<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1548517554018015057</id><updated>2012-01-18T04:28:48.648-07:00</updated><category term='Families'/><category term='Mason'/><category term='Fall'/><category term='Y'/><title type='text'>kristin mosbarger photography</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548517554018015057/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548517554018015057/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Krissy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09680262941993831043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SYTm6vS1fTI/AAAAAAAABEs/R7TP-HN8f_E/S220/krissy3+mod.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>126</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1548517554018015057.post-1583873575841829285</id><published>2010-07-17T22:25:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-07-17T22:25:06.667-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A visit from the toothfairy?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;Today was a VERY big day at our house!!!!! &amp;nbsp;While driving down a major road this afternoon, I hear this little squeaky voice pipe up from the back seat shouting, "MOM! MOM! MOM!!!!!! &amp;nbsp;MY TOOTH FELL OUT!!!!!!!!!!!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;Well OF COURSE I veered over three lanes, went off the road and slammed on the breaks so I could jump in the back seat and see for myself! It had, in fact fallen out! Our family's VERY FIRST MITHING TOOTH!!!! We were whooping and hollering and high fiving all around! &amp;nbsp;She even got to watch the new Rock movie "Toothfairy" before bed tonight. I'm - errr the TOOTHFAIRY is waiting for her to go to sleep so she can sneak a little cash under the pillow! SO STOKED!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;Ashli told EVERYONE she saw today that she lost her very first tooth!!! &amp;nbsp; *sigh* it's the little things that just melt your heart right? &amp;nbsp;Here is a pic of her, minus one tooth. (excuse the food in her mouth - ugh). &amp;nbsp;She put her tooth into an envelope and wrote her first AND LAST name on it - so that the toothfairy would not be confused as to who's tooth it was! 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Here is a video of Mason and his therapist Lisa reading books last month. I can't believe how far he's come in the past couple of months!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object style="background-image:url(http://i3.ytimg.com/vi/JepoXfZcK7M/hqdefault.jpg)" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/JepoXfZcK7M&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/JepoXfZcK7M&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" width="480" height="295" allowscriptaccess="never" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1548517554018015057-5426724013663653494?l=kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com/feeds/5426724013663653494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1548517554018015057&amp;postID=5426724013663653494&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548517554018015057/posts/default/5426724013663653494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548517554018015057/posts/default/5426724013663653494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com/2010/07/my-bubba-workin-hard.html' title='My bubba workin&apos; hard!'/><author><name>Krissy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09680262941993831043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SYTm6vS1fTI/AAAAAAAABEs/R7TP-HN8f_E/S220/krissy3+mod.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1548517554018015057.post-287592638670627051</id><published>2009-12-21T16:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T16:46:41.282-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Charlie</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;My new baby Charlie! He's a Chiweenieauzer and he's snuggly and TINY and he loves me A LOT!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-b992b44509ebd4e8" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v23.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Db992b44509ebd4e8%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330159388%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D40A074C95A8B20491C684FB785DB1F0200E78BD7.78E8C44F1B3DBC83068D02F1E3658048D31C52FE%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Db992b44509ebd4e8%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dz4tto8MJCFLyporELiIkmuJFANw&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v23.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Db992b44509ebd4e8%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330159388%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D40A074C95A8B20491C684FB785DB1F0200E78BD7.78E8C44F1B3DBC83068D02F1E3658048D31C52FE%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Db992b44509ebd4e8%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dz4tto8MJCFLyporELiIkmuJFANw&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1548517554018015057-287592638670627051?l=kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com/feeds/287592638670627051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1548517554018015057&amp;postID=287592638670627051&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548517554018015057/posts/default/287592638670627051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548517554018015057/posts/default/287592638670627051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com/2009/12/my-charlie.html' title='My Charlie'/><author><name>Krissy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09680262941993831043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SYTm6vS1fTI/AAAAAAAABEs/R7TP-HN8f_E/S220/krissy3+mod.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1548517554018015057.post-8823668843479030522</id><published>2009-09-11T21:47:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T21:56:51.522-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Digital Scrapbook Kit to benefit AUTISM SPEAKS!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);  line-height: 20px; font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;This awesome "Autism Awareness" kit was designed by talented digital artist, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://sjtowers12@blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Stacey Towers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;. The kit, which boasts 14 papers, 27 elements, a full alphabet and word art was designed in honor of MY SON Mason who has Autism.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Stacey has graciously offered to donate 100% of ALL proceeds from this kit to Autism Speaks in Mason's honor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt; Autism Speaks is a non-profit organization dedicated to finding a cause and cure for this horrifying epidemic. Won't you please download this very versatile (and SUPER CUTE) kit today? It is being offered at a special rate of only $3.00 per kit for a very limited time!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;You can find this kit at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.scrapthatidea.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;www.scrapthatidea.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Or click here for a direct link:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.scrapthatidea.com/store/index.php?_a=viewProd&amp;amp;productId=313"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;http://www.scrapthatidea.com/store/index.php?_a=viewProd&amp;amp;productId=313&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-size:130%;color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: normal;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SqsbVgn8ZcI/AAAAAAAABUQ/vhHiGzi5N4Y/s400/fm_fullpreview-web.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380424236172862914" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 390px; height: 390px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-size:130%;color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: normal;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);  line-height: 20px; font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;AWARENESS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:6;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:24px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;1 In every 150 children will be diagnosed with Autism&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This number is increasing by 10-17% each year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Autism is more common than childhood cancer, Juvenile Diabetes, and pediatric AIDS... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;COMBINED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cause of Autism is unknown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;THERE IS NO KNOWN CURE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;For more information about Autism and how you can help - please visit www.autismspeaks.org&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;or you can visit &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://events.autismspeaks.org/faf/donorReg/donorPledge.asp?ievent=272001&amp;amp;supid=230777438"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Mason's donation page here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Thank You!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1548517554018015057-8823668843479030522?l=kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com/feeds/8823668843479030522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1548517554018015057&amp;postID=8823668843479030522&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548517554018015057/posts/default/8823668843479030522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548517554018015057/posts/default/8823668843479030522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com/2009/09/digital-scrapbook-kit-to-benefit-autism.html' title='Digital Scrapbook Kit to benefit AUTISM SPEAKS!'/><author><name>Krissy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09680262941993831043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SYTm6vS1fTI/AAAAAAAABEs/R7TP-HN8f_E/S220/krissy3+mod.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SqsbVgn8ZcI/AAAAAAAABUQ/vhHiGzi5N4Y/s72-c/fm_fullpreview-web.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1548517554018015057.post-3590091538805457194</id><published>2009-08-22T23:29:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T23:44:40.173-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Story of the Purple Snake.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Last month I was in Orlando, FL for the CHA Show. (Craft &amp;amp; Hobby Association). It was my first time being away from my children for more than an hour at a time. It was heart wrenching to leave them at the airport. Apparently, I am having issues with our umbilical cords. I can't seem to sever them! My kids were ok and had a great time hanging out with dad. I, on the other hand found myself constantly checking my phone to make sure it was working. When it rang I raced to the phone to hear their voices! Ashli took this opportunity to manipulate daddy into letting her stay up all hours of the night under the pretense that she wanted to call mommy! HA!  I had a terrible time getting to sleep that first night - until I found that Ashli had packed her pajammas into my suitcase. I smiled at the precious gesture and put her jams on my pillow. With her scent so close - I fell fast asleep!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;On my last full day in Orlando, Ashli called me first thing in the morning so very excited and thanking me over and over! Once I was able to get her to calm down she explained that she had had a dream the night before that I brought her home a "PURPLE SNAKE" from FL. She was SO convinced that I had found this snake for her that she was thanking me already - very excitedly!!!!!   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;GREAT!  I'm in a strange town, have NO idea where ANYTHING is, I have an incredibly tight schedule and now I have to try to find a "Purple Snake!"  Thank GOODNESS I have family that lives in the Orlando area! Dad called to set up dinner plans and I told him about Ashli's dream. Dad made it his mission to find that baby girl a purple snake! They picked me up from the hotel - and off we went. I kid you not - the VERY FIRST STORE WE WENT TO we searched and searched and searched the whole store. Dad (who is apparently blind as a bat) saw this thing from a mile away and bee-lined for it! A 4' long stuffed "PURPLE RATTLESNAKE" (the last one). I cannot even believe he found that thing!  We snatched it up and got out of there. I carried that snake around my neck the whole way home; explaining to countless curious strangers the story of the "PURPLE SNAKE".  When my angel girl met me at the airport her eyes lit up when she saw that snake around my neck and squealed, "MOMMY!!!!! THAT'S THE EXACT SAME SNAKE THAT WAS IN MY DREAM!!!!"   Way to go Grandpa! 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margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1548517554018015057-3590091538805457194?l=kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=bd9598397f7ac7b8&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com/feeds/3590091538805457194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1548517554018015057&amp;postID=3590091538805457194&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548517554018015057/posts/default/3590091538805457194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548517554018015057/posts/default/3590091538805457194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com/2009/08/story-of-purple-snake.html' title='The Story of the Purple Snake.'/><author><name>Krissy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09680262941993831043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SYTm6vS1fTI/AAAAAAAABEs/R7TP-HN8f_E/S220/krissy3+mod.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SpDXHwAHsBI/AAAAAAAABT4/qJWcnfjjjH4/s72-c/IMG_0246.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1548517554018015057.post-698737121327385336</id><published>2009-08-10T22:02:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T22:11:16.555-06:00</updated><title type='text'>We got Mountain Fever!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Went caming with Mom and Larry last weekend and got the bug... bad! I haven't been able to keep Gregg off of the computer as he's been searching the area for log cabins. After much searching and not finding what we really want - we decided to buy some land and build our own cabin! We spent the whole day today in the Indian Mountain area of Colorado checking out available property. This is the one we found that we just LOVED!!!! We put the offer in as soon as we saw it and hope to have an answer back by the end of the week!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was trying to get a nice photo of the view, but this dumb dead tree was in the way. I guess Gregg was sympathetic to my  plight because he walked over and PUSHED the tree over!!!!!!! Then, he went and knocked over a few MORE dead trees! My man RAWKS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SoDujYv_-_I/AAAAAAAABTw/51IXz8_-xS4/s1600-h/IMG_0210.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SoDujYv_-_I/AAAAAAAABTw/51IXz8_-xS4/s400/IMG_0210.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368553047532239858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;See? No more dead trees!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SoDuh4eoj_I/AAAAAAAABTY/1hKkrdwepsc/s400/IMG_0212.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368553021689597938" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SoDuix806_I/AAAAAAAABTo/7czIXJ-nlh0/s1600-h/IMG_0205.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SoDuix806_I/AAAAAAAABTo/7czIXJ-nlh0/s400/IMG_0205.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368553037117058034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SoDuiSb5ybI/AAAAAAAABTg/b6amkgPgwjA/s1600-h/IMG_0202.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SoDuiSb5ybI/AAAAAAAABTg/b6amkgPgwjA/s400/IMG_0202.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368553028657465778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1548517554018015057-698737121327385336?l=kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com/feeds/698737121327385336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1548517554018015057&amp;postID=698737121327385336&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548517554018015057/posts/default/698737121327385336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548517554018015057/posts/default/698737121327385336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com/2009/08/we-got-mountain-fever.html' title='We got Mountain Fever!'/><author><name>Krissy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09680262941993831043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SYTm6vS1fTI/AAAAAAAABEs/R7TP-HN8f_E/S220/krissy3+mod.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SoDujYv_-_I/AAAAAAAABTw/51IXz8_-xS4/s72-c/IMG_0210.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1548517554018015057.post-7796751557452328578</id><published>2009-06-08T00:05:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T00:18:12.385-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Ya ain't IN Kansas anymore!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yeah welcome to SE Aurora, Colorado folks!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5 tornados touched the ground today in Colorado, this one just a mile or so up the road from us! It was a wierd day. Bugs were swarming and trying to get into the house by the millions! (I've never seen anything like it). Then sure enough, the clouds rolled in VERY quickly, the sky started to groan and THIS Popped out of the sky.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SiyqsbfTEbI/AAAAAAAABSo/xeehYFnmkog/s400/funnel.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344834538051932594" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 297px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Not my photo - stole it from Stacey's blog - she stole it from the News =o)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SiyqsBQYmlI/AAAAAAAABSY/uDJqSFczXlA/s1600-h/6-7tornado4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SiyqsBQYmlI/AAAAAAAABSY/uDJqSFczXlA/s400/6-7tornado4.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344834531010058834" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thankfully, this tornado which was on the ground for 30 minutes stopped just short of our house. We got away with a little bit of hail damage from GINORMOUS hail stones. They put some dents into my little baby HUMMER. Momma is NOT happy!!! Daddy - is gonna lose a spot in his garage!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SiyqsM5f5TI/AAAAAAAABSg/_fl_JrJAqD4/s400/6-7tornadohail.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344834534135293234" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 290px; " /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is Stacey, holding some of the hail stones that came down in her yard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SiyqsTchwVI/AAAAAAAABSw/WoxHZ25U5Fk/s400/sad.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344834535892828498" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 204px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is a very small area of damage that was in the tornado's path. This was in the mall just up the road from our house. The Pizza restaurant in here lost two of it's four walls and my poor poor JAMBA JUICE took a big hit too. I'm in mourning right now *sniffle*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The entire mall got hit pretty good. Stores had glass blown out, roofs lost A/C units, cars flipped over in the parking lots or were moved to the other side of lots. Homes had windows blown out and roofs blown off. Garages blown in and trees snapped in half. One condo I saw even had a landscape trailer dropped on the lawn -  At least it was still in tact though. We saw a construction trailer that literally exploded. Lots of damage and thankfully at this time no one has reported any serious injuries.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We heard no warning sirens.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1548517554018015057-7796751557452328578?l=kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com/feeds/7796751557452328578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1548517554018015057&amp;postID=7796751557452328578&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548517554018015057/posts/default/7796751557452328578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548517554018015057/posts/default/7796751557452328578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com/2009/06/ya-aint-in-kansas-anymore.html' title='Ya ain&apos;t IN Kansas anymore!'/><author><name>Krissy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09680262941993831043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SYTm6vS1fTI/AAAAAAAABEs/R7TP-HN8f_E/S220/krissy3+mod.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SiyqsbfTEbI/AAAAAAAABSo/xeehYFnmkog/s72-c/funnel.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1548517554018015057.post-3196095341368046237</id><published>2009-05-31T00:30:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T01:02:17.105-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Catching Up!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lots to post, it's been a LONG TIME!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We've had so much going on that I haven't had two seconds to update the blog! So heeeeeeeeeere we go!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Trike-a-Thon, 2009&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;For the past two years Ashli has participated in the St. Jude Trike-a-Thon at school. This year (as always) she did so amazingly well! I can't believe how big she's getting!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SiIkcWiHqUI/AAAAAAAABRA/FUbhfl5FZ4g/s1600-h/trikeathon+09.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 252px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SiIkcWiHqUI/AAAAAAAABRA/FUbhfl5FZ4g/s400/trikeathon+09.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341872177518455106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SiIkcHp6tEI/AAAAAAAABQ4/uqEh2eUy0Kg/s1600-h/trikeathon+09+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SiIkcHp6tEI/AAAAAAAABQ4/uqEh2eUy0Kg/s400/trikeathon+09+1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341872173524628546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Even Mason had the urge to jump in and do his part to help out the kids at St. Jude!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SiIkc4k-19I/AAAAAAAABRI/Bhb9KdVI2pw/s400/trikeathon+09+2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341872186657265618" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 283px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He's a motorcyle STUD!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Getting Settled in the new Pad&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SiIlw4byS_I/AAAAAAAABRo/kSh4F8jzRKE/s1600-h/landscape1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SiIlw4byS_I/AAAAAAAABRo/kSh4F8jzRKE/s400/landscape1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341873629727706098" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;If you remember the photos I posted when we moved into our home in August you'll remember that we had NO landscaping and NO fence! We put the fence up the first week we were here and we've spent the past 2 months putting in our landscaping. (these photos aren't TOTALLY current, I have to take more photos soon). Gregg is SUCH a trooper! He built the concrete edge that surrouds the grass, he brought in 27 tons of river rock BY HIMSELF one wheelbarrow at a time! We put in a few mulch beds to use as planters and even have quite a few of the plants in already. We did have the patio poured professionally and decided to go ahead and have it colored and stamped to look like slate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I brought in the compost (most of it) one wheelbarrow at a time, and tilled it in before we layed in the grass. We've had SO much fun hitting the nurseries and picking out all of our new plants!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SiIlwoEVFDI/AAAAAAAABRg/iDm_46A4DFg/s1600-h/landscape.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SiIlwoEVFDI/AAAAAAAABRg/iDm_46A4DFg/s400/landscape.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341873625334354994" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I even got my weeping willow! (my all-time favorite tree) followed closely by my new aquisition - A weeping pussy willow, and my gorgeous Japanese Maple!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We put in a flower garden along the length of the south side of the house (about 35 feet). Now THAT'S A FLOWER GARDEN! We are slowly but surely picking out fun, beautiful and unusual flowers to put into it! I'll have to post some more recent photos soon!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Preschool Graduation&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It seems like yesterday I was posting about Ashli's first day at school! Now, a year and a half later- she's finished with preschool. She is prepared (I am not) for Kindergarten.  =o(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SiIlwIxCRAI/AAAAAAAABRY/1Vf2kmMl0ng/s1600-h/graduation1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SiIlwIxCRAI/AAAAAAAABRY/1Vf2kmMl0ng/s400/graduation1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341873616931931138" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SiIlv0IUiqI/AAAAAAAABRQ/7cdV0ZBd38w/s1600-h/graduation.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SiIlv0IUiqI/AAAAAAAABRQ/7cdV0ZBd38w/s400/graduation.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341873611392453282" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 325px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is Ashli and Cody at the graduation ceremony. They will dearly miss each other! But hopefully we can make a few playdates and keep these two girls together~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;WALK NOW FOR AUTISM&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We took to the Nike's today to show our support for our baby man! Along with THOUSANDS of our friends and supporters the Denver area raised nearly $200,000 today on a 5k walk to raise awareness for Autism! This was our first (definitely not last) walk!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SiIowK5GFKI/AAAAAAAABSI/sP2lIblMImo/s400/autism+walk3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341876916037489826" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bubba was STOKED by all the bounce houses and inflatable sensory gyms for the kids! We have GOT to find a way to get one of these things into our O/T Gym!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SiIowZsHXvI/AAAAAAAABSQ/DxqmVtXj7Nc/s1600-h/autism+walk4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SiIowZsHXvI/AAAAAAAABSQ/DxqmVtXj7Nc/s400/autism+walk4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341876920009580274" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Team Mason hits the pavement&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SiIov2UMqhI/AAAAAAAABSA/yhW0nMNIUuc/s1600-h/autism+walk2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SiIov2UMqhI/AAAAAAAABSA/yhW0nMNIUuc/s400/autism+walk2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341876910514022930" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;With thousands of our closest friends&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SiIovmeWMiI/AAAAAAAABR4/c63Nil_GmEM/s1600-h/autism+walk1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SiIovmeWMiI/AAAAAAAABR4/c63Nil_GmEM/s400/autism+walk1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341876906261623330" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thank You.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We would like to sincerely thank our team members who showed up to support Mason today. Your love for Mason shines and we are PROUD to have you on our team!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Daddy, Cousin Randy, Brandi (Mason's therapist), and cousin Connie. (Mom was hiding behind the camera). And of course, the stars of our team - Mason and Ashli&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SiIovTbmuSI/AAAAAAAABRw/NARMLpZzNW8/s1600-h/autism+walk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SiIovTbmuSI/AAAAAAAABRw/NARMLpZzNW8/s400/autism+walk.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341876901149849890" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 342px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We'll do it all again next year!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sorry for the lengthy update - will try to do better =o)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1548517554018015057-3196095341368046237?l=kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com/feeds/3196095341368046237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1548517554018015057&amp;postID=3196095341368046237&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548517554018015057/posts/default/3196095341368046237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548517554018015057/posts/default/3196095341368046237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com/2009/05/catching-up.html' title='Catching Up!'/><author><name>Krissy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09680262941993831043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SYTm6vS1fTI/AAAAAAAABEs/R7TP-HN8f_E/S220/krissy3+mod.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SiIkcWiHqUI/AAAAAAAABRA/FUbhfl5FZ4g/s72-c/trikeathon+09.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1548517554018015057.post-4096316307247580076</id><published>2009-04-26T13:49:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T22:10:40.003-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Swirlydoos Sketch Challenge - Prima Prizes!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=";font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;A Sketchy contest, with PRIMA deliciousness!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="color: rgb(34, 34, 34);   font-family:verdana;font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Swirlydoos is holding our very first OPEN SKETCH CHALLENGE! This challenge is 100% open to anyone who wants to play along! We're revving up our scrappy engines for National Scrapbook Day! To view the sketch, the rules, and most importantly the PRIZES. Contest ends on Sunday, May 3rd so HURRRRRRRRY UP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.swirlydoos.com/page.php?42"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.swirlydoos.com/page.php?42"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;CLICK HERE To go to our contest page!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" text-decoration: underline;font-size:18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" text-decoration: underline;font-size:18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" text-decoration: underline;font-size:18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1548517554018015057-4096316307247580076?l=kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com/feeds/4096316307247580076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1548517554018015057&amp;postID=4096316307247580076&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548517554018015057/posts/default/4096316307247580076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548517554018015057/posts/default/4096316307247580076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com/2009/04/swirlydoos-sketch-challenge-prima.html' title='Swirlydoos Sketch Challenge - Prima Prizes!'/><author><name>Krissy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09680262941993831043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SYTm6vS1fTI/AAAAAAAABEs/R7TP-HN8f_E/S220/krissy3+mod.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1548517554018015057.post-4123599326082777518</id><published>2009-04-18T22:26:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T22:31:28.772-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Just for fun... kinda.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/Seqo4SpEuxI/AAAAAAAABQA/5PnAMK4p99I/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 135px; height: 63px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/Seqo4SpEuxI/AAAAAAAABQA/5PnAMK4p99I/s400/images.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326255194349288210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Edward looks pretty damn good on me eh? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SeqoLE5XO2I/AAAAAAAABP4/G9Qv1m9Rp-c/s1600-h/krissy+and+edward+2+mod.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 253px; height: 322px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SeqoLE5XO2I/AAAAAAAABP4/G9Qv1m9Rp-c/s400/krissy+and+edward+2+mod.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326254417565399906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And FYI - I 'm all about "Team Jacob". Let Bella have him! That frees Edward up for ME! LMAO!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Just teasin... not really.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;=o)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1548517554018015057-4123599326082777518?l=kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com/feeds/4123599326082777518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1548517554018015057&amp;postID=4123599326082777518&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548517554018015057/posts/default/4123599326082777518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548517554018015057/posts/default/4123599326082777518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com/2009/04/just-for-fun-kinda.html' title='Just for fun... kinda.'/><author><name>Krissy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09680262941993831043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SYTm6vS1fTI/AAAAAAAABEs/R7TP-HN8f_E/S220/krissy3+mod.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/Seqo4SpEuxI/AAAAAAAABQA/5PnAMK4p99I/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1548517554018015057.post-4150273867630395129</id><published>2009-04-05T22:29:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T22:37:47.430-06:00</updated><title type='text'>LOOK!!!!   TREE-CICLES!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We managed to go all winter without being absolutely miserable with cold weather. Not much snow, not too cold.  My kinda winter right? Yeah, well as soon as I think I'm in the clear and Mother Nature can just 'BRING ON THE SPRING' of course it's gonna hit! We've had like 2' of snow in the past week with an expected foot and a half two days ago. But... lucky for us the wind was blowing at a sustained 40 mph (60 mph gusts) and that kept the snow from actually LANDING on the ground. Instead; the snow stuck to whatever it slapped up against and froze. Today, we have TREE-CICLES! I'm talking 1-2" thick ice stuck to the side or EVERYTHING! We also have bush-cicles, grass-cicles, mailbox-cicles, Hummer-cicles.. well, you get the idea. =o)    Oh, and the Hummer-cicles? No more! Took my baby to the car wash and let those boys give my baby a little pampering. =o)  Anyhoo - here are some pics of the "nature-cicles". Man, it sure was nice getting the camera out again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SdmGrg-V77I/AAAAAAAABPA/grLtSb8xkdY/s1600-h/tree+cicle6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SdmGrg-V77I/AAAAAAAABPA/grLtSb8xkdY/s400/tree+cicle6.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321432516858867634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SdmGrV7GWAI/AAAAAAAABO4/95F3PYUtgm4/s1600-h/tree+cicle5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SdmGrV7GWAI/AAAAAAAABO4/95F3PYUtgm4/s400/tree+cicle5.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321432513892472834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SdmGio5jfII/AAAAAAAABOw/GTD-0aV1wcw/s1600-h/tree+cicle4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SdmGio5jfII/AAAAAAAABOw/GTD-0aV1wcw/s400/tree+cicle4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321432364367445122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SdmGiRRYooI/AAAAAAAABOo/KaWfn7G_4EM/s1600-h/tree+cicle3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SdmGiRRYooI/AAAAAAAABOo/KaWfn7G_4EM/s400/tree+cicle3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321432358024946306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SdmGiGaVvJI/AAAAAAAABOg/LOS4LwzZ1OA/s1600-h/tree+cicle2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SdmGiGaVvJI/AAAAAAAABOg/LOS4LwzZ1OA/s400/tree+cicle2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321432355109715090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SdmGiC22G3I/AAAAAAAABOY/IEabeMTqNkA/s1600-h/tree+cicle1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SdmGiC22G3I/AAAAAAAABOY/IEabeMTqNkA/s400/tree+cicle1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321432354155535218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SdmGh15EZ7I/AAAAAAAABOQ/DWcoKUe-jK4/s1600-h/tree+cicle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SdmGh15EZ7I/AAAAAAAABOQ/DWcoKUe-jK4/s400/tree+cicle.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321432350675199922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1548517554018015057-4150273867630395129?l=kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com/feeds/4150273867630395129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1548517554018015057&amp;postID=4150273867630395129&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548517554018015057/posts/default/4150273867630395129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548517554018015057/posts/default/4150273867630395129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com/2009/04/look-tree-cicles.html' title='LOOK!!!!   TREE-CICLES!'/><author><name>Krissy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09680262941993831043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SYTm6vS1fTI/AAAAAAAABEs/R7TP-HN8f_E/S220/krissy3+mod.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SdmGrg-V77I/AAAAAAAABPA/grLtSb8xkdY/s72-c/tree+cicle6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1548517554018015057.post-6342116462481267676</id><published>2009-04-03T08:53:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T08:54:20.614-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Ohhhhhhhhhh ma GOSH!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SdYi9CntnhI/AAAAAAAABOI/55ZP8f5nM_A/s1600-h/robert_pattinson_e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SdYi9CntnhI/AAAAAAAABOI/55ZP8f5nM_A/s400/robert_pattinson_e.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320478441855622674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SdYi8x0t8OI/AAAAAAAABOA/xZ3RdOEqU4E/s1600-h/twlight-my-husband.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SdYi8x0t8OI/AAAAAAAABOA/xZ3RdOEqU4E/s400/twlight-my-husband.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320478437346767074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nuff' Said&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 18px; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 18px; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 18px; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1548517554018015057-6342116462481267676?l=kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com/feeds/6342116462481267676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1548517554018015057&amp;postID=6342116462481267676&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548517554018015057/posts/default/6342116462481267676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548517554018015057/posts/default/6342116462481267676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com/2009/04/ohhhhhhhhhh-ma-gosh.html' title='Ohhhhhhhhhh ma GOSH!!!!!'/><author><name>Krissy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09680262941993831043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SYTm6vS1fTI/AAAAAAAABEs/R7TP-HN8f_E/S220/krissy3+mod.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SdYi9CntnhI/AAAAAAAABOI/55ZP8f5nM_A/s72-c/robert_pattinson_e.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1548517554018015057.post-5112675877823649017</id><published>2009-03-29T11:11:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T11:14:00.354-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Win an Acrylic Album!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/Sc-sRM7154I/AAAAAAAABNA/TFyXUWd14zc/s1600-h/Mason%27s_Puzzle_logo_10+INCH.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 121px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/Sc-sRM7154I/AAAAAAAABNA/TFyXUWd14zc/s400/Mason%27s_Puzzle_logo_10+INCH.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318659096477820802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Head on over to the &lt;a href="http://www.swirlydoos.blogspot.com/"&gt;SWIRLYDOOS BLOG&lt;/a&gt; and leave a comment to be entered to win a Mason's Puzzle Acrylic Album!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.swirlydoos.blogspot.com/"&gt;www.swirlydoos.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1548517554018015057-5112675877823649017?l=kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com/feeds/5112675877823649017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1548517554018015057&amp;postID=5112675877823649017&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548517554018015057/posts/default/5112675877823649017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548517554018015057/posts/default/5112675877823649017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com/2009/03/win-acrylic-album.html' title='Win an Acrylic Album!!!'/><author><name>Krissy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09680262941993831043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SYTm6vS1fTI/AAAAAAAABEs/R7TP-HN8f_E/S220/krissy3+mod.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/Sc-sRM7154I/AAAAAAAABNA/TFyXUWd14zc/s72-c/Mason%27s_Puzzle_logo_10+INCH.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1548517554018015057.post-3833159104658498626</id><published>2009-03-13T09:54:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T10:00:30.355-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Please help support TEAM MASON!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 24px; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 24px; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SbqBw38MuMI/AAAAAAAABKw/jyKHvWmU6JU/s1600-h/AUTISM+WALK+LOGO.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 343px; height: 134px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SbqBw38MuMI/AAAAAAAABKw/jyKHvWmU6JU/s400/AUTISM+WALK+LOGO.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312701387087067330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We are gearing up for the Denver Walk Now For Autism marathon! Our team comprised of friends, family and even a therapist or two are hitting the pavement to help support Mason, and Autism Speaks! I myself am hoping to connect and network with other families affected by autism, and also other providers and doctors to learn about new treatments that may not have hit the mainstream yet! We are very excited to take part in our first Autism Walk, and hope that you will help us to support Mason and the millions of other children living with Autism! Please visit our&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;a href="https://www.kintera.org/faf/search/searchTeamPart.asp?ievent=288668&amp;amp;lis=1&amp;amp;kntae288668=53C306CF4F824A3BBEB631CCEB0B5F10&amp;amp;supId=0&amp;amp;team=3343527&amp;amp;cj=Y"&gt;TEAM PAGE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to join our team (if you are able to walk with us) or make a donation in Mason's Honor to help us win the war against Autism! From my family to yours, THANK-YOU for your support!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;With Love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Krissy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1548517554018015057-3833159104658498626?l=kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com/feeds/3833159104658498626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1548517554018015057&amp;postID=3833159104658498626&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548517554018015057/posts/default/3833159104658498626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548517554018015057/posts/default/3833159104658498626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com/2009/03/please-help-support-team-mason-we-are.html' title=''/><author><name>Krissy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09680262941993831043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SYTm6vS1fTI/AAAAAAAABEs/R7TP-HN8f_E/S220/krissy3+mod.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SbqBw38MuMI/AAAAAAAABKw/jyKHvWmU6JU/s72-c/AUTISM+WALK+LOGO.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1548517554018015057.post-7077101521112047532</id><published>2009-03-01T08:53:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T08:58:47.610-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Scrap That Idea - DIGI SHOP!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Stacey, Vicki, Sara and Mel (awesome digital artists) have opened their own digital store and you digi girls will LOVE it!!!!!!!!!!!  They have awesome specials going right now for their grand opening!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Check out &lt;a href="http://www.sjtowers.blogspot.com"&gt;Stacey's Blog&lt;/a&gt; for the full premiere  announcement, and head on over to &lt;a href="http://www.scrapthatidea.com/store"&gt;www.scrapthatidea.com&lt;/a&gt; to check out their designs!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.scrapthatidea.com/store"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/Saqv-MvxuYI/AAAAAAAABJ4/rCB5QZ_G3Oo/s1600-h/small-add.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/Saqv-MvxuYI/AAAAAAAABJ4/rCB5QZ_G3Oo/s400/small-add.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308248593917917570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1548517554018015057-7077101521112047532?l=kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com/feeds/7077101521112047532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1548517554018015057&amp;postID=7077101521112047532&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548517554018015057/posts/default/7077101521112047532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548517554018015057/posts/default/7077101521112047532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com/2009/03/scrap-that-idea-digi-shop.html' title='Scrap That Idea - DIGI SHOP!'/><author><name>Krissy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09680262941993831043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SYTm6vS1fTI/AAAAAAAABEs/R7TP-HN8f_E/S220/krissy3+mod.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/Saqv-MvxuYI/AAAAAAAABJ4/rCB5QZ_G3Oo/s72-c/small-add.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1548517554018015057.post-9123502277732161120</id><published>2009-02-22T13:54:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T13:57:26.112-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Swirlydoos Next Kit - Whimsy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Here's the sneak peek of the next Swirlydoos kit, Whimsy! Whimsy will unveil officially on Feb. 28th, along with three fantastic add-on kits. Check it out in more detail at &lt;a href="http://www.swirlydoos.com"&gt;www.swirlydoos.com!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SaG72iC6-5I/AAAAAAAABIs/O1Y4j3i7AxI/s1600-h/sneak.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 228px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SaG72iC6-5I/AAAAAAAABIs/O1Y4j3i7AxI/s400/sneak.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305728381545544594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We ARE taking pre-orders for this kit from non-subscribers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.swirlydoos.com"&gt;www.swirlydoos.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 24px; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 24px; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 24px; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1548517554018015057-9123502277732161120?l=kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com/feeds/9123502277732161120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1548517554018015057&amp;postID=9123502277732161120&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548517554018015057/posts/default/9123502277732161120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548517554018015057/posts/default/9123502277732161120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com/2009/02/swirlydoos-next-kit-whimsy.html' title='Swirlydoos Next Kit - Whimsy!'/><author><name>Krissy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09680262941993831043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SYTm6vS1fTI/AAAAAAAABEs/R7TP-HN8f_E/S220/krissy3+mod.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SaG72iC6-5I/AAAAAAAABIs/O1Y4j3i7AxI/s72-c/sneak.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1548517554018015057.post-5919002742953659734</id><published>2009-02-06T20:56:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T21:02:55.637-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Guide Me Daddy...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; "&gt;Guide Me Daddy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SY0HUlgSwsI/AAAAAAAABH0/_W2MU7OxqK8/s1600-h/Guide+me+daddy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SY0HUlgSwsI/AAAAAAAABH0/_W2MU7OxqK8/s400/Guide+me+daddy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299900386731279042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; "&gt;Journaling Reads:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: 19px; font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Walk alongside me, daddy&lt;br /&gt;and hold my little hand.&lt;br /&gt;I have so many things to learn&lt;br /&gt;that I don't yet understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teach me things to keep me safe&lt;br /&gt;from dangers every day.&lt;br /&gt;Show me how to do my best&lt;br /&gt;at home, at school, at play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every child needs a gentle hand&lt;br /&gt;to guide them as they grow.&lt;br /&gt;So walk alongside me, daddy -&lt;br /&gt;We have a long way to go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;This layout was created using the &lt;a href="http://www.swirlydoos.com"&gt;Swirlydoos Premiere kit - "DECADENCE" &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;Check it out at &lt;a href="http://www.swirlydoos.com"&gt;www.swirlydoos.com &lt;/a&gt;to get yours!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1548517554018015057-5919002742953659734?l=kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com/feeds/5919002742953659734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1548517554018015057&amp;postID=5919002742953659734&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548517554018015057/posts/default/5919002742953659734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548517554018015057/posts/default/5919002742953659734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com/2009/02/guide-me-daddy.html' title='Guide Me Daddy...'/><author><name>Krissy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09680262941993831043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SYTm6vS1fTI/AAAAAAAABEs/R7TP-HN8f_E/S220/krissy3+mod.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SY0HUlgSwsI/AAAAAAAABH0/_W2MU7OxqK8/s72-c/Guide+me+daddy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1548517554018015057.post-1352972154868837526</id><published>2009-02-04T08:39:00.016-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T09:08:10.003-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A New Venture...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SYm7lJe-MCI/AAAAAAAABHk/NtzBev4gNxk/s1600-h/logo+idea+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SYm7lJe-MCI/AAAAAAAABHk/NtzBev4gNxk/s400/logo+idea+2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298972683453476898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I have opened a new (and hopefully AWESOME, SUCCESSFUL, POPULAR) Scrapbooking kit club! &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;You will enjoy our thoughtfully prepared coordinating scrapbook kits. We take great care in choosing high quality, current, beautiful supplies to help you preserve your most treasured memories. Check it out at &lt;a href="http://www.swirlydoos.com/"&gt;www.swirlydoos.com&lt;/a&gt; and TELL YOUR FRIENDS!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Our premiere kit - **DECADENCE**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;$36.00&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SYm6jfj41RI/AAAAAAAABHU/KERcyKzlPiY/s1600-h/kit5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SYm6jfj41RI/AAAAAAAABHU/KERcyKzlPiY/s400/kit5.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298971555508311314" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:verdana;font-size:9px;"&gt;&lt;span class="bbcode underline" style="text-decoration: underline; "&gt;&lt;strong class="bbcode bold"&gt;Detailed Product List&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pattern Paper Note—All papers are double sided&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaisercraft—Eleanor (1)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaisercraft—Victoria (1)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaisercraft—Catherine (1)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaisercraft—Elizabeth (1)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Making Memories—Falala music note (1)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heidi Swapp—World Traveler (1)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heidi Swapp—Old Coat (1)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Autumn Leaves—Bella Picola (die cut, single sided) (1)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Embellishments&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Making Memories-Tiny alphas (1)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maya Road-Chipboard bracket album (1)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maya Road– black sequins (1 yd)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaiser—wood flourishes (2)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paper frills—12” die cut borders (2 asst)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maya Road- Chipboard Flourishes (3)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maya Road- Chipboard Keychain (people) (1)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaisercraft- 12” flourish border rubz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaisercraft- Clear Rhinestones (1 pkg)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaisercraft– Pearls (1 pkg)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daisy Bucket– Flourish corner stamps (1 pkg)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaisercraft– Cream flowers (5)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basic Grey– Wassail buttons (8 asst)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prima– Belle Fleur flowers and brads (3)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prima– Lg maroon bloom (1)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prima– Cream blooms (2)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prima- Rose buds (4)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prima– Journaling notes (2)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stretchwrite– Cream Lace (24”)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DMD-Raffia kraft ribbon (1yd)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Misc-Pearl stick pins (2)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" ;font-family:verdana;font-size:9px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;The Decadence Add-On Kit &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt; $42.00&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-weight: bold;font-size:48px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-weight: normal; font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SYm7Dir1f2I/AAAAAAAABHc/GZsDGOQlSCg/s1600-h/ad+on.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SYm7Dir1f2I/AAAAAAAABHc/GZsDGOQlSCg/s400/ad+on.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298972106102767458" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; 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"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-weight: bold;font-size:48px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-weight: normal; font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:verdana;font-size:9px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;My Acrylic Album—6” 6-page Acrylic Album w/ rings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-weight: bold;font-size:48px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-weight: normal; font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:verdana;font-size:9px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Embellishments&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prima—NEW CHA RELEASE Say it in Crystals&lt;br /&gt;Wrights—Black Floral Lace (1yd)&lt;br /&gt;Clearsnap—Fluid Chalk ink pad (Chestnut Roan)&lt;br /&gt;Prima—Build-a-Swirl stamp set (8.5 x 11”)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Prima—Felt Border (12”)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;The Decadence Flower Add-On Kit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;$10.00&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:verdana;font-size:9px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:Georgia;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SYm54NQE6GI/AAAAAAAABHE/w_WIZNiSIw0/s1600-h/flower+add+on.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SYm54NQE6GI/AAAAAAAABHE/w_WIZNiSIw0/s400/flower+add+on.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298970811859003490" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;A generous offering of a minimum of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em class="bbcode italic"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;“90” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;delicious blooms carefully chosen to coordinate beautifully with the “Decadence” main kit and add-on kit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Check out the website (still kinda in progress- the flippin computer whiz "I" am) - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.swirlydoos.com"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;www.swirlydoos.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And our blog is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.swirlydoos.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;www.swirlydoos.blogspot.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;~We just kicked it off and will be holding contests and challenges VERY soon~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1548517554018015057-1352972154868837526?l=kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com/feeds/1352972154868837526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1548517554018015057&amp;postID=1352972154868837526&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548517554018015057/posts/default/1352972154868837526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548517554018015057/posts/default/1352972154868837526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com/2009/02/new-venture.html' title='A New Venture...'/><author><name>Krissy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09680262941993831043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SYTm6vS1fTI/AAAAAAAABEs/R7TP-HN8f_E/S220/krissy3+mod.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SYm7lJe-MCI/AAAAAAAABHk/NtzBev4gNxk/s72-c/logo+idea+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1548517554018015057.post-6184713771701055848</id><published>2009-02-01T11:52:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T12:04:25.965-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My little woodland friends..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ironic.  This morning Ashli, Mason and I watched a movie I haven't seen in a REALLY long time.  Disney's  The Fox And The Hound. It had been YEARS since I've seen this flick!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Later today, I let the Wonder Spaz out for a potty break and he (as is usually the case) went ape-shit barking and freaking out. It's times like this when I hate having a see-through fence! Anyway, he was very adament in his bark. So much so that my other dog started barking too! I got up and went outside to shoosh Matani and see that he isn't just barking at nothing this time!  No, the deer hadn't come back. He pretty well scared the hell out of her last time she was in our yard! But this NEW little friend was NOT afraid of Matani. In fact, it almost seemed as though he was TEASING Matani through the fence as if to say, "HA! You big dummy! You can't get me!"  While this is cute, I know it's also dangerous to have a wild animal hanging around the house who is NOT afraid of the Wonder Spaz.. or me for that matter. Even so, we enjoyed his company, kept the dogs as quiet as we could and let our new friend relax for the many hours that he was here!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then, we had a nice long talk with Ashli about staying far away from wild animals. Anyway, here are the pics I shot of my new friend Copper! Gregg says if I feed him, he'll shoot him. So, no feeding this little guy for me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SYXx1nFRs3I/AAAAAAAABF0/CIDewZ4rxhY/s1600-h/fox6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SYXx1nFRs3I/AAAAAAAABF0/CIDewZ4rxhY/s400/fox6.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297906439997731698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;All worn out from teasing Matani.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SYXx1rHFBwI/AAAAAAAABFs/48SxluaG0nE/s1600-h/fox5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SYXx1rHFBwI/AAAAAAAABFs/48SxluaG0nE/s400/fox5.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297906441079031554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SYXxZynOzlI/AAAAAAAABFk/r5SLM2f-VoI/s1600-h/fox4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SYXxZynOzlI/AAAAAAAABFk/r5SLM2f-VoI/s400/fox4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297905962056601170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SYXxZjh3kDI/AAAAAAAABFc/TZqv96gA5S0/s1600-h/fox3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SYXxZjh3kDI/AAAAAAAABFc/TZqv96gA5S0/s400/fox3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297905958007574578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Watching Codi go pee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SYXxZuz4TCI/AAAAAAAABFU/gKWKzCNqVbU/s1600-h/fox2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SYXxZuz4TCI/AAAAAAAABFU/gKWKzCNqVbU/s400/fox2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297905961035910178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Not askeered of me at ALL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SYXxZPKljvI/AAAAAAAABFM/Who32KNwhL0/s1600-h/fox1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SYXxZPKljvI/AAAAAAAABFM/Who32KNwhL0/s400/fox1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297905952541216498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SYXxZF17EGI/AAAAAAAABFE/Sb-TppzCVhE/s1600-h/fox.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SYXxZF17EGI/AAAAAAAABFE/Sb-TppzCVhE/s400/fox.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297905950038626402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1548517554018015057-6184713771701055848?l=kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com/feeds/6184713771701055848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1548517554018015057&amp;postID=6184713771701055848&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548517554018015057/posts/default/6184713771701055848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548517554018015057/posts/default/6184713771701055848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-little-woodland-friends.html' title='My little woodland friends..'/><author><name>Krissy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09680262941993831043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SYTm6vS1fTI/AAAAAAAABEs/R7TP-HN8f_E/S220/krissy3+mod.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SYXx1nFRs3I/AAAAAAAABF0/CIDewZ4rxhY/s72-c/fox6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1548517554018015057.post-5544791454861418666</id><published>2009-01-23T16:16:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T16:41:21.511-07:00</updated><title type='text'>VICTORY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My beautiful friend Tara blogged about her "Word-for-the-Year" a few weeks back. This word is to be sort of your "Focus" for the year. I told Tara that my word for the year was going to be "FIGHT".  It seems to be all I do anymore with regard to Mason's Autism.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fight - noun; a battle or combat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We have been trying to get Mason some MUCH needed speech therapy for nearly a year now. Our insurance company (Cigna) has continually denied benefits. We have taken it to State level arguing that a Colorado state mandate rules that Autistic children under the age of five are legally entitled to speech therapy (up to 60 visits per year). Come to find out, OUR policy isn't subject to state mandates because of the way they are contracted with Gregg's employer. Well, back in Sept. I went to Gregg's employer (Big Ol' Hospital) and told them that their policy is not in state compliance and that my son is suffering for it. They agreed to change their policy beginning in 2009 so that Mason could get the speech therapy  he needs. We thought that was fair and went ahead and footed the extraordinary bill for therapy from Sept - Dec.  The first of January we put through the referrals for Mason to get speech therapy using this "new plan". We were DENIED stating the same reasons as before. Our plan had in fact NOT changed! I was unbelievably PISSED OFF at having been lied to by my husband's employers. I called said Big Hospital Employer and left a "Mommy Freak-Out" message on the head honcho's voice mail. At that point, I didn't care if Gregg got in trouble or faced reprocussions  for my tyrade. They LIED to me and my son was going to suffer even LONGER for it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, today I got a phone call from a big-wig at Cigna stating that our insurance policy has been changed and that Mason will be covered not ONLY for UNLIMITED visits of speech therapy but for &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ANY AND ALL AUTISM RELATED TREATMENTS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!  &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;This is unheard of in the state of Colorado. No insurance company in Colorado (to my knowledge) covers any autism related treatment because it's EXPENSIVE and you need a LOT of it. Some states require coverage for autism treatments, Colorado is not one of them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The woman (big wig at the insurance company) told me that if ANYONE gave me any grief at all over billing, or benefits for ANY autism related treatments that I should call her directly and SHE would take care of it personally."Mason WILL be taken care of," she told me.  She was so sweet, and so understanding and she was my saviour today. THANK YOU DORRIS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is the biggest, hugest most mind blowing "WIN" I could have imagined! I was fighting to get him speech therapy and we got him total autism coverage! We got him what THOUSANDS of children in this area and hundreds of thousands throughout the country are being denied. We can now get mason the help he needs, and the insurance is going to pay for it! (Well, most of it anyway!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have been floating on cloud nine all day, you could not possibly wipe this smile off of my face. A weight has been lifted and now I know that I AM doing all I possibly can for Mason and it feels DAMN GOOD!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks for letting a proud mom gloat!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1548517554018015057-5544791454861418666?l=kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com/feeds/5544791454861418666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1548517554018015057&amp;postID=5544791454861418666&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548517554018015057/posts/default/5544791454861418666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548517554018015057/posts/default/5544791454861418666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com/2009/01/victory.html' title='VICTORY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Krissy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09680262941993831043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SYTm6vS1fTI/AAAAAAAABEs/R7TP-HN8f_E/S220/krissy3+mod.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1548517554018015057.post-8523880100473211189</id><published>2009-01-19T23:17:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T00:21:47.839-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Uhmmm ...  OoooooooooKay?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*Takes a swig of beer*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So, wanna hear about my night? Well, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; gonna tell you because I'm pumped full of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;adrenoline&lt;/span&gt; and have nothing better to do. I was sitting on my couch watching a Bruce Willis flick at about 10 pm. Kids are sleeping, Gregg is working. Just me and the dogs....  When the doorbell rings. Nobody EVER rings my doorbell this time of night. I walk slowly out of the living room and look in the direction of the door. Next to my door is a full length window with a sheer curtain over it. My porch light is on, but I can't see anything through the sheer curtains. I decide it's in my best interest (since I am alone) to NOT answer the door regardless of how frantically my dogs are barking.  The bell rings again. I was thinking, WHO IS AT MY DOOR? Could it be Stacey? Or maybe my sister-in-law Karin? Well, it COULD be but they are both the type of people who call before coming over...  The bell rings AGAIN. At this point I figure I better go see who it is before my kids wake up and REALLY Piss me off! I grab my phone and head for the door. I pull back my sheer curtain just enough to peek out onto the patio. What is staring back at me??  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;GAHEAD&lt;/span&gt;.. GUESS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;  A bloody man!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yep. You read that right. There is a young man standing on my patio COVERED In blood. wearing black thermal underwear and wearing a t-shirt wrapped around his hand! I'm like.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;whaaaaaaaaaat&lt;/span&gt;????????? At this point, the sheer curtain fell right out of the window and landed on the floor exposing the young man to Codi, my rottweiler who promptly went ape-shit upon seeing this bloody person. I asked him through the window if I could help him, to which he replied, "Please call my mom." I had the phone in my hand and asked him for the number and dialed. There was no answer. I asked him if he wanted me to call the police and he said NO. I told him I would be right back (with the phone still to my ear) and to not move. I went up to my room and called the police. I told them that there was a bloody man on my patio, what had transpired up to this point and to get somebody here.. FAST!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;    I went back downstairs where I could get the boy back into my line of sight, and I found him slumped over on the patio. It looked as if he had &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;collapsed&lt;/span&gt;. I let &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Matani&lt;/span&gt; the wonder &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;spaz&lt;/span&gt; out of his kennel, dawned a little self-protection and went out onto the patio to see what was going on. He was still &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;conscious&lt;/span&gt; and told me that he had been approached by a group of people who asked him for a smoke then beat him up. At that point I called his mom again and this time she answered. I confirmed with the woman on the phone that she had a son by the name he gave me. She said she was his mom and I gave him the phone. He started whimpering telling his mom that he had been beat up. I gave his mom the address to my house and informed her that the police were on their way. I asked if I could give her son some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;advil&lt;/span&gt; and she said okay.  I went into the house, grabbed him some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;advil&lt;/span&gt;, a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;pepsi&lt;/span&gt; and a bag of ice (after telling him not to open my door or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Matani&lt;/span&gt; would eat him). When I came back out and gave him the items the police showed up. Two cars at first, followed by about 6 more cars, a fire truck and an ambulance!!!!!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; Can you say "WELCOME TO THE NEIGHBORHOOD!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I told the primary officer (we'll call him "Officer Hot-pants" for now &lt;insert&gt;) what the boy had told me, then I went into the house while the police questioned him. I am still not sure what the extent of his injuries were. I do believe he had the hell beat out of him, and more than likely had been cut with a knife as he had some very deep gashes in his hand. His neck and pants had been cut, and there was blood all over his face. He seemed very scared, very weak and very lethargic. He was also freezing. The paramedics put him into the van and began trying to warm him up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Officer Hot-Pants beckoned me back outside to tell me what he had discovered. Apparently this young man was 16 years old. He told the police that he had gotten into a vehicle with some people he did not know to smoke some pot and they hurt him. The police had received a call before I had called about a young man standing in the middle of an intersection near my home trying to wave cars down. The kid had told me that this incident happened about 10 minutes away, and he had walked to my neighborhood. Officer &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;yumminess&lt;/span&gt;... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;errr&lt;/span&gt; Hot-Pants said that the kid WAS very hurt, but was also very stoned, and judging by the way he was dressed he was probably up to no good. I asked the officer if there had been any burglaries in my neighborhood and he said no. He proudly reported that this is 'HIS' neighborhood and he wouldn't &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;tolerate&lt;/span&gt; that kind of stuff in 'HIS' neighborhood. Had there been any wrong-doing in this neighborhood, he would have let me know. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Then&lt;/span&gt; he told me his exact schedule, what days he works and that he's always very near by in case anything were to happen again. (Because bloody people show up on my doorstep &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;a lot&lt;/span&gt;??...) The caring officer did thank me for what I had done for the child, but reinforced that when bloody people show up on my doorstep I should only speak to them through the window and not open the door. That's what HE'S for.  He could see my killer attack dogs, but I didn't think it proper to tell him about my personal protection. I understand what he was saying. In retrospect, I should not have opened the door as I didn't know what was beyond the porch. I'm sure the cutie pie was just extremely concerned about my personal safety *laugh*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;            We chatted for a bit about the neighborhood and the kid and then I went back in the house because.. well... it was very cold outside.  Not too many minutes later (maybe 15) there was another knock at the door. I opened it and there stood the boys mom, wanting to know where her son was. I walked out onto the patio and saw that the barrage of emergency vehicles that had blocked off my street about 5 minutes before had all packed it in and left. I told this poor woman what I knew about her son, how he looked and acted while he was here, the story he told me and that he had told the police something else, though I did not tell her what her son had told Officer Hot Pants, let them break her heart.. I didn't want to do it, it wasn't my place.  I told her they were planning on taking him to the near-by hospital. I wished her luck, and that I hoped her boy was okay. She thanked me and left.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;These things just happen to me. Weird shit just ALWAYS happens to me!  I do hope the kid is okay, and that maybe he learned a valuable lesson tonight. I am glad that I was able to help him to get the help he needed tonight so he didn't continue to run around lost, bleeding and cold. I hope the punks who did this to him get caught...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ahhhh Monday night excitement!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1548517554018015057-8523880100473211189?l=kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com/feeds/8523880100473211189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1548517554018015057&amp;postID=8523880100473211189&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548517554018015057/posts/default/8523880100473211189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548517554018015057/posts/default/8523880100473211189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com/2009/01/uhmmm-ooooooooookay.html' title='Uhmmm ...  OoooooooooKay?!'/><author><name>Krissy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09680262941993831043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SYTm6vS1fTI/AAAAAAAABEs/R7TP-HN8f_E/S220/krissy3+mod.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1548517554018015057.post-3440324541203873204</id><published>2009-01-14T23:12:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T23:16:54.974-07:00</updated><title type='text'>There is something WRONG with me...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Today, not only did I lock my keys (and that damn phone) in the car, but I also locked my two-year-old son in the car too.  How? I have NO flippin' idea. At this point, I am convinced that my car is doing this on purpose.  Again, I called Onstar (after borrowing an SUV - yes, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;SUV&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; that had onstar) and then a cell phone because the SUV's Onstar service wasn't working. And started ranting into the phone something about a car, a baby and UNLOCK IT NOW!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He did.. I drove away wondering if perhaps I was just born without the gene that keeps me from doing this.... repeatedly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;GOOD LORD!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1548517554018015057-3440324541203873204?l=kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com/feeds/3440324541203873204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1548517554018015057&amp;postID=3440324541203873204&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548517554018015057/posts/default/3440324541203873204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548517554018015057/posts/default/3440324541203873204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com/2009/01/there-is-something-wrong-with-me.html' title='There is something WRONG with me...'/><author><name>Krissy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09680262941993831043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SYTm6vS1fTI/AAAAAAAABEs/R7TP-HN8f_E/S220/krissy3+mod.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1548517554018015057.post-3538362354629203025</id><published>2009-01-01T22:46:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T23:09:02.641-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sooooooooo Monday was Ashlis  bestest friend Calista's birthday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;HAPPY 5th BIRTHDAY CALISTI SWEETIE!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;What do three gorgeous littles do for a birthday? &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Skating&lt;/span&gt;? No, too much work. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Party&lt;/span&gt;? No, too old fashioned. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sleepover&lt;/span&gt;? No, not yet.&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Zoo&lt;/span&gt;? No, too much poop. No, these little divas packed it up and headed off to the SPA. Yeah, you don't need to go back and read that again, I said "SPA".  Stacey found a great little place near our houses that is a spa, for kiddos. MAN this place rocks! Calista, Tori and Ashli all went in and had the works! There were peppermint pedicures, facials, glittery lotion rubs,  manicures, glittery make-up, princess (and punk rock) hair doos,with sparkly hairspray,  lolly-pops, jewelry, webkins, cameras, flashes, mama and paprazzis going ape nuts and two very tired (yet thoroughly amused) beauticians! We ended our 2.5 hour spa day with many walks and runs down the modeling cat-walk in the spa with the girls (Ashli) singing "Jingle Bells"  (of course) LOL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;To say the girls had a good time would be a devastating understatement. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;To say that the moms were a teeny bit jealous? Well... it took every bit of self control we had to keep our feet out of those "Toe Baths" as Ashli so eloquently described them!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thanks for inviting us Stacey, we had a BLAST!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SV2sTQ3SGzI/AAAAAAAABAM/S1wTCaiPEh4/s1600-h/chillin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SV2sTQ3SGzI/AAAAAAAABAM/S1wTCaiPEh4/s400/chillin.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286570984547162930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The girls kicking back with their feet in the peppermint "toe baths" while watching Kung-fu Panda. (Notice the facials?) Gah! I've NEVAH had a facial! I'm dripping with envy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SV2sTeYvDZI/AAAAAAAABAE/H2yKFsqKQj8/s1600-h/calista+facial.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SV2sTeYvDZI/AAAAAAAABAE/H2yKFsqKQj8/s400/calista+facial.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286570988177132946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Calista's facial.. CUTE CUTE CUTE!!!  I think it was a white chocolate facial? Not sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SV2q7yo4ekI/AAAAAAAAA_8/x7CLtwJkDHc/s1600-h/princess.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SV2q7yo4ekI/AAAAAAAAA_8/x7CLtwJkDHc/s400/princess.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286569481785080386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is Ashli after she had her hair and makeup done. She had a BEAUTIFUL princess hairdo, it pained me to take it out that night!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SV2q7h7bbqI/AAAAAAAAA_0/nxnR6LtH-Ig/s1600-h/manicure.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SV2q7h7bbqI/AAAAAAAAA_0/nxnR6LtH-Ig/s400/manicure.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286569477299465890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Three little ladies lined up for their manicures... LOL!  Too precious eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SV2qkLmqgqI/AAAAAAAAA_s/m0OGt3qn48Q/s1600-h/mani.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SV2qkLmqgqI/AAAAAAAAA_s/m0OGt3qn48Q/s400/mani.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286569076169802402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Everything PURPLE! Fingers, Toes towels, rings, toe ring.. you name it~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SV2qj7DOnjI/AAAAAAAAA_k/DsPucvnvsQo/s1600-h/hair+makeup.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SV2qj7DOnjI/AAAAAAAAA_k/DsPucvnvsQo/s400/hair+makeup.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286569071726206514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ashli's hair and makeup again  (sigh, i wish I could make it look like that!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SV2qjQBK2hI/AAAAAAAAA_c/IJTYLWo2Lw4/s1600-h/hair.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SV2qjQBK2hI/AAAAAAAAA_c/IJTYLWo2Lw4/s400/hair.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286569060174846482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is Ashli cracking everyone up while she was getting her hair done. She had everyone in stitches the WHOLE time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SV2qjPN2dPI/AAAAAAAAA_U/Cuj9jck5mcY/s1600-h/facial1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SV2qjPN2dPI/AAAAAAAAA_U/Cuj9jck5mcY/s400/facial1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286569059959600370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lovin it, and she's totally a natural. That's scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SV2qivEZWZI/AAAAAAAAA_M/l-YszoO9IAw/s1600-h/facial.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SV2qivEZWZI/AAAAAAAAA_M/l-YszoO9IAw/s400/facial.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286569051330009490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sorry for the crappy photos. I was shooting raw indoors with no external flash and almost ALL of my photos came out blurry! I have got to get this fine-tuned!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1548517554018015057-3538362354629203025?l=kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com/feeds/3538362354629203025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1548517554018015057&amp;postID=3538362354629203025&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548517554018015057/posts/default/3538362354629203025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548517554018015057/posts/default/3538362354629203025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com/2009/01/sooooooooo-monday-was-ashlis-bestest.html' title=''/><author><name>Krissy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09680262941993831043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SYTm6vS1fTI/AAAAAAAABEs/R7TP-HN8f_E/S220/krissy3+mod.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SV2sTQ3SGzI/AAAAAAAABAM/S1wTCaiPEh4/s72-c/chillin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1548517554018015057.post-3622303487560022914</id><published>2009-01-01T22:22:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T22:40:14.884-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just testing.. and teasing   =o)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SV2ndfrqCtI/AAAAAAAAA-0/WEl1EO90WIE/s1600-h/web+tile+175.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 175px; height: 175px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SV2ndfrqCtI/AAAAAAAAA-0/WEl1EO90WIE/s400/web+tile+175.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286565662765484754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SV2l9qy69_I/AAAAAAAAA-s/3mgn97Mg8iQ/s1600-h/Blinkie+size.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 50px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SV2l9qy69_I/AAAAAAAAA-s/3mgn97Mg8iQ/s400/Blinkie+size.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286564016481302514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Can anyone build a kick - butt blinkie? Man, I suck! LOL~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1548517554018015057-3622303487560022914?l=kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com/feeds/3622303487560022914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1548517554018015057&amp;postID=3622303487560022914&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548517554018015057/posts/default/3622303487560022914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548517554018015057/posts/default/3622303487560022914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com/2009/01/just-testing-and-teasing-o.html' title='Just testing.. and teasing   =o)'/><author><name>Krissy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09680262941993831043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SYTm6vS1fTI/AAAAAAAABEs/R7TP-HN8f_E/S220/krissy3+mod.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SV2ndfrqCtI/AAAAAAAAA-0/WEl1EO90WIE/s72-c/web+tile+175.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1548517554018015057.post-6018757468408997712</id><published>2008-12-24T21:46:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T22:09:34.727-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hallelujah and Merry Christmas!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am bowing down before the RAW gods. I've had this silly little camera of mine for a year and a half now and have not had the nerve to start shooting in RAW format. I braved going to all manual settings and that seemed a large enough jump into photography for me! OH  MY GOSH!!!!!!! &lt;a href="http://heathertaylorphoto.com/"&gt;Heather&lt;/a&gt;!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!  WHY didn't you smack me and MAKE me shoot RAW?! My wonderful photographer friend!  It wasn't until I saw what my good friend &lt;a href="http://naranjostwm.blogspot.com/"&gt;Wendy&lt;/a&gt; was doing with her macro shots in RAW that I decided to take the plunge.... today. HOLY CRAP! What an amazing difference in both quality and editing capabilities! NOW, I get it.  (shaking head)  I get it. BRING ON THE PHOTO SHOOTS! LMAOOOOOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here are some random shots that i've been meaning to put onto my blog but haven't. And a couple that I shot RAW today (YAY ME!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I hope you all have a wonderful, beautiful Christmas, and a prosperous and Happy New Year!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SVMTXZFSxqI/AAAAAAAAA-U/N0rhEejl--0/s1600-h/8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SVMTXZFSxqI/AAAAAAAAA-U/N0rhEejl--0/s400/8.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283588080426731170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here's one I took of Ashli today while we made cookies. Isn't licking the mixer thingy the best part about  making cookies? I think so! So does Ash!  (Shot in RAW)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SVMTXB97fxI/AAAAAAAAA-M/o0h7g-9xL8A/s1600-h/7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SVMTXB97fxI/AAAAAAAAA-M/o0h7g-9xL8A/s400/7.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283588074221829906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;While I was experimenting with my new found RAWness, Mason was my willing? subject. All of the photos I shot today would have been deleted had I not had the extended editing capabilites that come along with RAW shooting. ESPECIALLY the photo above!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SVMTWyrHeFI/AAAAAAAAA-E/zj7uaAC9sl8/s1600-h/6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SVMTWyrHeFI/AAAAAAAAA-E/zj7uaAC9sl8/s400/6.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283588070116390994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Another one of my "would have been deleted shots".  Now? One of my favorites of Bubby this Christmas!  Yes, yes, I know. Bad call putting him in an orange sweater LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SVMTWtHo6MI/AAAAAAAAA98/YEhKKa5PGCM/s1600-h/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SVMTWtHo6MI/AAAAAAAAA98/YEhKKa5PGCM/s400/4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283588068625410242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bubbs helping to re-decorate the tree. He's enjoyed trying to figure out how to re-hang the ornaments he rips off!  (RAW)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SVMSHjIadeI/AAAAAAAAA90/BVNb0vy7bjQ/s1600-h/5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SVMSHjIadeI/AAAAAAAAA90/BVNb0vy7bjQ/s400/5.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283586708734637538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me continuing to stalk my son. And him running at me (ready to throw my camera I'm sure).  RAW&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SVMSHLHKCKI/AAAAAAAAA9k/NldZQG8ncc0/s1600-h/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SVMSHLHKCKI/AAAAAAAAA9k/NldZQG8ncc0/s400/3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283586702286915746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bubbs doing that "ornament thing" again. But hey, it made for some good pics!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SVMSGzked4I/AAAAAAAAA9c/ZSZWR-Xl_0Y/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SVMSGzked4I/AAAAAAAAA9c/ZSZWR-Xl_0Y/s400/2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283586695967438722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here's Ash by the tree. Not shot in RAW, but I thought it was cute anyway!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SVMSGhS3UbI/AAAAAAAAA9U/CsLHgDKOq9w/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 284px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SVMSGhS3UbI/AAAAAAAAA9U/CsLHgDKOq9w/s400/1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283586691061731762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dad and bubbs in November when we went on a veeeeeeeeery long hike. Mason and Ashli did SO well. They hiked a few miles with us through some pretty tough terrain (well, it would be tough if you were three feet tall) and came through like champs! Way to go kids!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I would show you photos of the kids with Santa, but in my "Spring Computer Cleaning" I seem to have DELETED my scanner! Add that to the list of stuff to fix! HA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;MERRY CHRISTMAS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1548517554018015057-6018757468408997712?l=kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com/feeds/6018757468408997712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1548517554018015057&amp;postID=6018757468408997712&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548517554018015057/posts/default/6018757468408997712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548517554018015057/posts/default/6018757468408997712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com/2008/12/hallelujah-and-merry-christmas.html' title='Hallelujah and Merry Christmas!'/><author><name>Krissy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09680262941993831043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SYTm6vS1fTI/AAAAAAAABEs/R7TP-HN8f_E/S220/krissy3+mod.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SVMTXZFSxqI/AAAAAAAAA-U/N0rhEejl--0/s72-c/8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1548517554018015057.post-453551953332791255</id><published>2008-12-16T22:04:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T22:06:19.487-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Memories of Fall 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here is a digi (I know, faint - right?) from me using Stacey's Cinnamon Spice kit. This kit really is FANTASTIC and you can dl it free on her blog &lt;a href="http://www.sjtowers.blogspot.com/"&gt;HERE.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SUiIoxpvPuI/AAAAAAAAA2g/I-qYyQ-Ku5E/s1600-h/Fall+2008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SUiIoxpvPuI/AAAAAAAAA2g/I-qYyQ-Ku5E/s400/Fall+2008.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280620797196451554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1548517554018015057-453551953332791255?l=kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com/feeds/453551953332791255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1548517554018015057&amp;postID=453551953332791255&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548517554018015057/posts/default/453551953332791255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548517554018015057/posts/default/453551953332791255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com/2008/12/memories-of-fall-2008.html' title='Memories of Fall 2008'/><author><name>Krissy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09680262941993831043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SYTm6vS1fTI/AAAAAAAABEs/R7TP-HN8f_E/S220/krissy3+mod.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SUiIoxpvPuI/AAAAAAAAA2g/I-qYyQ-Ku5E/s72-c/Fall+2008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1548517554018015057.post-1904245542440215252</id><published>2008-12-16T20:32:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T20:47:58.786-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I {heart} my Secret Santa!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Well, well, well... today I discovered the identity of my "Secret Santa". I'd been wondering for a while who she was and today I found out! Thank you Rebecca for the wonderful package! Some of my very favorite things were in there. Each gift I opened was most DEFINITELY something I would have picked for myself! You rock! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Not only did she include some awesome scrappy goodness, but chocolates (a woman after my own heart I tell you!), and a BEAUTIFUL handmade card, along with one of the most beautiful mini albums I've ever seen. Rebecca is a master at distressing everything. You should definitely check out her blog &lt;a href="http://www.byondbzr.blogspot.com/"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Here are some photos of the goodies I received, thanks again honey! LOVE IT!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SUhzzN65q9I/AAAAAAAAA2Y/WJZ1FEebs50/s1600-h/IMG_4074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SUhzzN65q9I/AAAAAAAAA2Y/WJZ1FEebs50/s400/IMG_4074.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280597886839139282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lovely pearl stickers which I just ran out of (thank you!), Beautiful Primas that are SO my style and a great asst. of gems. PERFECTION!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SUhzy4B3T8I/AAAAAAAAA2Q/WTVMamE3PAk/s1600-h/IMG_4071.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SUhzy4B3T8I/AAAAAAAAA2Q/WTVMamE3PAk/s400/IMG_4071.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280597880962764738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;LOVE that spice candle, it smells SO yummy! A bottle of MORE yummy primas and uhm HELLO?! CHOCOLATE! I'm eating one right now, they are TOTALLY YUMMY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SUhzy1svP2I/AAAAAAAAA2I/ky6_4Lwmgvw/s1600-h/IMG_4069.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SUhzy1svP2I/AAAAAAAAA2I/ky6_4Lwmgvw/s400/IMG_4069.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280597880337284962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Isn't this card gorgeous? I just LOVE handmade cards. Now for a SECOND time, I find myself asking Rebecca ," Where did you find those poinsettias?" LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SUhzywaTE_I/AAAAAAAAA2A/EmHbUVyVi4Q/s1600-h/IMG_4067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SUhzywaTE_I/AAAAAAAAA2A/EmHbUVyVi4Q/s400/IMG_4067.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280597878917764082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Lot, I'm a lucky girl eh? Thanks "Santa"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SUhzyr7hQiI/AAAAAAAAA14/3KkGjORvPoY/s1600-h/IMG_4068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SUhzyr7hQiI/AAAAAAAAA14/3KkGjORvPoY/s400/IMG_4068.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280597877714928162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Is this not just BEAUTIFUL?! Oh my I nearly choked when I opened up this beauty! It's a LOVELY HAND MADE mini album that Rebecca created for my family. Unbelievable how talented this lady is. I really REALLY love this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1548517554018015057-1904245542440215252?l=kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com/feeds/1904245542440215252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1548517554018015057&amp;postID=1904245542440215252&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548517554018015057/posts/default/1904245542440215252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548517554018015057/posts/default/1904245542440215252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-heart-my-secret-santa.html' title='I {heart} my Secret Santa!'/><author><name>Krissy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09680262941993831043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SYTm6vS1fTI/AAAAAAAABEs/R7TP-HN8f_E/S220/krissy3+mod.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SUhzzN65q9I/AAAAAAAAA2Y/WJZ1FEebs50/s72-c/IMG_4074.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1548517554018015057.post-5629171333570751919</id><published>2008-12-14T22:16:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T22:45:37.727-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Y'/><title type='text'>Two new AWESOME digi kits!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;Yes,  I am a walking? ad campaign for my dear friends! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stacey just released TWO  new complete, jam packed digital scrappy kits in her store! They are jam packed with LOTS of embellishments, definitely check them out &lt;a href="http://www.eidou.com/cubecart/index.php?act=viewAff&amp;amp;affId=17"&gt;HERE. &lt;/a&gt; And here's a tiny secret... shhhhhhh,  *looks around suspiciously* if you go to her blog &lt;a href="http://www.sjtowers.blogspot.com/"&gt;(HERE)&lt;/a&gt; she is &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;giving away&lt;/span&gt;parts of a mega kit each day for&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt; FREE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SUXujJh4DRI/AAAAAAAAA1w/x1fNB1GkVxI/s1600-h/that+70s+christmas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 166px; height: 166px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SUXujJh4DRI/AAAAAAAAA1w/x1fNB1GkVxI/s400/that+70s+christmas.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279888425782611218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hmmm I don't know what happened with that little guy there. Apparently my stellar blogging skills are seriously lacking lately!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SUXpKmXjYRI/AAAAAAAAA1o/I_tHkTLzRuU/s1600-h/always+in+my+heart.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SUXpKmXjYRI/AAAAAAAAA1o/I_tHkTLzRuU/s400/always+in+my+heart.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279882506469073170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.eidou.com/cubecart/index.php?act=viewAff&amp;amp;affId=17"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1548517554018015057-5629171333570751919?l=kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com/feeds/5629171333570751919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1548517554018015057&amp;postID=5629171333570751919&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548517554018015057/posts/default/5629171333570751919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548517554018015057/posts/default/5629171333570751919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com/2008/12/two-new-awesome-digi-kits.html' title='Two new AWESOME digi kits!'/><author><name>Krissy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09680262941993831043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SYTm6vS1fTI/AAAAAAAABEs/R7TP-HN8f_E/S220/krissy3+mod.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SUXujJh4DRI/AAAAAAAAA1w/x1fNB1GkVxI/s72-c/that+70s+christmas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1548517554018015057.post-8362997226959301168</id><published>2008-12-13T21:29:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T14:20:24.772-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I feel old...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You know, sometimes you see something, or hear something that just kind of hits you in the gut and makes you feel really damn old.  Maybe you see a photo of yourself, and notice that you are getting wrinkles around your eyes, or you find a few gray hairs and think it's "distinguished". Maybe the National Finals Rodeo comes and goes yet again, reminding you of those never ending wild nights you usedto have not so many years ago... or maybe, just &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;maybe&lt;/span&gt; you are listening to the radio and the announcer informs you that Nikki Sixx just turned FIFTY FRICKEN YEARS OLD! Yep. 50.  5-0 folks. *shaking head*.  If you don't know who Nikki Sixx is, get off my blog! Because that means you are either too young to remember and &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;YOU&lt;/span&gt; will make me feel old, or you slept through the 80's.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1548517554018015057-8362997226959301168?l=kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com/feeds/8362997226959301168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1548517554018015057&amp;postID=8362997226959301168&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548517554018015057/posts/default/8362997226959301168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548517554018015057/posts/default/8362997226959301168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-feel-old_13.html' title='I feel old...'/><author><name>Krissy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09680262941993831043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SYTm6vS1fTI/AAAAAAAABEs/R7TP-HN8f_E/S220/krissy3+mod.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1548517554018015057.post-4086012290997819083</id><published>2008-12-08T22:58:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T23:05:22.997-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Some Digi Goodness</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lots of you (traitors) dabble in the dark-side of scrapbooking. My dear friend Stacey is now designing her own lines of digital kits that are flat out AWESOME!  She created the cutest Christmas alpha and kit! She is giving the alpha away and you can check out the Christmas kit and all of her other fabulous creations at her store &lt;a href="http://www.eidou.com/cubecart/index.php?act=viewAff&amp;amp;affId=17"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/ST4KAhT33II/AAAAAAAAA1U/9dNCp_2K3u0/s1600-h/candycanealpha.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 390px; height: 390px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/ST4KAhT33II/AAAAAAAAA1U/9dNCp_2K3u0/s400/candycanealpha.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277666817382800514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/ST4J59PVLeI/AAAAAAAAA1M/-mRC6EIVzgA/s400/Snow+is+Glistening.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277666704620858850" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1548517554018015057-4086012290997819083?l=kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com/feeds/4086012290997819083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1548517554018015057&amp;postID=4086012290997819083&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548517554018015057/posts/default/4086012290997819083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548517554018015057/posts/default/4086012290997819083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com/2008/12/some-digi-goodness.html' title='Some Digi Goodness'/><author><name>Krissy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09680262941993831043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SYTm6vS1fTI/AAAAAAAABEs/R7TP-HN8f_E/S220/krissy3+mod.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/ST4KAhT33II/AAAAAAAAA1U/9dNCp_2K3u0/s72-c/candycanealpha.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1548517554018015057.post-5639259814732373702</id><published>2008-12-07T22:40:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T22:45:32.996-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Families'/><title type='text'>A Family Affair...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are a few shots from a session I did today with a really LARGE family, 14 people in all.It was a real pleasure working with these folks! They were SO easy to photograph, and a very very nice family!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/STyz-XMHk4I/AAAAAAAAA1E/ws47yXHDJlI/s1600-h/IMG_3906mod.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/STyz-XMHk4I/AAAAAAAAA1E/ws47yXHDJlI/s400/IMG_3906mod.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277290747329483650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/STyz4jHzZAI/AAAAAAAAA08/KNlpXrg6ykM/s1600-h/IMG_4002mod.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/STyz4jHzZAI/AAAAAAAAA08/KNlpXrg6ykM/s400/IMG_4002mod.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277290647453393922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/STyz4XaGI0I/AAAAAAAAA00/-xxtDV3C__0/s1600-h/IMG_3889.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/STyz4XaGI0I/AAAAAAAAA00/-xxtDV3C__0/s400/IMG_3889.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277290644308894530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/STyz37k_E5I/AAAAAAAAA0s/q_204bpmiEs/s1600-h/IMG_3873.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 277px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/STyz37k_E5I/AAAAAAAAA0s/q_204bpmiEs/s400/IMG_3873.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277290636838376338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/STyz3iYFSbI/AAAAAAAAA0k/HLK9n9eUWV8/s1600-h/IMG_3892.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 248px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/STyz3iYFSbI/AAAAAAAAA0k/HLK9n9eUWV8/s400/IMG_3892.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277290630073371058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/STyz26fTivI/AAAAAAAAA0c/qpMVVnll128/s1600-h/IMG_3906mod2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/STyz26fTivI/AAAAAAAAA0c/qpMVVnll128/s400/IMG_3906mod2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277290619366247154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1548517554018015057-5639259814732373702?l=kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com/feeds/5639259814732373702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1548517554018015057&amp;postID=5639259814732373702&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548517554018015057/posts/default/5639259814732373702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548517554018015057/posts/default/5639259814732373702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com/2008/12/family-affair.html' title='A Family Affair...'/><author><name>Krissy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09680262941993831043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SYTm6vS1fTI/AAAAAAAABEs/R7TP-HN8f_E/S220/krissy3+mod.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/STyz-XMHk4I/AAAAAAAAA1E/ws47yXHDJlI/s72-c/IMG_3906mod.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1548517554018015057.post-1695444701998550371</id><published>2008-11-24T22:03:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T22:42:16.455-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A moment of of unbelievable humiliation..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thanks to my sweet, precious, adorable, perfect daughter, I have experienced a level of humiliation I previously &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;thought&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;unattainable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ash and I went to Michael's tonight to pick up a few things (thanks &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Rebecca&lt;/span&gt;!) and we were in line to check out. The lady in front of us had a few returns, and a few purchases. Needless to say, we were in line for quite a while. While in line, Ash struck up a conversation with the sweet lady returning things. Ashli had that lady and the cashier laughing and smiling with her cute and sweet ramblings, her screeching laughter pierced the silence of the store. FINALLY... It was our turn to check out and Ash was sweet talking the cashier like she always does. I was half paying attention to her while I was digging in my purse for my wallet to pay. Then it happened. I heard that sweet, angelic voice pipe up and say, "Wow! You've got a BIG butt!"  I looked up just in time to see the cashier return from her bent over position and stare at me with a half shocked / half disgusted look on her face. My heart sank all the way to my shoes and my jaw dropped even lower than that! Of course I chastised Ashli for her rude and extremely improper outburst and had her apologize to the still shocked woman and then we RAN for the door. OH MY GOSH!!!!!!!!!  Ashli was SO upset. She didn't understand what she had done wrong. When I told her that she had hurt that woman's feelings by saying her butt was big, she replied by saying, "But mom, all giants have big butts." &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh&lt;/span&gt; Lord...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What is a mom to do?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1548517554018015057-1695444701998550371?l=kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com/feeds/1695444701998550371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1548517554018015057&amp;postID=1695444701998550371&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548517554018015057/posts/default/1695444701998550371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548517554018015057/posts/default/1695444701998550371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com/2008/11/moment-of-of-unbelievale-humiliation.html' title='A moment of of unbelievable humiliation..'/><author><name>Krissy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09680262941993831043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SYTm6vS1fTI/AAAAAAAABEs/R7TP-HN8f_E/S220/krissy3+mod.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1548517554018015057.post-26450618418806762</id><published>2008-11-21T22:02:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T22:13:38.680-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I {heart} Technology...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If you read my blog on any kind of a regular basis you know that I am CONSTANTLY losing my keys, or locking my keys (and cell phone) in the car. I swear this is an every-other-week thing with me. It's so rediculous at this point that it's even kind of comical.  No, not really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Today I had a VERY special and VERY delicious lunch date with Ashli at her pre-school. The children worked very hard and prepared  a lovely meal of Pumpkin bread and Pork &amp;amp; Beans with hot dogs. Mason and I arrived for the meal, and when it was time to go I came to the all-to-familiar realization that the keys (and the phone) are locked in the car. AGAIN! Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I went back into the pre-school and started calling home. Home is the only number I know by heart (the rest of the numbers are programed into the damn phone... in the damn car).  Gregg of course is asleep because he works nights. Any phones within his earshot have the ringers turned off.  I sat in the class room for about 40 minutes calling and calling and calling. Hoping that he might just wake up and hear the phone...   I began to get pity looks from the other parents in the room, and one lovely mom who obviously felt VERY bad for me even offered to give us a ride home. Then, like a brick to the forehead it hit me.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*I have OnSTAR*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(Cue the orchestra, and let the angels sing)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;DUH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!  I'VE HAD ONSTAR FOR A YEAR NOW!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Why just now do I realize this????? Do you know how much aggrivation this could have saved me if I'd have realized this MONTHS ago?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I called Onstar and explained to the sweet guy on the phone that I was locked out of my car and trapped in a pre-school room full of 4 year olds. He understood the urgency of my situation and offered to help.   This man, in God knows where America sent a flippin' LASER beam from &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;OUTER FRIGGIN' SPACE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  down to my car, and popped the locks! NO SHIT! It took him a half a second to break into my car from... uhmm..  I have no idea where! I am so in love with OnStar! Ya, I'll be renewing my service contract with them, I'm just sorry it took me so long to realize I had this tool in the box!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1548517554018015057-26450618418806762?l=kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com/feeds/26450618418806762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1548517554018015057&amp;postID=26450618418806762&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548517554018015057/posts/default/26450618418806762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548517554018015057/posts/default/26450618418806762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-heart-technology.html' title='I {heart} Technology...'/><author><name>Krissy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09680262941993831043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SYTm6vS1fTI/AAAAAAAABEs/R7TP-HN8f_E/S220/krissy3+mod.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1548517554018015057.post-3716764280332311212</id><published>2008-11-17T13:58:00.008-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T14:26:52.110-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I've been a busy girl... doing something for ME!  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;YAY&lt;/span&gt;!  I have been wanting to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;create&lt;/span&gt; an advent calendar for my kids for a really long time. This week I finally got it done! (Thanks Amy for helping me find the right calendar).  This is a Karen Foster 8" x 8" x 1.5" countdown box. It has 25 drawers that measure 1.5" x 1.5". Ya, I know. I went cross-eyed working on this one! LOL!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I very proudly used Cosmo Cricket's "Wonderland" line for the papers here. They are my alltime favorite Christmas line out there... and for good reason!  I also used the following products: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Rubz- Basic Grey, Cosmo Cricket&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Stickers - K&amp;amp;Co, Mark Richards (gems)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Stickles (Uhm helloooooooooooooo! Love these!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lots and LOTS of thickers &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Prima flowers (of course)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Colorbox fluid chalk&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mod Podge&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SSHb7xe97RI/AAAAAAAAA0M/TpU7mQBz14k/s1600-h/IMG_3514.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 302px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SSHb7xe97RI/AAAAAAAAA0M/TpU7mQBz14k/s400/IMG_3514.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269734858942180626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Front View&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SSHb0o28oMI/AAAAAAAAA0E/Ns9hgYNxOM8/s1600-h/IMG_3518.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 323px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SSHb0o28oMI/AAAAAAAAA0E/Ns9hgYNxOM8/s400/IMG_3518.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269734736367755458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;From the back. The script reads, "In the air there's a feeling of Christmas".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SSHb0VnxKZI/AAAAAAAAAz8/a7gAaMND1mY/s1600-h/IMG_3550.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SSHb0VnxKZI/AAAAAAAAAz8/a7gAaMND1mY/s400/IMG_3550.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269734731203815826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Some cose-ups of the drawers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lemme tell ya, i.5" x 1.5" is NOT a lot of workspace!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SSHb0PnGRtI/AAAAAAAAAz0/eKjEfbs91A8/s1600-h/IMG_3552.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SSHb0PnGRtI/AAAAAAAAAz0/eKjEfbs91A8/s400/IMG_3552.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269734729590392530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SSHbzzl-V1I/AAAAAAAAAzs/pK2fY5s03Zs/s1600-h/IMG_3553.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SSHbzzl-V1I/AAAAAAAAAzs/pK2fY5s03Zs/s400/IMG_3553.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269734722069485394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SSHbjGkjQ6I/AAAAAAAAAzk/Dx7E6a_cZTw/s1600-h/IMG_3556.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SSHbjGkjQ6I/AAAAAAAAAzk/Dx7E6a_cZTw/s400/IMG_3556.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269734435106014114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SSHbjJX2NtI/AAAAAAAAAzc/qTEqRQwG-Jw/s1600-h/IMG_3557.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SSHbjJX2NtI/AAAAAAAAAzc/qTEqRQwG-Jw/s400/IMG_3557.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269734435858036434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SSHbimOygyI/AAAAAAAAAzU/zAa_P06xP68/s1600-h/IMG_3558.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SSHbimOygyI/AAAAAAAAAzU/zAa_P06xP68/s400/IMG_3558.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269734426424804130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SSHbibvCoNI/AAAAAAAAAzM/CBu1En_e2lg/s1600-h/IMG_3560.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SSHbibvCoNI/AAAAAAAAAzM/CBu1En_e2lg/s400/IMG_3560.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269734423607288018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The wooden sign at the top is also by Karen Foster and reads, "No pouting allowed".  Too bad Ashli can't read yet... LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SSHbiPGPofI/AAAAAAAAAzE/t-BllaTeIMs/s1600-h/IMG_3565.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SSHbiPGPofI/AAAAAAAAAzE/t-BllaTeIMs/s400/IMG_3565.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269734420214948338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I put this on the back so that hopefully, future generations will know I made it. =o) Awww Sappy sappy right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Now, for more (yes, this post is SUPER LONG I have lots to say!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You will recall that we just moved to our new neighborhood this past August. The one thing I miss noticeably about our old neighborhood are the rabbits. It was very common for us to have 1-6 cotton tail bunnies sleeping or sunning themselves in our front yard every day! They were pleasant to have around. There are NO rabbits at our new place. They are one of those things you really don't miss, until you don't see them anymore. =o(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But guess what!?!?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Matani went APE nuts the other night when I let him outside. I've never heard this dog bark and go mad like he did, so of course I go running outside like mama Rambo ready to shoot someone and what should I see on the other side of my fence???? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;No silly, not a rabbit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A DEER!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Who needs stinkin' rabbits when I HAVE DEER!!!!!!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I desperately wanted to get a photo but it was REALLY dark out and she was just too far outside of flash range. Not to mention I didn't want to blind her and have her go running into the street!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well folks,  TODAY I found her. Rather; Gregg found her! She was sleeping in between the neighbor's houses. So off I tramp camera in hand to finally catch a photo of her. She is a loner. No herd. I hope she will be okay this winter. I will be keeping my eyes peeled for her. I took this photo at 8:30 this morning. It's now nearly 2:30p.m. and she is still snoozing in the same place! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yes, I love having friendly woodland creatures!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SSHbP4tyyQI/AAAAAAAAAy8/pkoMcJnPXwg/s1600-h/IMG_3575.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 315px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SSHbP4tyyQI/AAAAAAAAAy8/pkoMcJnPXwg/s400/IMG_3575.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269734104969169154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Are those ears not the cutest ginormous ears EVAH?? I love them!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;These are just some REALLY cool shots of an amazing sunset we had last night. I'm a sucker for a killer sunset... and a full moon...   *sigh*  Yes, I do love a full moon.... oh but that's a totally DIFFERENT Story that I probably shouldn't share with you people. So, here are some completely untouched sunset shots.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SSHbLi1i3EI/AAAAAAAAAy0/gNRWkAj0pco/s1600-h/IMG_3568.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SSHbLi1i3EI/AAAAAAAAAy0/gNRWkAj0pco/s400/IMG_3568.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269734030376623170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SSHbLG_0u9I/AAAAAAAAAys/49eXCvszlgc/s1600-h/IMG_3569.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SSHbLG_0u9I/AAAAAAAAAys/49eXCvszlgc/s400/IMG_3569.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269734022903544786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SSHbD4EGAcI/AAAAAAAAAyk/hP6puY-oR9A/s1600-h/blog+signature.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 100px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SSHbD4EGAcI/AAAAAAAAAyk/hP6puY-oR9A/s400/blog+signature.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269733898635837890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1548517554018015057-3716764280332311212?l=kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com/feeds/3716764280332311212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1548517554018015057&amp;postID=3716764280332311212&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548517554018015057/posts/default/3716764280332311212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548517554018015057/posts/default/3716764280332311212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com/2008/11/ive-been-busy-girl.html' title=''/><author><name>Krissy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09680262941993831043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SYTm6vS1fTI/AAAAAAAABEs/R7TP-HN8f_E/S220/krissy3+mod.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SSHb7xe97RI/AAAAAAAAA0M/TpU7mQBz14k/s72-c/IMG_3514.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1548517554018015057.post-2726340531849218679</id><published>2008-11-15T19:18:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T23:09:51.378-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Mommy  Moment...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"I am thankful, for you"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;said my sweet little Ashli tonight as she climbed into my lap and gave me a GREAT BIG hug.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh, out of the mouths of babes! She made my whole day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1548517554018015057-2726340531849218679?l=kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com/feeds/2726340531849218679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1548517554018015057&amp;postID=2726340531849218679&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548517554018015057/posts/default/2726340531849218679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548517554018015057/posts/default/2726340531849218679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com/2008/11/mommy-moment.html' title='A Mommy  Moment...'/><author><name>Krissy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09680262941993831043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SYTm6vS1fTI/AAAAAAAABEs/R7TP-HN8f_E/S220/krissy3+mod.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1548517554018015057.post-4479959423589221261</id><published>2008-11-13T21:18:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T21:38:06.805-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Uhm... eww?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have heard the term &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"window &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;licker&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/span&gt; a few times in recent past. I never knew what it meant, and thought I would be showing my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;uncoolness&lt;/span&gt; if I asked. I do believe I have finally discovered what folks were talking about when they used the term "window &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;licker&lt;/span&gt;". What I did NOT realize is that all of those folks own South African &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Boerboels&lt;/span&gt;! Wow! Small world eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SRz8idJybNI/AAAAAAAAAyc/G2GAP6FfReg/s1600-h/IMG_3485.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 321px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SRz8idJybNI/AAAAAAAAAyc/G2GAP6FfReg/s400/IMG_3485.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268363332988071122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yes, it's gross. Yes, I'm going show you more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SRz8aQcppZI/AAAAAAAAAyU/7OZDZBeljSM/s1600-h/IMG_3486.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 380px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SRz8aQcppZI/AAAAAAAAAyU/7OZDZBeljSM/s400/IMG_3486.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268363192138573202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SRz8Z1dk8OI/AAAAAAAAAyM/FDgqdV2Logs/s1600-h/IMG_3487.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 368px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SRz8Z1dk8OI/AAAAAAAAAyM/FDgqdV2Logs/s400/IMG_3487.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268363184894701794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh quit complaining. You only have to LOOK at it. I had to CLEAN UP AFTER IT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SRz8Zhio1zI/AAAAAAAAAyE/PATn4_mXNn0/s1600-h/IMG_3491.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SRz8Zhio1zI/AAAAAAAAAyE/PATn4_mXNn0/s400/IMG_3491.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268363179547219762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SRz8ZbJYRzI/AAAAAAAAAx8/jHcsGJgScbg/s1600-h/IMG_3493.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 352px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SRz8ZbJYRzI/AAAAAAAAAx8/jHcsGJgScbg/s400/IMG_3493.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268363177830663986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SRz8ZGpCHkI/AAAAAAAAAx0/qt1-RJPsnew/s1600-h/IMG_3506.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SRz8ZGpCHkI/AAAAAAAAAx0/qt1-RJPsnew/s400/IMG_3506.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268363172326284866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;As I was watching the gallons of slobber drip down my sliding glass door, I was reminded of a fact sheet I read before buying &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Matani&lt;/span&gt;. This fact sheet was an integral part of our decision to purchase this particular breed. The author of that 'fact sheet' was a dumb-ass who OBVIOUSLY  has never had a South African &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Boerboel&lt;/span&gt; living in their home with them.  I shall now clear up some common misconceptions about the S. African &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Boerboel&lt;/span&gt; for you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1. South African &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Boerboels&lt;/span&gt; very rarely bark. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;   &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt; My Ass!  Have you ever tried to talk to me on the phone? Call... and listen to my dog!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2. South African Boerboels don't shed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;   &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt; My Ass... again! This dog sheds more than any other dog I've had the pleasure of sharing my bed with. ICK!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;South African Boerboels don't produce the mass quantities of drool that other Mastiff breeds do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;MY ASS!!!!!!!!!  You saw the pictures right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;One could easily understand why I felt the sudden urge to strangle the shit out of the author of that fact sheet while I was mopping up all of slippery, slimy puppy drool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pleasant Dreams. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1548517554018015057-4479959423589221261?l=kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com/feeds/4479959423589221261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1548517554018015057&amp;postID=4479959423589221261&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548517554018015057/posts/default/4479959423589221261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548517554018015057/posts/default/4479959423589221261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com/2008/11/uhm-eww.html' title='Uhm... eww?'/><author><name>Krissy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09680262941993831043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SYTm6vS1fTI/AAAAAAAABEs/R7TP-HN8f_E/S220/krissy3+mod.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SRz8idJybNI/AAAAAAAAAyc/G2GAP6FfReg/s72-c/IMG_3485.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1548517554018015057.post-5200888118567040485</id><published>2008-11-13T21:06:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T21:17:53.154-07:00</updated><title type='text'>For Mom</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is a special post for my computer illiterate mom who can't seem to be able to receive -furniture emails-  My mom wanted to see the new livingroom set we got, and no matter how many times I try to email the photos to her, she just isn't getting them. So mom, here it is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SRz6dp7EwZI/AAAAAAAAAxs/8fg-DucLIfQ/s1600-h/IMG_3278.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SRz6dp7EwZI/AAAAAAAAAxs/8fg-DucLIfQ/s400/IMG_3278.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268361051493417362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SRz6dKmxwaI/AAAAAAAAAxk/N2yD-WG-eE8/s1600-h/IMG_3277.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SRz6dKmxwaI/AAAAAAAAAxk/N2yD-WG-eE8/s400/IMG_3277.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268361043086786978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Gregg's *man chair*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SRz6c_P2XgI/AAAAAAAAAxc/cktYOXK-hqU/s1600-h/IMG_3279.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SRz6c_P2XgI/AAAAAAAAAxc/cktYOXK-hqU/s400/IMG_3279.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268361040037830146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;On a MUCH cuter note, it would appear that my little girl has a bit of a creative bug! Her and daddy built this beautiful birdhouse out of popsicle sticks and wood glue.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then, Ashli picked out her own color and painted it. After it dried, mommy and Ashli embellished the heck out of it! I think it came out so cute! We're going to hang it in her room for her "pretend birds".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SRz6cgo5JLI/AAAAAAAAAxU/xZi3jReszjM/s1600-h/IMG_3509.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SRz6cgo5JLI/AAAAAAAAAxU/xZi3jReszjM/s400/IMG_3509.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268361031821370546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SRz6cb_xexI/AAAAAAAAAxM/0HLGx_kkWIc/s1600-h/IMG_3511.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SRz6cb_xexI/AAAAAAAAAxM/0HLGx_kkWIc/s400/IMG_3511.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268361030575160082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1548517554018015057-5200888118567040485?l=kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com/feeds/5200888118567040485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1548517554018015057&amp;postID=5200888118567040485&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548517554018015057/posts/default/5200888118567040485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548517554018015057/posts/default/5200888118567040485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com/2008/11/for-mom.html' title='For Mom'/><author><name>Krissy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09680262941993831043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SYTm6vS1fTI/AAAAAAAABEs/R7TP-HN8f_E/S220/krissy3+mod.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SRz6dp7EwZI/AAAAAAAAAxs/8fg-DucLIfQ/s72-c/IMG_3278.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1548517554018015057.post-1032437666550645830</id><published>2008-11-09T17:22:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T17:31:19.104-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Argghhh little green Matey!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our sweet Dobby came to stay with us this weekend. What a lovely visit! And what perfect timing too! I unpacked Ashli's pirate costume and dressed her up. With Dobby on her shoulder (or head as the case may be) he was the most perfect and precious accessory to her adorable little get-up!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SRd_Ubl5jOI/AAAAAAAAAw8/wohpTJmjT_c/s1600-h/IMG_3381.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 271px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SRd_Ubl5jOI/AAAAAAAAAw8/wohpTJmjT_c/s400/IMG_3381.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266818278213913826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;These two bottom photos are my favorites! I touched them up a bit adding a softening filter to give them an intimate feel. Gregg says they just look "Blurry".  There's always a critic right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh well, I do believe I have enough photos to complete Ashli's Pirate Princess acrylic album now! I've only been collecting odds and ends for it since JUNE! hahaha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SRd_T3L3jEI/AAAAAAAAAw0/jlAP8Zu0A7A/s1600-h/IMG_3338.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 341px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SRd_T3L3jEI/AAAAAAAAAw0/jlAP8Zu0A7A/s400/IMG_3338.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266818268441054274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SRd_ThU409I/AAAAAAAAAws/hW9Wt6evqow/s1600-h/IMG_3333.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SRd_ThU409I/AAAAAAAAAws/hW9Wt6evqow/s400/IMG_3333.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266818262573306834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hugs &amp;amp; Kisses...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1548517554018015057-1032437666550645830?l=kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com/feeds/1032437666550645830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1548517554018015057&amp;postID=1032437666550645830&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548517554018015057/posts/default/1032437666550645830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548517554018015057/posts/default/1032437666550645830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com/2008/11/argghhh-little-green-matey.html' title='Argghhh little green Matey!'/><author><name>Krissy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09680262941993831043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SYTm6vS1fTI/AAAAAAAABEs/R7TP-HN8f_E/S220/krissy3+mod.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SRd_Ubl5jOI/AAAAAAAAAw8/wohpTJmjT_c/s72-c/IMG_3381.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1548517554018015057.post-6543746675541193880</id><published>2008-11-08T09:33:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T15:49:31.039-07:00</updated><title type='text'>**Sigh**</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Now doesn't this look like a nice, warm, inviting place to just "be"?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SRW_heexiAI/AAAAAAAAAwk/VBW9ACvGMdM/s1600-h/paradise.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SRW_heexiAI/AAAAAAAAAwk/VBW9ACvGMdM/s400/paradise.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266325921118390274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1548517554018015057-6543746675541193880?l=kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com/feeds/6543746675541193880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1548517554018015057&amp;postID=6543746675541193880&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548517554018015057/posts/default/6543746675541193880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548517554018015057/posts/default/6543746675541193880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com/2008/11/sigh.html' title='**Sigh**'/><author><name>Krissy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09680262941993831043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SYTm6vS1fTI/AAAAAAAABEs/R7TP-HN8f_E/S220/krissy3+mod.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SRW_heexiAI/AAAAAAAAAwk/VBW9ACvGMdM/s72-c/paradise.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1548517554018015057.post-4133633148610095396</id><published>2008-11-02T21:56:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T08:08:35.050-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Unsolved Murder</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is my very dear friend.  His name is &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Michael Brian Iverson&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He was murdered. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This case was never solved.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SQ6EgK4ADdI/AAAAAAAAAwU/YYCKOH1Z2DI/s1600-h/Mike.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 120px; height: 140px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SQ6EgK4ADdI/AAAAAAAAAwU/YYCKOH1Z2DI/s400/Mike.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264290702652607954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In 1994 my friend was shot and killed while walking to his house with a "friend". There has been controversy over this case from day one, with a single witness who suddenly couldn't remember anything about the people who shot his "friend". My ass. Somebody knows something. I believe the 'witness' knows something but for some reason, isn't talking. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; It has been 14.5 years since Mike was taken from us and for whatever reason he is just so strong in my mind tonight. I pulled up his photo and tears just fell from my eyes as I looked at that familiar handsome face. Even now, the pain of losing Mike is raw. I miss him. The manner with which we lost him was so brutal and so very unfair.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; Mike was &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;very&lt;/span&gt; special to me, as he was to so many others.   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A lot of people from Vegas read my blog. Please take a very close look at Mike's photo. Read the Cold Case file below, and dear God if you know ANYTHING... no matter how trivial it may seem please call the detectives at the phone number listed. Please. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  line-height: 15px; font-family:Verdana;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font: normal normal normal 12px/15px Verdana, 'Century Gothic', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; text-decoration: none; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;At approximately 4:30 p.m., on February 27, 1994, Michael Iverson was walking in the area of Arlington St and Wyoming Ave with several friends when they were approached by another group of teenagers. There was an exchange of insults. Two members of the opposing group pulled handguns and fired at Michael. Michael was struck in the chest. He was transported the University Medical Center-Trauma Unit where he was pronounced dead. The friends were not able to identify any of the suspects.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font: normal normal normal 12px/15px Verdana, 'Century Gothic', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; text-decoration: none; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Anyone with information is urged call LV Metro Homicide Cold Case Detail at 702-828-COLD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;font: normal normal normal 12px/15px Verdana, 'Century Gothic', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-decoration: none; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;font: normal normal normal 12px/15px Verdana, 'Century Gothic', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-decoration: none; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1548517554018015057-4133633148610095396?l=kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com/feeds/4133633148610095396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1548517554018015057&amp;postID=4133633148610095396&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548517554018015057/posts/default/4133633148610095396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548517554018015057/posts/default/4133633148610095396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com/2008/11/unsolved-murder.html' title='Unsolved Murder'/><author><name>Krissy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09680262941993831043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SYTm6vS1fTI/AAAAAAAABEs/R7TP-HN8f_E/S220/krissy3+mod.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SQ6EgK4ADdI/AAAAAAAAAwU/YYCKOH1Z2DI/s72-c/Mike.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1548517554018015057.post-4558468393542080379</id><published>2008-11-01T18:29:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T18:36:27.914-06:00</updated><title type='text'>In the spirit of Halloween...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I thought I would post these photos I took of Mason when he was nearly 5 months old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SQz1Gm9mGGI/AAAAAAAAAwM/44NCqBKwrLA/s1600-h/punkins4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SQz1Gm9mGGI/AAAAAAAAAwM/44NCqBKwrLA/s400/punkins4.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263851558376183906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SQz1GaylUuI/AAAAAAAAAwE/9-gAZQ7l1uE/s1600-h/punkin6.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SQz1GaylUuI/AAAAAAAAAwE/9-gAZQ7l1uE/s400/punkin6.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263851555108770530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SQz1FxrHQQI/AAAAAAAAAv8/a8nVlhnNmHs/s1600-h/punkins6.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SQz1FxrHQQI/AAAAAAAAAv8/a8nVlhnNmHs/s400/punkins6.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263851544071586050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SQz1FlsizWI/AAAAAAAAAv0/r3t3OI2Q314/s1600-h/punkins3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SQz1FlsizWI/AAAAAAAAAv0/r3t3OI2Q314/s400/punkins3.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263851540856360290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hind sight being 20/20, I wonder if I didn't permanently screw up my son. I mean, I shoved him into a really big pumpkin in the name of awesome photographs and now? He won't even THINK about reaching into one of these things...    Things to ponder.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1548517554018015057-4558468393542080379?l=kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com/feeds/4558468393542080379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1548517554018015057&amp;postID=4558468393542080379&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548517554018015057/posts/default/4558468393542080379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548517554018015057/posts/default/4558468393542080379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com/2008/11/in-spirit-of-halloween.html' title='In the spirit of Halloween...'/><author><name>Krissy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09680262941993831043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SYTm6vS1fTI/AAAAAAAABEs/R7TP-HN8f_E/S220/krissy3+mod.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SQz1Gm9mGGI/AAAAAAAAAwM/44NCqBKwrLA/s72-c/punkins4.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1548517554018015057.post-6118749876420613422</id><published>2008-10-30T22:15:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T22:39:59.975-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A little Trunk-or-Treat!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What a BUSY day! But really,  aren't they all busy anymore?  Today we had Speech Therapy in the morning, and then it was time to get down to&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt; PUMPKIN&lt;/span&gt; business! Every year I lop the top off of some hideously large, unsuspecting orange gourd and let my little princess dig in! Her favorite? Halloween activity is to get the "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;oooooey&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;gooooey&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;punkin&lt;/span&gt; guts" out of that poor vegetable. Don't laugh, it makes for GREAT photos!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SQqHbfjkiCI/AAAAAAAAAvs/HF0S4qagP6U/s1600-h/IMG_3207.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SQqHbfjkiCI/AAAAAAAAAvs/HF0S4qagP6U/s400/IMG_3207.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263168020932757538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mason, on the other hand is very&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Anti-Goo"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; and would rather kick his feet up and supervise!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SQqHVdmppXI/AAAAAAAAAvk/OGNOXVMf5MQ/s1600-h/IMG_3198.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SQqHVdmppXI/AAAAAAAAAvk/OGNOXVMf5MQ/s400/IMG_3198.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263167917329589618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After Mason took his nap (and subsequently woke up with Croup) I decided it was probably time to try on our costumes and make sure they fit properly! Afterall, we had to meet up with Stacey, Curt and their kids in two hours for Trunk-or-Treat. It would SUCK if the costumes didn't fit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yeah.. she rocks. My little 'princess' thought better than to dress up as Ariel, Cinderella, Belle, Jasmine or some other form of pretty pretty. 'MY' girl says, "Momma, I wanna be a pirate".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;YESSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My - &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pirate Princess.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(Scrapbook Album to follow) LMAO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SQqHVA8d96I/AAAAAAAAAvc/qm6swNbdYrQ/s1600-h/IMG_3216.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SQqHVA8d96I/AAAAAAAAAvc/qm6swNbdYrQ/s400/IMG_3216.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263167909636470690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And to introduce you to the most adorable vegetable you have ever laid eyes on... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*insert drum roll here*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;MASON!!!!!!!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And Matani wondering what the HELL we did to &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;his&lt;/span&gt; boy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SQqHUs1X-zI/AAAAAAAAAvU/h226RhxyNk4/s1600-h/IMG_3229.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SQqHUs1X-zI/AAAAAAAAAvU/h226RhxyNk4/s400/IMG_3229.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263167904238009138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hehehe Just kiddin, here is the front photo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SQqHUKkFdkI/AAAAAAAAAvM/m8wMprvz4zI/s1600-h/IMG_3226.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SQqHUKkFdkI/AAAAAAAAAvM/m8wMprvz4zI/s400/IMG_3226.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263167895038686786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The making of a Pirate.... princess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Step 1. Dark eye makeup. I'm not sure why, but ALL pirates have dark eye makeup. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you Jack Sparrow!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Step 2. Glitter. All princesses must have some bling right? Even the pirate types.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Step 3. Ashli wanted a beard.  *shaking head*  I obliged.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This is her best, "ARGGGHHHH MATEY" look!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SQqHTw5y7tI/AAAAAAAAAvE/duCyxf21XdY/s1600-h/IMG_3232.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SQqHTw5y7tI/AAAAAAAAAvE/duCyxf21XdY/s400/IMG_3232.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263167888150425298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cool right? This is my pumpkin all lit up. I gave it the Pirate look, as it seemed fitting with.. well.. you know. The whole PIRATE thing we have going on here. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SQqG7JkwoNI/AAAAAAAAAu8/wxhPrzcPg2o/s1600-h/IMG_3268.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 301px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SQqG7JkwoNI/AAAAAAAAAu8/wxhPrzcPg2o/s400/IMG_3268.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263167465276350674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Off to Trunk-or-Treat with some good friends, and one very cool Brat Cat! This is Ashli with her "bestest friend" Calista. I love that she has someone her age to be silly with!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SQqG68JSANI/AAAAAAAAAu0/RH59pdYCBOE/s1600-h/IMG_3240.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SQqG68JSANI/AAAAAAAAAu0/RH59pdYCBOE/s400/IMG_3240.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263167461671436498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I just had to put up this photo of Calista's big sister Tori. This little lady is just a knock-out and I love how this pic came out! A beautiful witch... with some SCARY hair~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SQqG6ovQ3PI/AAAAAAAAAus/4pAjWJkW2z4/s1600-h/IMG_3243.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SQqG6ovQ3PI/AAAAAAAAAus/4pAjWJkW2z4/s400/IMG_3243.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263167456462036210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I really like this photo of Ash and Calista. I wish It would have come out a tad more clear, but hey, I'll take what I can get when I have ZERO light!  Hope yours came out better Stacey!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SQqG6favk1I/AAAAAAAAAuk/bT0oBdRYdBY/s1600-h/IMG_3261.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SQqG6favk1I/AAAAAAAAAuk/bT0oBdRYdBY/s400/IMG_3261.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263167453960049490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;One of the kiddos. I just realized I didn't get one shot of the older boys tonight! I'll have to take a few extra tomorrow night!  (Tomorrow is actually Halloween). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SQqG6BMloPI/AAAAAAAAAuc/J91tELwPC-Q/s1600-h/IMG_3244.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SQqG6BMloPI/AAAAAAAAAuc/J91tELwPC-Q/s400/IMG_3244.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263167445847613682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 18px; font-weight: bold; "&gt;Have a SAFE and Happy Halloween all!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 18px; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 18px; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SQqGi62JbfI/AAAAAAAAAuU/wTzLdAGZq-c/s1600-h/blog+signature.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 100px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SQqGi62JbfI/AAAAAAAAAuU/wTzLdAGZq-c/s400/blog+signature.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263167049005886962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1548517554018015057-6118749876420613422?l=kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com/feeds/6118749876420613422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1548517554018015057&amp;postID=6118749876420613422&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548517554018015057/posts/default/6118749876420613422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548517554018015057/posts/default/6118749876420613422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com/2008/10/little-trunk-or-treat.html' title='A little Trunk-or-Treat!'/><author><name>Krissy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09680262941993831043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SYTm6vS1fTI/AAAAAAAABEs/R7TP-HN8f_E/S220/krissy3+mod.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SQqHbfjkiCI/AAAAAAAAAvs/HF0S4qagP6U/s72-c/IMG_3207.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1548517554018015057.post-6040832422900624457</id><published>2008-10-28T22:56:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T23:14:54.446-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A little bit of YUMMINESS for you!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Today I'm gonna tell ya about a new recipe I tried that you are going to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;LOOOOOOOOVE&lt;/span&gt;, yes, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;LOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOVE&lt;/span&gt;!  It's a clever twist on the standard Roasted Potatoes w/Rosemary that we've all managed to screw up one time or another. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(Or maybe it was just ME who kept screwing it up?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;INGREDIENTS:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1  1/2 lbs potatoes cut into small chunks. (I used Red Potatoes, Fingerling Potatoes, and Purple Potatoes, these potatoes are what&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt; made&lt;/span&gt; the dish!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;About 7-8  baby red onions chopped and separated. (4-5 of these suckers makes a handful and they are YUMMY!) If you can't find baby red onions use 1 small, or 1/2 large onion.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 red Spanish Spice pepper, seeded and cut into strips&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;FRESH FRESH FRESH&lt;/span&gt; 4" stem of Rosemary.  (Did you get that it needs to be&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt; FRESH&lt;/span&gt;?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;INSTRUCTIONS:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mix all ingredients in med-large bowl and drizzle with Olive Oil. Mix until well coated. Place in a single layer on a foil-lined baking dish. Sprinkle with FRESH chopped Rosemary leaves. Bake at 425 until lightly browned and tender (about 20-25 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;mins&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SQftT0ImOPI/AAAAAAAAAuM/2tQn8utK0kk/s1600-h/IMG_3182.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="text-decoration: underline;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SQftT0ImOPI/AAAAAAAAAuM/2tQn8utK0kk/s400/IMG_3182.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262435614273714418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is a 'before' photo. Sorry, when this dish came outta the oven it smelled so good I forgot to photograph it. I just DUG IN! This is a really PRETTY dish too isn't it? I just love all the colors! This one will look GREAT on my table this Thanksgiving! This was a perfect accompaniment to a nice steak and some french bread.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SQftQWRajpI/AAAAAAAAAuE/jEUF5vm8j3I/s1600-h/IMG_3184.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SQftQWRajpI/AAAAAAAAAuE/jEUF5vm8j3I/s400/IMG_3184.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262435554718027410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Apparently, Mason wasn't nearly as excited about my Potatoes with Rosemary as I was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;As you can probably tell by this post, that whole "Cleanse" thing is over. It was over 72 hours into a ten day cleanse.  Lets face it, drinking that lemon concoction became a horrible chore. The more I drank it, the more I hated it! Eventually, I stopped drinking it and the hunger kicked in. That's when my loving and supportive? husband lopped a big fat plate of fresh Calamari in front of me.  I was powerless to defend my 'cleanse'. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*Note* After not eating for 72 hours, that was the BEST damn Calamari I have &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ever&lt;/span&gt; had!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SQftIjseQSI/AAAAAAAAAt8/O3QsTeMf2Yk/s1600-h/blog+signature.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 100px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SQftIjseQSI/AAAAAAAAAt8/O3QsTeMf2Yk/s400/blog+signature.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262435420882223394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1548517554018015057-6040832422900624457?l=kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com/feeds/6040832422900624457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1548517554018015057&amp;postID=6040832422900624457&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548517554018015057/posts/default/6040832422900624457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548517554018015057/posts/default/6040832422900624457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com/2008/10/little-bit-of-yumminess-for-you.html' title='A little bit of YUMMINESS for you!'/><author><name>Krissy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09680262941993831043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SYTm6vS1fTI/AAAAAAAABEs/R7TP-HN8f_E/S220/krissy3+mod.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SQftT0ImOPI/AAAAAAAAAuM/2tQn8utK0kk/s72-c/IMG_3182.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1548517554018015057.post-4623310594532180122</id><published>2008-10-24T23:03:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T23:18:05.587-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Look Ma! No Ponies!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Just a quick little post tonight to show you a lovely photo that I took of Ashli this  morning. The poor thing woke up with no voice! I told her that I would have to keep her home from school today because she was feeling so poorly. She mustered up the sweetest (croaky) voice she could and said, "Look momma! I'm feeling better now! Can I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;pleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeease&lt;/span&gt; go to school?" I told her we'd have to wait a few hours and see how she was feeling when it came time to get ready and she politely reminded me that she just HAD to go to school today because it was picture day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt; How can I argue with that? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;So today, was the first day I actually "did" Ashli's hair. Curling iron and all. Not that her thin silky hair will hold a curl, but hey.. I tried. *shrug* We ditched our usual pony tail and opted for a more elegant down-do. She looked so amazingly beautiful that I just couldn't take my eyes off of her! Then it hit me... School photographers (for the most part) suck! So, I grabbed my own camera and snapped off a few shots before that beautiful hair got ruined on the playground.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SQKq1iePvCI/AAAAAAAAAt0/0RhEATKmGes/s1600-h/Chocolate.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SQKq1iePvCI/AAAAAAAAAt0/0RhEATKmGes/s400/Chocolate.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260955151485615138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I was telling myself, "self.." I call myself 'self'. I said, "Self, you sure do have one beautiful little girl, and you know what makes this little girl so incredibly beautiful? The simple fact, that she is the most gorgeous person this world has ever seen... on the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;inside.&lt;/span&gt; That inner beauty just radiates through every pore in her beautiful little face."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;P.S. Mason waved and said, "Bye" probably 15-20 times today!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt; I'm a very lucky momma. =o)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SQKqkiGTEeI/AAAAAAAAAts/n5m4aAL4pQI/s1600-h/blog+signature.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 100px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SQKqkiGTEeI/AAAAAAAAAts/n5m4aAL4pQI/s400/blog+signature.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260954859327394274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1548517554018015057-4623310594532180122?l=kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com/feeds/4623310594532180122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1548517554018015057&amp;postID=4623310594532180122&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548517554018015057/posts/default/4623310594532180122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548517554018015057/posts/default/4623310594532180122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com/2008/10/look-ma-no-ponies.html' title='Look Ma! No Ponies!'/><author><name>Krissy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09680262941993831043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SYTm6vS1fTI/AAAAAAAABEs/R7TP-HN8f_E/S220/krissy3+mod.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SQKq1iePvCI/AAAAAAAAAt0/0RhEATKmGes/s72-c/Chocolate.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1548517554018015057.post-6137180938348458231</id><published>2008-10-23T18:02:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T18:19:19.183-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Bye!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;Oh be still my heart. My little boy has stolen my heart TWICE today!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;This morning we had speech therapy. Allison really pushed him hard. He was tantruming like I haven't seen in months. Each time she pushed, he pulled further and further away, threw himself to the floor and cried like we were torturing him. This made therapy seemingly impossible. And each time my baby boy fell apart, I did too.  I sat through our one hour session, and cried three times. Sometimes, I just want to run away and pretend that my son is a neurotypical child, especially when he has days like this. Therapy ended and we came home.  A little while later, I was sitting on the floor watching Mason play on the other side of the room. He eyeballed me. You know, that sly, fun sideways glance out of the corner of his eye. I knew it was playtime! I sat in that same spot and gave him a big smile. Then I puckered up my lips and stared at him. He came RUNNING and gave me a BIG BIG KISS! YAY!  He's only puckered up and kissed me on one other occasion and it wasn't all that long ago. Today, he kissed me probably ten times and I cherished every single one of them! Gosh, he knows how to make a mom feel better! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Tonight, we were working on Turn-Taking at the dry-erase board. After about 20 minutes of this particular therapy, I decided to pack it up and call it a night. I erased all of the scribbles and waved to the board saying, "Bye Bye colors."  To which Mason responded by waving and&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;saying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; "Bye!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;what?  Did he just.. wave and &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;SAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Bye? It took a half a second to register before I screamed and threw my child to the floor smothering him in positive rewards and slobbery kisses!  He wiggled out from under me, waved and said, "bye!" then ran to the stairs! Are you KIDDING ME???? TWICE!?!?!?!  He laid down on one of the steps and sheepishly watched me.  I waved to him again and said, "Bye Mason."  And yes, yes, yes by God he did it AGAIN! That voice was the sweetest voice I have heard in a really LONG time. And just what this worn out, beat up mom needed on a difficult day like today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SQETwk8bMcI/AAAAAAAAAtk/K1WHVIV5sAI/s1600-h/blog+signature.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 100px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SQETwk8bMcI/AAAAAAAAAtk/K1WHVIV5sAI/s400/blog+signature.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260507565017215426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1548517554018015057-6137180938348458231?l=kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com/feeds/6137180938348458231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1548517554018015057&amp;postID=6137180938348458231&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548517554018015057/posts/default/6137180938348458231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548517554018015057/posts/default/6137180938348458231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com/2008/10/bye.html' title='Bye!'/><author><name>Krissy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09680262941993831043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SYTm6vS1fTI/AAAAAAAABEs/R7TP-HN8f_E/S220/krissy3+mod.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SQETwk8bMcI/AAAAAAAAAtk/K1WHVIV5sAI/s72-c/blog+signature.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1548517554018015057.post-6180635813856366181</id><published>2008-10-20T22:45:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T15:49:12.875-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Playlist Fever!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Stacey got me HOOKED on this playlist thing for my blog. Every day I add another song or two to it. I LOVE THIS THING! It's like the world's greatest radio station. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;No Commercials and I know every song it plays is gonna ROCK!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Stacey writes an article in each issue of Scrap N' Art called Stacey's Scraptunes. Her article is about music and how it can affect a person, bring out emotions and old memories etc. I got to thinking, nearly every song on my playlist evokes some kind of emotion, a memory, a wish... a SOMETHING! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;So, I'm going to list some of the songs on my playlist and say WHY that song is special. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;Then, I want YOU to leave me a comment (even you people who stalk my blog and never leave a comment) telling me some of YOUR favorite songs, and what those songs evoke in you&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;*I'm serious about you blog stalkers too.. comment this one*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;Described in the order they played for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;1. The first song that played for me was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;'Grandpa' by the Judds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; This song has always been one of my very favorites. It makes me think of my own Grandpa who is quite possibly one of the strongest, stoic, beautiful men I've met.  I love the 'calm' that this song evokes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;2. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Must Be Doing Something Right - Billy Currington.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; This song is just SEXY. I totally get butterflies when I listen to it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;3. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Barbed Wire &amp;amp; Roses - Pinmonkey. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; Ha! Someone once told me that "I" was like Barbed Wire and Roses. For the longest time I wanted to get a Barb wired rose tattoo'd on my lower back... *sigh, the memories* lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;4. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Strokin' - Clarence Carter. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;LMAOOOOOOOO I LOVE THIS SONG!  No, I'm so not a pervert. Well, maybe a little bit! This song is the first song I ever learned to Country Line Dance to. It's still the only song I CAN line dance to! The "Sleazy Slide". My girls and I (hey Bobbi Jo!) used to get down with this one at Dylan's Dancehall in Vegas EVVVVVERY weekend! OH how I miss those parties!  Yes, I tried it when I found this song on playlist and yes, I can still rock this dance! HA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;5. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Radar Love - White Lion. &lt;/span&gt; OMG Have you ever seen the lead singer? He was hot. Yes, I'm showing my 80's-ness.  FYI, 20 years later the man still has it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SP1W7H-vWKI/AAAAAAAAAtc/psD8mJQXv0c/s1600-h/tramp.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="text-decoration: underline;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SP1W7H-vWKI/AAAAAAAAAtc/psD8mJQXv0c/s400/tramp.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259455513593075874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;6. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Chrome - Trace Adkins.&lt;/span&gt; I'm fairly certain he wrote this song about me. He's so right on I should be getting royalties!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Love Like Johnny and June - Heidi Newfield. &lt;/span&gt;She sings in reference to Johnny Cash and the love of his life June Carter Cash. Theirs is a love story that held no boundaries. They truly did live for one another and they lived their entire lives showing it. Who wouldn't want to love like Johnny and June? I know I would.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You Can Leave Your Hat On - Joe Cocker.  &lt;/span&gt;Uhmm well. *blush*  To be completely honest here. I likes me some cowboys. You figure it out. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;OUC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;H!  hot-hot-hotttttttttt!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;9. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;Poison - Alice Co&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;oper.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;Well, aside from the fact that I wanted to marry this man when I was younger. I attended a show of his in Vegas quite a few years ago. I made my way to the front row and he sang this song. He looked at me the entire time he sang it. Yeah, that totally boosted my ego! yeeeeeeeeah baybeeee!  ohkay. I have goose bumps LOL! This song is a GREAT all-purpose song *wink*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10.&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Jose Cuervo - Dottie West.&lt;/span&gt; Well, to make a very long story short. I lived this entire song. In one night. Every last word of it. Thanks to a dear dear friend who &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;KNEW &lt;/span&gt;I liked to drink Hot Damn shooters, yet he decided it would be a good idea to start filling me full of Tequila shooters instead. sheeeeesh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;There were pictures... Bobbi Jo had a camera. I've never seen the pictures. Man... I wish I could remember.. or maybe It's better that I can't remember?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Now post a comment and tell me a story about a song on YOUR playlist. Don't have a playlist? Pull a song out of your ear and tell me all about it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-style: italic;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-style: italic;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-style: italic;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-style: italic;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-style: italic;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1548517554018015057-6180635813856366181?l=kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com/feeds/6180635813856366181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1548517554018015057&amp;postID=6180635813856366181&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548517554018015057/posts/default/6180635813856366181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548517554018015057/posts/default/6180635813856366181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com/2008/10/playlist-fever.html' title='Playlist Fever!'/><author><name>Krissy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09680262941993831043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SYTm6vS1fTI/AAAAAAAABEs/R7TP-HN8f_E/S220/krissy3+mod.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SP1W7H-vWKI/AAAAAAAAAtc/psD8mJQXv0c/s72-c/tramp.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1548517554018015057.post-8975917069914883784</id><published>2008-10-20T13:12:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T13:32:49.564-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 1 down...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If you read my previous post you know I'm doing the 'Master Cleanse' that my cousin Keli told me about. Here is the jist of it:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;For 10 &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(yes, TEN)&lt;/span&gt; days you eat &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NOTHING.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Drink 8 - 8 oz glasses of &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"THE JUICE"  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;(8oz water, 2 tbsp fresh squeezed lemon juice, 2 tbsp maple syrup, 1/10 tsp cayenne pepper)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Drink a special herbal tea before bed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Drink 32oz of luke warm salt water in the A.M.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Day one is finished. It was no walk in the park that's for damn sure. I couldn't stomach the salt water flush.. two sips in and I was ready to vomit. So, I am ditching the salt and just drinking the 32 oz of water. Will this affect the 'cleanse?'  Don't know. But man! Talk about &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BLECH&lt;/span&gt;!  I managed to get down 5 or 6 glasses of "the juice" but had to take out the Cayenne pepper. Rather than mixing it into the juice I am taking it in capsule form. I'm not a Cayenne kinda girl... hot hot hot!  The tea is no biggy. It's not all that tasty, but it's better than any of my other choices at this time.  I figured I'd be starving by now. I've gone 44 hours without food at this point and surprisingly, I'm not hungry. When I get hungry I make the juice and that squelches that. Now, there is a BIG difference between NOT being hungry and MISSING FOOD. I enjoy food. I enjoy preparing it, tasting it, sharing it etc etc. So while I'm not hungry per se, I do miss food. The hardest part so far I think was preparing supper for the family last night. They ate a delicious meal of Country fried pork, potatoes and veggies, with a fruit salad after. Me? Oh don't worry about me. I sat, I drooled, I drank&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt; 'THE JUICE'.&lt;/span&gt;   I'm finding it fairly easy as long as I keep the pantry door shut and keep food out of my direct line of sight. I've heard the first three days are the hardest. I'm dead center into day 2 and am doing fine so far. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Have I discovered a new me? Have I found this elusive 'mental clarity' that I was promised? Well, not so much. I think one day wasn't enough to see the bountiful rewards of "THE CLEANSE."   I'm still as spacey as I was last week. Last night, I took my shower. Been doing this for thirty-----something years. You would &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;THINK&lt;/span&gt; I'd have this down by now right? Nope. I shaved ONE leg. Yep. Just one. *nodding*  Apparently in my fog I either&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt; forgot&lt;/span&gt; to shave the other, or my subconscious thinks that shaving just one leg is good enough.  It's a darn good thing no one touches them! (the legs)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm out, will try to check in again tomorrow.. see if we can't find that Mental Clarity buggar!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1548517554018015057-8975917069914883784?l=kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com/feeds/8975917069914883784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1548517554018015057&amp;postID=8975917069914883784&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548517554018015057/posts/default/8975917069914883784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548517554018015057/posts/default/8975917069914883784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com/2008/10/day-1-down.html' title='Day 1 down...'/><author><name>Krissy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09680262941993831043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SYTm6vS1fTI/AAAAAAAABEs/R7TP-HN8f_E/S220/krissy3+mod.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1548517554018015057.post-4139759648152061012</id><published>2008-10-19T14:44:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T16:49:57.685-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Just A Filler...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So, here I am at home, taking the day 'OFF'. Things have been crazy hectic. oops brb Grey's Anatomy is back on!&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt; (Huge Thank-Yous to Jeff for programming my DVR for me!!)&lt;/span&gt;  Ok, commercial. So I'm lounging on the couch after what could have been the WORST night I've had in a long time! My joints were all swollen and sore, my skin hurt, I had cold sweats and chills all night and a HORRIBLE headache. Lying in bed HURT. I had NO idea what was happening to me. I tossed and turned all night long and had to keep my window open to let the 35 degree air in to keep me cool. LAST NIGHT SUCCCCCCCCCCKED!  I woke up feeling a bit better today and am thinking (hoping) that it was a side effect of the flu shot I got on Friday. I do not recall asking the doc to pick up that BIG ASS LONG needle and spew a live mini flu into my arm that would completely wipe my ass out! Grrrrr. Grey's is back on, hang tight. Okay. Anyway, I woke up this morning to start my first day of the "Master Cleanse." My cousin told me about this 'cleanse' that makes you feel SO much better  by ridding your body of all the poisons we've been ingesting for the past thirty----something years. Supposedly after this 10 day cleanse I will have more energy and mental clarity which lets face it, I NEED! I've been in a FOG for the past week and need a bit of clarity in my life! So, no food at all for 10 days. Just a ton of a magical lemonade drink made of bottled water, fresh squeezed lemon juice, maple syrup and cayenne pepper. Yeah, you're drooling now right?  *eye roll*  I figure it's only for 10 days, I can do it. I hope! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SPucaG6aSEI/AAAAAAAAAtU/vCVuMWtrF_c/s1600-h/IMG_2753.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SPucaG6aSEI/AAAAAAAAAtU/vCVuMWtrF_c/s400/IMG_2753.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258968962231322690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here is a sweet little photo I took the other night, after Ashli so generously created a portrait of me. She worked VERY hard on this portrait and I think she did a MARVELOUS job! I can even see the resemblence? Can't you?  Okay, I'm going back to my Grey's! Have a good one all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SPucTeaLaeI/AAAAAAAAAtM/jJ-SR0ezPoI/s1600-h/blog+signature.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SPucTeaLaeI/AAAAAAAAAtM/jJ-SR0ezPoI/s400/blog+signature.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258968848279497186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1548517554018015057-4139759648152061012?l=kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com/feeds/4139759648152061012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1548517554018015057&amp;postID=4139759648152061012&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548517554018015057/posts/default/4139759648152061012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548517554018015057/posts/default/4139759648152061012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com/2008/10/just-filler.html' title='Just A Filler...'/><author><name>Krissy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09680262941993831043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SYTm6vS1fTI/AAAAAAAABEs/R7TP-HN8f_E/S220/krissy3+mod.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SPucaG6aSEI/AAAAAAAAAtU/vCVuMWtrF_c/s72-c/IMG_2753.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1548517554018015057.post-2913889669674763931</id><published>2008-10-17T19:29:00.012-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T21:58:06.328-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Pee.. Shots.. Snakes.. Fall.. and Cars. I've had 'THAT' day again!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Catchy title huh? I didn't have the foggiest idea as to how to better title this entry. What a DAY! I decided that rather than posting 4 separate blog posts about today, I'll just jumble it all up in post and you can bounce around just like my day did!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;*lucky you*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;My day started with a cancelled therapy session and an impromptu trip to the doctor's office. Of course, since Gregg was home sleeping I got to bring my littles with me =o) Always fun. We were in the waiting room, children playing behind the fishtank in the children's area when I hear Ashli pipe up, "Mom. I have to pee."  I asked her if she could hold it for just a moment until we were called into the back, and she politely answered yes and went back to her toy. Within ohhhhhhhhhh say... 10 seconds she looks back at me and says, "NO!" and proceeds to have her very first accident in better than a year. Yeah. Peed all over her jeans, her socks, her shoes..  &lt;shaking head=""&gt; I wanted to die. I had no other clothes for her to wear and I couldn't very well strip my 4 year old naked for the duration of our trip. I couldn't run out the door because I needed to see the doctor. So, being as creative as I possibly could, I hid my two precious angels behind the fish tank and stripped Ashli from the waste down. Then, since my teeny little peanut can still fit into 2T pants, I promptly put Mason's jeans onto Ashli, and put Ashli's things into a plastic bag. Then, they call my name. Here I come out from behind the fish tank into a room FULL of people. I have one child wearing a sweater, diaper, socks and shoes and my other little one is wearing a sweater, pants and no socks and shoes. Can you even IMAGINE the looks I got? Oh it was awful!  The only things that could have (and did) make that appt worse was Ashli happily announcing to EVERYONE who passed us that she isn't wearing shoes because she PEED IN THEM, and we rounded out the appt with a nice.. painful flu shot. yay.&lt;/shaking&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*I have no photos of this... Thank Goodness!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;i have="" no="" photos="" of="" this=""&gt;   &lt;/i&gt;The doc kept me in the office a little longer than I had planned so when we finally got out we had to FLY home to dress my two naked kids and then get Ashli to her pre-school  field trip at the Morrison Nature Center here in Aurora. We've been talking up the field trip all week and she was REALLY looking forward to it. We got their only 5 minutes late (thanks to mom flying 90 the whole way) and Ashli went right in and sat with the rest of her class and watched the puppet show. These people really put on a great puppet show! They spoke all about the local animals and taught the kids what is and is not safe when out in 'nature'. Ashli even got to pet her first snake! She was VERY excited.  This was a 3 year old Bull Snake. These things are EVERYWHERE here&lt;i have="" no="" photos="" of="" this=""&gt;.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SPlCmSJFtHI/AAAAAAAAAs8/_mYZP6sZTZs/s1600-h/snake.jpg" style="text-decoration: none; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SPlCmSJFtHI/AAAAAAAAAs8/_mYZP6sZTZs/s400/snake.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258307265404187762" style="text-decoration: underline; display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;See? Snake. No fear. I KNEW where it was&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*see post below*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;see post="" below=""&gt;&lt;/see&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;After the puppet show and snake petting, we all lined up to go on a beautiful walk through the nature center. The class walked ahead with the teachers and tour guide while I and one of the other kid's daddies stayed behind with our Canon Rebels taking in the scenery and the colors!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SPlCBqKe6nI/AAAAAAAAAsk/3qcNNVzLoig/s1600-h/fall.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SPlCBqKe6nI/AAAAAAAAAsk/3qcNNVzLoig/s400/fall.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258306636197325426" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SPlCB_8CRUI/AAAAAAAAAss/1k6GYbMOIt8/s1600-h/fall1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SPlCB_8CRUI/AAAAAAAAAss/1k6GYbMOIt8/s400/fall1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258306642042307906" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SPlCCd03lnI/AAAAAAAAAs0/52wsXnY6-cM/s1600-h/ashli.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SPlCCd03lnI/AAAAAAAAAs0/52wsXnY6-cM/s400/ashli.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258306650065311346" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;I got this sweet little picture of Ashli when her class was lining up on a small dock overlooking a beaver pond.  Somehow, this sweet smile and that sweet voice can make any bad day all better again. She's something else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SPlBkIqfeZI/AAAAAAAAAsE/mmdXcJq3PHo/s1600-h/IMG_3104.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SPlBkIqfeZI/AAAAAAAAAsE/mmdXcJq3PHo/s400/IMG_3104.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258306128988567954" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;A little about LOVE...&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; *and threats*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;I have SO much going on in my life with Mason, Ashli, therapy, the house, the dogs, scrapbooking, Scrap N' Art, and industry related stuff that sometimes Momma needs a break! Momma gets it in her car...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;My little Hummer is like my third child. I LOVE MY CAR. Honestly, truly flat out LOVE my car. It's going on one year now that i've had my little angel and I got to thinking today, you know how when something is 'new' in your life you can't seem to get enough of it? You crave it even? Yeah, that is how I was when I got my car, but this is also how I still feel about it. He (my car) still gives me goosebumps every now and then. And when the sun hits him just right I can still feel the butterflies in my tummy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SPlBkYqqOSI/AAAAAAAAAsM/8ukvYINZWS4/s1600-h/IMG_3095.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SPlBkYqqOSI/AAAAAAAAAsM/8ukvYINZWS4/s400/IMG_3095.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258306133284239650" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;SOMEBODY&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;... &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;*coughgreggcough* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;coughgreggcough&gt;&lt;/coughgreggcough&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;has begun &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;"Threatening"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; my baby. Due to rising fuel prices and a crappy economy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;SOMEBODY... &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*coughgreggcough*&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;coughgreggcough&gt;&lt;/coughgreggcough&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;thinks that I should give up the Hummer and go for a more modest and fuel efficient vehicle...  *snort*  Uhm.. NO.  I don't &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;want&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; an Xterra. I don't &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;want&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; a Toyota Toaster Box. No thank you. I love MY car. I am fully aware that I am single handedly destroying the Earth with my 'Not-so-green-car'. And I'm OKAY with that! I have learned recently that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;once you find that certain something that makes you happy, and can still give you goosebumps on your arms and butterflies in your tummy after all this time.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;you hold on to it. You fight for it. You don't let it go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SPlBklDkoaI/AAAAAAAAAsU/oiny1nXRW8U/s1600-h/IMG_3085.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SPlBklDkoaI/AAAAAAAAAsU/oiny1nXRW8U/s400/IMG_3085.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258306136609956258" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;In honor of my 'FIGHT' for my car - I present... &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;The Sticker. &lt;/span&gt; A custom creation by Dee Gilcrease at AJ's Engraving in Kellogg, Idaho. Contact - dee@ajengraving.com.&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="border-collapse: collapse; white-space: pre; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 1px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 1px; font-family:Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="border-collapse: collapse; white-space: pre; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 1px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 1px; font-family:Arial;"&gt;THIS STICKER RAWKS! It took me a while to put it on the car... as I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="border-collapse: collapse; white-space: pre; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 1px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 1px; font-family:Arial;"&gt;didn't want to offend anyone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="border-collapse: collapse; white-space: pre; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 1px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 1px; font-family:Arial;"&gt;But now? Who flippin' CARES? This is my car.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="border-collapse: collapse; white-space: pre; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 1px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 1px; font-family:Arial;"&gt;I &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;have&lt;/span&gt; a sense of fricken humor! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="border-collapse: collapse; white-space: pre; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 1px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 1px; font-family:Arial;"&gt;If you don't like it, Don't Look.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="border-collapse: collapse;  white-space: pre; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 1px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 1px;font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;*As a side note*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt; Don't think I don't see you people CRACKING UP in my rear view mirror!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SPlYA_LA1NI/AAAAAAAAAtE/09r2kQdZvTc/s1600-h/sunset+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SPlYA_LA1NI/AAAAAAAAAtE/09r2kQdZvTc/s400/sunset+1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258330813912634578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;One last little tidbit for ya... If you read my previous "Fall Post" about the snakes. Well I wanted to photograph my car overlooking the lake and to do so had to find some pretty creative ways of getting him (the car) where I needed him. No biggy, he's a Hummer. He was BUILT for this.  We drove out to the middle of this field and I hopped out to take some pics. I squatted down for a shot and I heard it.  &lt;rattle&gt; *Rattle, Rattle, Rattle*   NO SHIT!?!?!?  A RATTLE SNAKE!  Let me just tell you one little thing, I didn't even look to see where that sucker was, I HIGH TAILED it back to the car and only kept watch of the ground I was about to hit. So, no Wen.. NO PICTURES!  MAN I hate when those things just 'POP UP' on ya! GRRRRRRRRRRRRR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/rattle&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But, the great shots of my baby were worth it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SPlBDdJbArI/AAAAAAAAAr0/D9MDjeMoZ6I/s1600-h/blog+signature.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SPlBDdJbArI/AAAAAAAAAr0/D9MDjeMoZ6I/s400/blog+signature.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258305567551324850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1548517554018015057-2913889669674763931?l=kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com/feeds/2913889669674763931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1548517554018015057&amp;postID=2913889669674763931&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548517554018015057/posts/default/2913889669674763931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548517554018015057/posts/default/2913889669674763931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com/2008/10/pee-shots-snakes-fall-and-cars-ive-had.html' title='Pee.. Shots.. Snakes.. Fall.. and Cars. I&apos;ve had &apos;THAT&apos; day again!'/><author><name>Krissy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09680262941993831043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SYTm6vS1fTI/AAAAAAAABEs/R7TP-HN8f_E/S220/krissy3+mod.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SPlCmSJFtHI/AAAAAAAAAs8/_mYZP6sZTZs/s72-c/snake.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1548517554018015057.post-6347853493949965491</id><published>2008-10-13T21:37:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T23:49:35.275-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally... Fall, and that DAMN voice again!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The fog has lifted! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This morning I decided to try to get some photos for the &lt;a href="http://www.photochallengeblog.blogspot.com/"&gt;photography &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;challenge's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "Colors of the Season" challenge. If you will recall from a previous post, we've been fogged in for half a week making outdoor photography impossible. Anyway, Mason and I dropped Ashli off at school and headed to a little spot about five minutes from my house to see about getting a few decent photos.  So, Helen and Wen, here are my Fall photos for the challenge. I couldn't pick a favorite, so you ladies choose whichever you like for the challenge. I'm good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Keep reading to hear about my day.. and that damn voice again &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;grrr&lt;/span&gt;!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SPQWGVJ8CLI/AAAAAAAAArU/MtGVQtH6gsg/s1600-h/IMG_2923.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SPQWGVJ8CLI/AAAAAAAAArU/MtGVQtH6gsg/s400/IMG_2923.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256850963062065330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SPQWGVRg63I/AAAAAAAAArc/HkXOXjZ1GPs/s1600-h/IMG_2932.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SPQWGVRg63I/AAAAAAAAArc/HkXOXjZ1GPs/s400/IMG_2932.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256850963093842802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SPQWGgpekpI/AAAAAAAAArk/mghdgu63uRA/s1600-h/IMG_2996.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SPQWGgpekpI/AAAAAAAAArk/mghdgu63uRA/s400/IMG_2996.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256850966147142290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SPQWG3h1zRI/AAAAAAAAArs/lzyoodZVin4/s1600-h/IMG_3000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SPQWG3h1zRI/AAAAAAAAArs/lzyoodZVin4/s400/IMG_3000.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256850972289125650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So, do any of you remember my post a while back about &lt;a href="http://kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com/2007/11/so-this-post-is-decidedly-void-of.html"&gt;"THE VOICE?" &lt;/a&gt;click the link to get caught up. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Go ahead, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;I'll&lt;/span&gt; wait...)   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;The voice pops in and out every now and then, reminding me that it's still around and yes I, for the most part am still ignoring it.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I parked my car when we got to the spot I had chosen. I grabbed my camera bag, my keys and glanced at my cell phone sitting on my console.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Take your phone," said the voice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"No, I don't think so. I don't need it." I said in my head.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"You REALLY need to take your phone," said the voice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I rolled my eyes, left the phone and got out of the car. I grabbed Mason and double checked my back pocket for my keys. I closed the door and Mason and I went for our hike.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We had lots of fun running, playing and taking &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;un-posed&lt;/span&gt; photos. It was a really nice break from the every day work and therapies! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SPQVFDJn6EI/AAAAAAAAArE/xoNmYLhm3P0/s1600-h/IMG_2998.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SPQVFDJn6EI/AAAAAAAAArE/xoNmYLhm3P0/s400/IMG_2998.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256849841537411138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;WOOPS&lt;/span&gt;! Mason was crawling along the top of a rocky (teeny) waterfall and he fell into the Icky mud! Didn't bother him one bit.. he's a boy, he LIKES mud!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SPQVFBUpu9I/AAAAAAAAArM/uMLz5erLl4E/s1600-h/IMG_3032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SPQVFBUpu9I/AAAAAAAAArM/uMLz5erLl4E/s400/IMG_3032.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256849841046797266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SPQU2YwCZ9I/AAAAAAAAAqc/35WEyDJ5tl4/s1600-h/IMG_2912.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SPQU2YwCZ9I/AAAAAAAAAqc/35WEyDJ5tl4/s400/IMG_2912.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256849589637638098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SPQU2V4HMiI/AAAAAAAAAqk/kJ4Wk__wA0E/s1600-h/IMG_2925.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SPQU2V4HMiI/AAAAAAAAAqk/kJ4Wk__wA0E/s400/IMG_2925.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256849588866200098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SPQU2_tNP2I/AAAAAAAAAqs/O1OhXyCpCoE/s1600-h/IMG_2960.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SPQU2_tNP2I/AAAAAAAAAqs/O1OhXyCpCoE/s400/IMG_2960.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256849600094748514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SPQU3KoOvFI/AAAAAAAAAq0/M__tj2zZNzE/s1600-h/IMG_2963.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SPQU3KoOvFI/AAAAAAAAAq0/M__tj2zZNzE/s400/IMG_2963.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256849603026664530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He is such a beauty isn't he? Everything is new and exciting to him and I thoroughly enjoy re-learning how magnificent the world around us really is with him. To see the same &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;ol&lt;/span&gt;' same &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;ol&lt;/span&gt;' through his new eyes is an like experiencing the world all over and I cherish these times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SPQU3KiFGdI/AAAAAAAAAq8/P3OqgOsfb5A/s1600-h/IMG_2993.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SPQU3KiFGdI/AAAAAAAAAq8/P3OqgOsfb5A/s400/IMG_2993.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256849603000867282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We were doing really well until I looked down and saw a snake slither across my baby's shoe! Now, I have to interject myself here and let it be known that I do really like snakes. I DO! I've caught wild snakes in my yard, I've hugged them, kissed them, wrapped them up around my torso and kept them warm beneath my jacket. My point? I dig snakes! But I have learned with my past few &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;interactions&lt;/span&gt; with them that I only like snakes when I know where they are. I turn into a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;shreaky&lt;/span&gt;, cootie-covered 'girl' when they just SHOW UP out of nowhere! This is NOT good for my "cool points".  Anyway, I see a snake slither across my baby's shoe and I freaked out. It wasn't my proudest moment and I'm sure I scared Mason to death.  I snatched him up off the ground and froze. From where I stood I began staring frantically at the ground. Without moving, I saw three different snakes within a 3 foot radius of where I was. Ya wanna talk about &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;heebie&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;jeebies&lt;/span&gt;? Yeah, it was time to GO!   We packed it up and headed back to the car. At which point I discover that &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I HAVE NO KEYS!  WHERE THE HELL ARE MY KEYS?! &lt;/span&gt;I know I double checked when I got out of the car, I had them when we began our hike. I double and triple check my pockets, my camera bag, my son, under the car, you name it. I looked three times. They weren't there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Told ya to get your phone, now you're screwed," I hear the voice say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I ignore the voice. I know it's right.... again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I start scanning all of the buildings in the parking lot for where I might be able to use a phone. I have NO idea what time it is (clock is on the phone... in the car). I had no idea if it was time to pick Ashli up from school or not, I had no phone, no car and I was in trouble! I could ask someone to use their phone but who would I call? Gregg is at home asleep with the ringers turned off. He'd never hear the phone. I thought to call Stacey, but then remembered in a horrifying realization that I don't know &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;ANY ONE'S&lt;/span&gt; phone number! I, like many of you have all my numbers programmed into my phone (which is... in the car) and I don't know &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;any one's&lt;/span&gt; number by heart. CRAP!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I could call Triple A, but what would they do? Break into my car? Fine, but I'd still have no keys to start it. I could feel the blood rushing to my head as I did the only thing I could think to do. Put my camera backpack over my shoulders, pick up Mason and go RUNNING back through the fields and trees trying to retrace every single step of the mile-long hike Mason and I had taken. Begging and praying the whole time for God to just take me to my keys. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;With the 10lb camera bag, and the 30lb two year old, I was getting tired and a tad bit cranky. I was frantically searching for a glimmer of metal in the grass when out of the corner of my eye I see something move. I turn around quickly with just enough time to see a GOLDEN EAGLE flying not 20 feet from me going from his nesting box to a near-by tree branch. My jaw DROPPED! How could such an enormous bird fly so silently through so many trees? It was beautiful! And this time, I had my camera!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But... I had no keys and I had a little girl in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;pre&lt;/span&gt;-school. I had no TIME to dig out my camera and go hunting down the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;eagle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The voice - "Tee &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Hee&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Me - "GROWL!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After what seemed like an eternity, I saw it. That faint glimmer of shining metal hiding in the tall reeds next to the creek.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;THANK GOD!!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I grabbed up my keys and BOLTED for the car. Sweating profusely in this balmy 40 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;degree&lt;/span&gt; weather, I turn the car on to see that I still have an hour before Ashli is to be picked up. *whew!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I ran home, to put Mason down for his nap before going to get Ashli. Here is where I begin to lose it (I think). My 'voice' was trying to talk to me on the way home and I was in NO MOOD to talk! I could hear this VOICE trying  to tell me that it is only trying to help me blah blah blah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I turned the radio up louder to drown out the annoying voice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When I pulled up to the house and turned the radio off, I hear it again!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"I'm only trying to help, honest!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;At this point I actually AUDIBLY yelled at the voice! I grabbed my camera bag, and Mason and yelled out, "I'M LEAVING MY PURSE IN THE CAR!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Why did I yell that to.. no one? Because I'm losing it. Of course it's idiotic to leave one's purse in the car. My mom would shoot me if she knew, but in my own little world this was my way of having the last word. Putting my foot down and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;overriding&lt;/span&gt; the opinion of my VERY NOISY conscious (the voice). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The voice had finally gotten to me and I was rebelling. I've now missed TWO photo opportunities for an Eagle, because I don't listen to this voice. I am now audibly speaking (yelling) to this voice. Would you think this is the beginning stages of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Skitzophrenia&lt;/span&gt;? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'll just end this post, with the news that I lost my keys two more times today. Once while hauling pumpkins (yes pumpkins) in a wheelbarrow. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It was just &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THAT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; kind of day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1548517554018015057-6347853493949965491?l=kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com/feeds/6347853493949965491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1548517554018015057&amp;postID=6347853493949965491&amp;isPopup=true' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548517554018015057/posts/default/6347853493949965491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548517554018015057/posts/default/6347853493949965491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com/2008/10/finally-fall-and-that-damn-voice-again.html' title='Finally... Fall, and that DAMN voice again!'/><author><name>Krissy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09680262941993831043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SYTm6vS1fTI/AAAAAAAABEs/R7TP-HN8f_E/S220/krissy3+mod.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SPQWGVJ8CLI/AAAAAAAAArU/MtGVQtH6gsg/s72-c/IMG_2923.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1548517554018015057.post-1786725854864926168</id><published>2008-10-12T12:33:00.012-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T14:18:10.347-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Finding Mason...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When I speak to people about how my son Mason gets &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"lost"&lt;/span&gt; sometimes. I am usually given a half blank stare followed by the same old question.. "What do you mean Mason gets &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ost?&lt;/span&gt;"  Or,  "What do you mean you &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lose &lt;/span&gt;him?"  Getting &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lost is&lt;/span&gt; not a technical term relating to Autism, rather it is my way of describing a very real symptom. I managed to capture Mason's journey in some really poor quality photos this morning and would like to help you understand what I mean when I say, "Mason was lost," or "we lost him."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I walked into my kitchen this morning to find Mason standing on a chair staring blankly at nothing. The technical term here is perseveration. This is when a child get's "stuck" on something, or in Mason's case it would seem that he gets stuck "somewhere."  I like to explain it as Mason has gone into "Mason's world" where things are normal for him. Where he can more easily digest a complicated and over-stimulating world. At any rate, I saw that Mason was&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt; lost&lt;/span&gt; when I came into the kitchen this morning and reached for my camera to try to document with photos my journey into his world, and his travel back to ours.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SPJDs69R_6I/AAAAAAAAAqU/1WH0HQWb4VE/s1600-h/1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SPJDs69R_6I/AAAAAAAAAqU/1WH0HQWb4VE/s400/1.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256338154114383778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;This is Mason... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;lost&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;. He wasn't staring at me, his is how I found him when I came into the kitchen. I know he is lost, because he does not 'snap out of it' or even so much as blink when I repeatedly call his name. He was in "Mason's World" internally. Externally, he was staring at nothing. I stepped in front of him, to put myself in his direct line of sight and began my journey into his world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SPJDo2jY-aI/AAAAAAAAAqM/lrhgAKFG33c/s1600-h/2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SPJDo2jY-aI/AAAAAAAAAqM/lrhgAKFG33c/s400/2.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256338084212570530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We have been working for a year now, on finding Mason when he gets lost. The episodes happen less and less frequently these days. Usually, no more than a few times a day and he is relatively easy to pull out of it. A year ago.. this was his constant. It was all but impossible to pull him out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I start by positioning myself in his direct line of sight, and I sing. I vary my pitch, my facial expressions, the words and sounds. I move slowly within his line of sight. I sing songs that I have made up for Mason. Songs that I know he enjoys and that make him smile. I clap my hands and make clicking sounds with my tongue. I touch his face gently to let him know that I am here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SPJDj-DTG5I/AAAAAAAAAqE/TU5VqehW5cU/s1600-h/3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SPJDj-DTG5I/AAAAAAAAAqE/TU5VqehW5cU/s400/3.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256338000326106002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;His softened facial expression lets me know that he is not so deep into his world as he was when I first began my journey. He is hearing, feeling and possibly even seeing me. I have made contact with him, on his terms, in his world. Now, I have to gently pull him back to ours. This may seem like a silly routine. Silly to speak of luring Mason back with songs and such. But this is a part of Autism, and of what works for us. A big part. The more time Mason spends in his world, the less likely he is to want to be a part of ours. It is necessary that we be vigilant in keeping Mason here.. with us&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SPJDeBV8UdI/AAAAAAAAAp8/cbdaShfKbeA/s1600-h/4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SPJDeBV8UdI/AAAAAAAAAp8/cbdaShfKbeA/s400/4.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256337898130395602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I continue with my songs, my soft and welcoming smiles and my gentle caresses. I decide to test Mason.. to see if he is progressing in his journey back with me. I move slightly out of direct line of sight. His eyes shift toward me. He is now definitely seeing me, and I have gained his attention. The songs have worked again&lt;tears&gt;. *tears*  He is following me with his gaze. I keep on with the songs gently until I am sure he is comfortable in MY world. I continue until I know he is okay here and will not regress back into "Mason's World." It only takes a few seconds and I know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tears&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SPJDZoPFWKI/AAAAAAAAAp0/8lr9-N5U5Gk/s1600-h/5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SPJDZoPFWKI/AAAAAAAAAp0/8lr9-N5U5Gk/s400/5.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256337822671263906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I got him. He's okay&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SPJDV5RYkDI/AAAAAAAAAps/UoFPytTcBBM/s1600-h/blog+signature.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SPJDV5RYkDI/AAAAAAAAAps/UoFPytTcBBM/s400/blog+signature.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256337758524837938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1548517554018015057-1786725854864926168?l=kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com/feeds/1786725854864926168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1548517554018015057&amp;postID=1786725854864926168&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548517554018015057/posts/default/1786725854864926168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548517554018015057/posts/default/1786725854864926168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com/2008/10/finding-mason.html' title='Finding Mason...'/><author><name>Krissy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09680262941993831043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SYTm6vS1fTI/AAAAAAAABEs/R7TP-HN8f_E/S220/krissy3+mod.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SPJDs69R_6I/AAAAAAAAAqU/1WH0HQWb4VE/s72-c/1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1548517554018015057.post-7830509495271503239</id><published>2008-10-12T12:09:00.010-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T12:31:31.924-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Colors of Fall?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;This week's challenge on the &lt;a href="http://www.photochallengeblog.blogspot.com/"&gt;Photo Challenge Blog &lt;/a&gt;is to photograph the 'Colors of the Season.' I've been patient for three days now.. waiting to see some of those amazing Fall colors that we normally see in Colorado. As luck would have it, a fog vaguely reminiscent of something you'd see in a Stephen King movie &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;decended&lt;/span&gt; upon my town as the challenge was issued and I can't even see the ROAD, let alone the COLOR! I'm waiting and watching for one of those hideous  3 foot long mosquito looking things to slam into one of my windows! (Stephen King movie). Yes, the fog is bad!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;I took this photo around Noon today off of my back patio.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SPJAzbridGI/AAAAAAAAApU/t0jYS19U4jc/s1600-h/IMG_2875.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SPJAzbridGI/AAAAAAAAApU/t0jYS19U4jc/s400/IMG_2875.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256334967442666594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In a true effort to snuff the fog, Ashli and I decided to make some Fall Colored Food!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We pulled her "helper's chair" over to the island and set forth on our mission to create whole wheat pumpkin, raisin, walnut muffins. (From scratch!) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SPI-XtU_ZVI/AAAAAAAAAo8/o3V_1JCD7_8/s1600-h/IMG_2840.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SPI-XtU_ZVI/AAAAAAAAAo8/o3V_1JCD7_8/s400/IMG_2840.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256332292120339794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ashli was a VERY big help!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SPI-TIAcSkI/AAAAAAAAAo0/bSidNgaQJ_0/s1600-h/IMG_2843.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SPI-TIAcSkI/AAAAAAAAAo0/bSidNgaQJ_0/s400/IMG_2843.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256332213382564418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;YUMM&lt;/span&gt;! They came out super moist, and the perfect pumpkin color!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SPI96Qg_plI/AAAAAAAAAos/rU1LaMyg1oQ/s1600-h/IMG_2859.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SPI96Qg_plI/AAAAAAAAAos/rU1LaMyg1oQ/s400/IMG_2859.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256331786169853522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Why stop there? We're in the ZONE! So we decide to make some coconut &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;macaroons&lt;/span&gt;. Those of you who know me know that I am a firm believer that cocunut should be it's own food group!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SPI90ucOzEI/AAAAAAAAAok/YWhZZns9iD4/s1600-h/IMG_2847.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SPI90ucOzEI/AAAAAAAAAok/YWhZZns9iD4/s400/IMG_2847.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256331691123723330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ashli proved to be invaluable with the mixer while Momma was getting Pumpkin Muffins out of the oven =o)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She only whined about her arms getting tired once!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SPI9tLD0O-I/AAAAAAAAAoc/-RAqv1lj4XI/s1600-h/IMG_2857.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SPI9tLD0O-I/AAAAAAAAAoc/-RAqv1lj4XI/s400/IMG_2857.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256331561366993890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mmmmm not too bad for my first attempt. Perfectly light, moist and oooooooooh so coconutty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Definitely a great way to waste a foggy fall day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SPI9hBFmJXI/AAAAAAAAAoU/Esvj3z2gnJ0/s1600-h/blog+signature.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SPI9hBFmJXI/AAAAAAAAAoU/Esvj3z2gnJ0/s400/blog+signature.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256331352531674482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1548517554018015057-7830509495271503239?l=kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com/feeds/7830509495271503239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1548517554018015057&amp;postID=7830509495271503239&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548517554018015057/posts/default/7830509495271503239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548517554018015057/posts/default/7830509495271503239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com/2008/10/colors-of-fall.html' title='Colors of Fall?'/><author><name>Krissy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09680262941993831043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SYTm6vS1fTI/AAAAAAAABEs/R7TP-HN8f_E/S220/krissy3+mod.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SPJAzbridGI/AAAAAAAAApU/t0jYS19U4jc/s72-c/IMG_2875.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1548517554018015057.post-5077775590996348320</id><published>2008-10-10T20:51:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T21:10:06.701-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I caulk... therefore I ROCK!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Catchy eh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have been a caulking FOOL the past couple of weeks. Caulking/painting the chair rails in Ashli's room, caulking the bathrooms, and finally, caulking and painting the shelves for Ashli's room today. While I think i'm a handy sort of girl, I am in no way some contracting master. I don't even know if I am using the caulk gun (or caulk) the right way! But let me just take you to CAULK school for a breif moment. Have you ever cut off the tip of a caulk bottle? The crap explodes out of the tube with ferver!  If you don't slam a paper towel over the tip ASAP you'll lose half the bottle all over the floor. And WHAT a PITA to clean up! It smears goo all over the place and if you don't get it cleaned up while it's wet, you'll NEVER get it out! Speaking of "Goo," after you squirt the stuff on the tub, or shelf or whatever, you have to squish it into place with your finger and spread... fun huh? Not so much. So, I was perusing the caulk isle at Home Depot a while back (yep, they have a caulk isle) and I saw this little yellow finger looking thingy called a 'DAP CAP' It is basically a paper towel replacer and a finger all in one! YAY!  It keeps the goo in when you want it in, and after you lay down your bead of caulk, you can use the other end to squish! LOVE IT! Now, I can caulk all over the place and I don't leave a nasty white bead of goo all over the house, nor is the icky stuff all over my fingers! So ladies, get out there and show your husband/boyfriend/dad/other significant male in your life that you can ROCK THE CAULK too. LMAO corny huh? Can you tell I'm like SO High on my new found capability?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SPAVUCueTwI/AAAAAAAAAoE/BTuR-DgyKyQ/s1600-h/IMG_2798.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SPAVUCueTwI/AAAAAAAAAoE/BTuR-DgyKyQ/s400/IMG_2798.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255724199214731010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Don't look at my post like you're on the wrong blog.. LOL Caulking really gives everything a nice, finished, clean look. And it's super easy! Get thee to Home Depot and get to caulking your baseboards ladies!  Next week? We're installing SHELVING (for your scrapbook supplies!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SPAVUbcOSQI/AAAAAAAAAoM/nvYQVCOyimg/s1600-h/IMG_2803.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SPAVUbcOSQI/AAAAAAAAAoM/nvYQVCOyimg/s400/IMG_2803.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255724205849069826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SPAVBvAvUxI/AAAAAAAAAn8/RwCunFj_wkQ/s1600-h/blog+signature.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SPAVBvAvUxI/AAAAAAAAAn8/RwCunFj_wkQ/s400/blog+signature.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255723884684989202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1548517554018015057-5077775590996348320?l=kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com/feeds/5077775590996348320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1548517554018015057&amp;postID=5077775590996348320&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548517554018015057/posts/default/5077775590996348320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548517554018015057/posts/default/5077775590996348320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-caulk-therefore-i-rock.html' title='I caulk... therefore I ROCK!'/><author><name>Krissy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09680262941993831043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SYTm6vS1fTI/AAAAAAAABEs/R7TP-HN8f_E/S220/krissy3+mod.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SPAVUCueTwI/AAAAAAAAAoE/BTuR-DgyKyQ/s72-c/IMG_2798.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1548517554018015057.post-6630217126351042695</id><published>2008-10-10T15:59:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T16:55:37.025-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Did a little Scrappin'</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A WEEK AGO! Gosh, I'm so behind with everything! I completed this layout nearly two weeks ago and just haven't had time to photograph and upload it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The camera was lying all by its itty-bitty lonesome on the counter today begging me to pick it up and DO something with it, so I figured I'd get some of my work photographed and uploaded to it's appropriate places. =o)   It's been a productive day! Work is photographed, I have participated in manual labor around my house (i'll tell the story in an upcoming post), my children are clean and fed and I have two seconds to post my new layout while the chicken for my Chicken Enchiladas is 'poaching'.   Now, I have a silly question and if any of you happen to have the answer to this, please let me know.  Why do they call it "poaching"  Why don't they save me a lot of time and research and just say "BOIL THE DAMN CHICKEN?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Anyway, here's that layout I was talking about - I used some awesome cut papers from Pink Paislee, some Primas and a Fancy Pants overlay =o) TFL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SO_R5174LsI/AAAAAAAAAn0/YDQkOU8NC3A/s1600-h/IMG_2809.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SO_R5174LsI/AAAAAAAAAn0/YDQkOU8NC3A/s400/IMG_2809.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255650081825631938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1548517554018015057-6630217126351042695?l=kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com/feeds/6630217126351042695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1548517554018015057&amp;postID=6630217126351042695&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548517554018015057/posts/default/6630217126351042695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548517554018015057/posts/default/6630217126351042695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com/2008/10/did-little-scrappin.html' title='Did a little Scrappin&apos;'/><author><name>Krissy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09680262941993831043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SYTm6vS1fTI/AAAAAAAABEs/R7TP-HN8f_E/S220/krissy3+mod.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SO_R5174LsI/AAAAAAAAAn0/YDQkOU8NC3A/s72-c/IMG_2809.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1548517554018015057.post-1949224553755821154</id><published>2008-09-29T22:00:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T22:13:35.249-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Stacey &amp; Curtis</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;These are some photos from a shoot we did today for Stacey and Curtis.  I really do like how some of these came out~ Hope they like them too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SOGnBW1HEzI/AAAAAAAAAnk/i04nVKEyZto/s1600-h/IMG_2459.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SOGnBW1HEzI/AAAAAAAAAnk/i04nVKEyZto/s400/IMG_2459.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251662282240758578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SOGnBZHHNzI/AAAAAAAAAns/uMCA0pUyCJA/s1600-h/IMG_2518.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SOGnBZHHNzI/AAAAAAAAAns/uMCA0pUyCJA/s400/IMG_2518.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251662282853136178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SOGm07Bx-ZI/AAAAAAAAAnc/v17X1FvzpWs/s1600-h/IMG_2544.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SOGm07Bx-ZI/AAAAAAAAAnc/v17X1FvzpWs/s400/IMG_2544.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251662068619278738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SOGlHDOlHAI/AAAAAAAAAm0/akOiDDcyH1g/s1600-h/IMG_2593.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SOGlHDOlHAI/AAAAAAAAAm0/akOiDDcyH1g/s400/IMG_2593.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251660181034834946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SOGlHDY1SDI/AAAAAAAAAm8/FgEJ627EOAU/s1600-h/IMG_2394.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SOGlHDY1SDI/AAAAAAAAAm8/FgEJ627EOAU/s400/IMG_2394.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251660181077837874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SOGlHZyaR4I/AAAAAAAAAnE/UPM38mTktwU/s1600-h/IMG_2413.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SOGlHZyaR4I/AAAAAAAAAnE/UPM38mTktwU/s400/IMG_2413.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251660187090700162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SOGlHVuN6nI/AAAAAAAAAnM/2c-06LAJadU/s1600-h/IMG_2426.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SOGlHVuN6nI/AAAAAAAAAnM/2c-06LAJadU/s400/IMG_2426.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251660185999370866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SOGlHkASA8I/AAAAAAAAAnU/vycImf9woQE/s1600-h/IMG_2456.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SOGlHkASA8I/AAAAAAAAAnU/vycImf9woQE/s400/IMG_2456.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251660189833233346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SOGkwHJlB_I/AAAAAAAAAms/BsI4FIDgnOw/s1600-h/IMG_2402.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SOGkwHJlB_I/AAAAAAAAAms/BsI4FIDgnOw/s400/IMG_2402.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251659786950608882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SOGkrX3dJ-I/AAAAAAAAAmk/TaDXLDzx4oY/s1600-h/blog+signature.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SOGkrX3dJ-I/AAAAAAAAAmk/TaDXLDzx4oY/s400/blog+signature.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251659705538652130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1548517554018015057-1949224553755821154?l=kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com/feeds/1949224553755821154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1548517554018015057&amp;postID=1949224553755821154&amp;isPopup=true' title='23 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548517554018015057/posts/default/1949224553755821154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548517554018015057/posts/default/1949224553755821154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com/2008/09/stacey-curtis.html' title='Stacey &amp; Curtis'/><author><name>Krissy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09680262941993831043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SYTm6vS1fTI/AAAAAAAABEs/R7TP-HN8f_E/S220/krissy3+mod.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SOGnBW1HEzI/AAAAAAAAAnk/i04nVKEyZto/s72-c/IMG_2459.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>23</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1548517554018015057.post-3552703274500348058</id><published>2008-09-26T21:53:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T21:59:30.123-06:00</updated><title type='text'>*YAWN* Good Morning!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; I'm a few days late.. but better late than never right? LAST WEEK'S challenge on&lt;a href="http://www.photochallengeblog.blogspot.com"&gt; The Photo Challenge Blog&lt;/a&gt; was to photograph your morning...  Yeah. My mornings are hectic, so I took my camera to bed with me and decided I would photograph the very first thing I saw when I opened my eyes. Welcome to my bedroom, welcome to my morning---&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SN2uuH9XfEI/AAAAAAAAAmM/bp8gv8PuMMA/s1600-h/IMG_2239.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SN2uuH9XfEI/AAAAAAAAAmM/bp8gv8PuMMA/s400/IMG_2239.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250544848017521730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SN2uuEzayJI/AAAAAAAAAmU/ccUksi2X_9Q/s1600-h/IMG_2241.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SN2uuEzayJI/AAAAAAAAAmU/ccUksi2X_9Q/s400/IMG_2241.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250544847170488466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sorry for the iffy quality. I don't know what has happened! Either, ME or my camera forgot how to take photos. I'm betting it's prolly me! =o(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1548517554018015057-3552703274500348058?l=kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com/feeds/3552703274500348058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1548517554018015057&amp;postID=3552703274500348058&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548517554018015057/posts/default/3552703274500348058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548517554018015057/posts/default/3552703274500348058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com/2008/09/yawn-good-morning.html' title='*YAWN* Good Morning!'/><author><name>Krissy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09680262941993831043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SYTm6vS1fTI/AAAAAAAABEs/R7TP-HN8f_E/S220/krissy3+mod.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SN2uuH9XfEI/AAAAAAAAAmM/bp8gv8PuMMA/s72-c/IMG_2239.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1548517554018015057.post-1003148328836274714</id><published>2008-09-14T21:04:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T20:56:23.282-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Matani vs The Pool!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here's a layout I did last night of Matani's pool escapades this summer. He took on the pool... and he won. In about 2 hours. The pool had to be thrown away it was thrashed so badly!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SM3Q6Zk4rTI/AAAAAAAAAl8/C61Yy2lUS1Q/s1600-h/matani+pool.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SM3Q6Zk4rTI/AAAAAAAAAl8/C61Yy2lUS1Q/s400/matani+pool.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246078842673081650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I used the new Black Market Paper Society papers on this one, as well as some magic mesh, and some Basic Grey rubz. I wanted to give it that 'wet' look, so I dribbled diamond glaze all over the grungeboard splashes (thank you Tim Holtz!), and left 'water droplets' all over the page. It looks like the page is soaking wet, until you touch it! Cool effect!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;~K~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1548517554018015057-1003148328836274714?l=kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com/feeds/1003148328836274714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1548517554018015057&amp;postID=1003148328836274714&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548517554018015057/posts/default/1003148328836274714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548517554018015057/posts/default/1003148328836274714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com/2008/09/matani-vs-pool.html' title='Matani vs The Pool!'/><author><name>Krissy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09680262941993831043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SYTm6vS1fTI/AAAAAAAABEs/R7TP-HN8f_E/S220/krissy3+mod.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SM3Q6Zk4rTI/AAAAAAAAAl8/C61Yy2lUS1Q/s72-c/matani+pool.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1548517554018015057.post-8726713505890509378</id><published>2008-09-14T20:55:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T21:01:16.976-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a few Odds &amp; Ends...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pretty cool huh!?  I've been wanting to get a decent 'MOON' shot since I got my zoom lens. I've been so busy with the house, the kids, the... the... the  that I never got it. UNTIL TONIGHT! It seemed so close tonight, and the zoom helped even more! Thank the Lord for tripods and remote controls! YAY!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SM3PGsCdokI/AAAAAAAAAl0/YeL4ShMDmqo/s1600-h/IMG_2147.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SM3PGsCdokI/AAAAAAAAAl0/YeL4ShMDmqo/s400/IMG_2147.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246076854764151362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And... here's one of the Wonder Spaz. I noticed that &lt;a href="http://photochallengeblog.blogspot.com/"&gt;Photo Challenge&lt;/a&gt; this week is animals too... maybe they'll let me back in with this one of Matani showing his goose who the BOSS is!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SM3PArqer-I/AAAAAAAAAls/bCnc15srfmA/s1600-h/IMG_2100.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SM3PArqer-I/AAAAAAAAAls/bCnc15srfmA/s400/IMG_2100.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246076751584341986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1548517554018015057-8726713505890509378?l=kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com/feeds/8726713505890509378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1548517554018015057&amp;postID=8726713505890509378&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548517554018015057/posts/default/8726713505890509378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548517554018015057/posts/default/8726713505890509378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com/2008/09/just-few-odds-ends.html' title='Just a few Odds &amp; Ends...'/><author><name>Krissy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09680262941993831043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SYTm6vS1fTI/AAAAAAAABEs/R7TP-HN8f_E/S220/krissy3+mod.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SM3PGsCdokI/AAAAAAAAAl0/YeL4ShMDmqo/s72-c/IMG_2147.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1548517554018015057.post-2221598342393285365</id><published>2008-09-09T22:19:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T22:25:13.632-06:00</updated><title type='text'>First Deposit!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://events.autismspeaks.org/tributes/masonspuzzle"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SMdLAE6a_FI/AAAAAAAAAlc/dtNe0m9ECOw/s400/Puzzle+logo.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244242755787095122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Thanks to friends, family, caring scrapbookers and of course to &lt;a href="http://www.myacrylicalbum.com"&gt;My Acrylic Album,&lt;/a&gt; we were able to make the very first donation on behalf of Mason Puzzle to Autism Speaks!! We have created a tribute page for Mason and Mason's Puzzle. Through this page, we are able to keep track of the funds going to Autism Speaks in honor of my precious little man! Please take a moment to check out Mason's tribute page, and if you are able... please make a donation to Autism Speaks. No amount is too small!! Let's solve this puzzle, not only for Mason but for all children afflicted with Autism!&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;Check out Mason's tribute page here: &lt;a href="http://events.autismspeaks.org/tributes/masonspuzzle"&gt;http://events.autismspeaks.org/tributes/masonspuzzle&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1548517554018015057-2221598342393285365?l=kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com/feeds/2221598342393285365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1548517554018015057&amp;postID=2221598342393285365&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548517554018015057/posts/default/2221598342393285365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548517554018015057/posts/default/2221598342393285365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com/2008/09/first-deposit.html' title='First Deposit!!!!!!'/><author><name>Krissy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09680262941993831043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SYTm6vS1fTI/AAAAAAAABEs/R7TP-HN8f_E/S220/krissy3+mod.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SMdLAE6a_FI/AAAAAAAAAlc/dtNe0m9ECOw/s72-c/Puzzle+logo.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1548517554018015057.post-5388977922579298866</id><published>2008-09-03T14:57:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T15:04:49.542-06:00</updated><title type='text'>STOP INTERNET PREDATORS!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You owe it to your children who use  computers to check this program out! This program will effectively reduce the chances that your child will give pertinent personal information to online predators!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.blockoutgoing.com"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SL76ZHJbeVI/AAAAAAAAAlU/2Rfdfp-RR9g/s400/BLOCKOUTGOING.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241902325628107090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A very dear friend of mine has come up with a personal safety computer program which can prohibit your children from accidentally giving out personally identifying information via computer to online predators (or anyone for that matter!)  This program monitors your child's internet activity, can be customized to suit your specific needs and will give you reports of your child's activities if your child tries to type in 'prohibited' information. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've probably all seen the Dateline specials on T.V. about online predators and sex offenders, and how prevalent they are in our computers. They prey on our children in the safety of their own homes. This program stops these animals from getting any information you don't want them to have! I so very strongly urge ALL of you with children to go to&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.blockoutgoing.com"&gt;www.blockoutgoing.com &lt;/a&gt;and check out this very inexpensive program.  It just might save your child, or a child you know. And by all means, please let your friends and family know of this invaluable program!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1548517554018015057-5388977922579298866?l=kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com/feeds/5388977922579298866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1548517554018015057&amp;postID=5388977922579298866&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548517554018015057/posts/default/5388977922579298866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548517554018015057/posts/default/5388977922579298866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com/2008/09/stop-internet-predators.html' title='STOP INTERNET PREDATORS!'/><author><name>Krissy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09680262941993831043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SYTm6vS1fTI/AAAAAAAABEs/R7TP-HN8f_E/S220/krissy3+mod.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SL76ZHJbeVI/AAAAAAAAAlU/2Rfdfp-RR9g/s72-c/BLOCKOUTGOING.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1548517554018015057.post-8215579744345913709</id><published>2008-08-31T21:55:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T23:01:17.326-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a few photos from the house...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;The house we bought has been sitting empty for at least one year, maybe more. The grass was dead,  we weren't sure we'd be able to bring it back, but so far it's coming along! We have four trees in our front yard. One is DEFINITELY dead, one is definitely alive. The other two are really questionable. So off we went to the Nursery this week to pick out our new tree. This is a big deal for us, we love our plants and trees and  buying a new tree is like welcoming a new family member! After MUCH deliberation and searching, we found our perfect addition! He's an English Oak tree. Slow growing and very very strong. We love him and can't wait for him to grow along with our family! (no.. let me re-phrase, he can grow UP with Ashli and Mason, we are NOT growing our family!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SLtoYQ0JHLI/AAAAAAAAAkk/kxHqYtCjiuY/s1600-h/IMG_2002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SLtoYQ0JHLI/AAAAAAAAAkk/kxHqYtCjiuY/s400/IMG_2002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240897357415521458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Here is Gregg planting the new Oak, while Ashli supervises.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SLtoYkhjlhI/AAAAAAAAAks/bfOOxI3pxdM/s1600-h/IMG_2009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SLtoYkhjlhI/AAAAAAAAAks/bfOOxI3pxdM/s400/IMG_2009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240897362706273810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SLtoYyNbHVI/AAAAAAAAAk0/yasbYhPM3ys/s1600-h/IMG_2021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SLtoYyNbHVI/AAAAAAAAAk0/yasbYhPM3ys/s400/IMG_2021.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240897366379928914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Guess who I walked in on "helping" me to paint Ashli's room? Yeah.. that was a heart-stopping moment! A two-year-old with a loaded PURPLE paint brush in my new house! YIKES!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SLtqGrWNoeI/AAAAAAAAAlM/GDV6tUlMPLY/s1600-h/ashlis+flowers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SLtqGrWNoeI/AAAAAAAAAlM/GDV6tUlMPLY/s400/ashlis+flowers.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240899254323356130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;I'm in heaven.. I found RUB-ONS for WALLS!  YAY!!!!!!!!!  You scrapper people know what I mean! These are Vinyl rub ons from www.vinylwallart.com. These were the PERFECT addition to Ashli's new room! She loves her flowers!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SLtoZTQwMHI/AAAAAAAAAlE/J6XVd6F2s3E/s1600-h/ashlis+room.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SLtoZTQwMHI/AAAAAAAAAlE/J6XVd6F2s3E/s400/ashlis+room.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240897375252263026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;This is Ashli's room (unfinished). I spent this week painting it the colors that Ashli chose. The darker purple on the bottom and the lilac on top. We're waiting for daddy to pull it all together with a beautiful chair rail to separate the two colors. Then, I have to paint a book case and add a few little things and her room will be complete!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SLtoFsuXf4I/AAAAAAAAAj8/WvsraXvVo98/s1600-h/IMG_1864.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SLtoFsuXf4I/AAAAAAAAAj8/WvsraXvVo98/s400/IMG_1864.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240897038489976706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Here's the back yard. I think I took these photos two days after we moved in. We had NO fence and let me tell you.. with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;"Matani, The Wonder Spaz" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt; living in this house, we NEEDED a fence! Not to even mention what a pain in the butt it was to leash up both dogs to take them outside every hour or two! Thank GOD I have a very handy husband who was equally motivated to get that fence up ASAP! (I did help.. quite a bit too!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SLtoF1RABjI/AAAAAAAAAkE/V99f55BLZqc/s1600-h/IMG_1870.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SLtoF1RABjI/AAAAAAAAAkE/V99f55BLZqc/s400/IMG_1870.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240897040782722610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Another view of the backyard. Don't I have such lovely weeds? The yard had never been landscaped, so that is our NEXT big project! YIPPEE! More trees!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SLtoGOXVLPI/AAAAAAAAAkM/f29x14-0y7w/s1600-h/IMG_1872.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SLtoGOXVLPI/AAAAAAAAAkM/f29x14-0y7w/s400/IMG_1872.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240897047520161010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;And yet, another view of the back yard. This one shows the little deck we have off the dining room.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SLtoGcKYUtI/AAAAAAAAAkU/Ru_hebEKfNI/s1600-h/IMG_1875.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SLtoGcKYUtI/AAAAAAAAAkU/Ru_hebEKfNI/s400/IMG_1875.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240897051223937746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Here is my honey building our peace of mind. (And my sanity).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SLtoGZ3B37I/AAAAAAAAAkc/5hV8001UcpY/s1600-h/IMG_1967.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SLtoGZ3B37I/AAAAAAAAAkc/5hV8001UcpY/s400/IMG_1967.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240897050605903794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;You know I had to throw in a shot of Mason's amazing smile!  *sigh* I love that boy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;More photos to come, SOON hopefully!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1548517554018015057-8215579744345913709?l=kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com/feeds/8215579744345913709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1548517554018015057&amp;postID=8215579744345913709&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548517554018015057/posts/default/8215579744345913709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548517554018015057/posts/default/8215579744345913709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com/2008/08/just-few-photos-from-house.html' title='Just a few photos from the house...'/><author><name>Krissy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09680262941993831043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SYTm6vS1fTI/AAAAAAAABEs/R7TP-HN8f_E/S220/krissy3+mod.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SLtoYQ0JHLI/AAAAAAAAAkk/kxHqYtCjiuY/s72-c/IMG_2002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1548517554018015057.post-9189099443667542769</id><published>2008-08-31T21:49:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T21:55:08.178-06:00</updated><title type='text'>From A Dear Friend...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Many of you who read my blog know my dear friend &lt;a href="http://paulienvandenbosch.blogspot.com/"&gt;Paulien Van den Bosch&lt;/a&gt;, of Castricum Holland. This woman is a card making PHENOM! HOLY COW her work is so unbelievably GORGEOUS! She just finished giving classes in the Netherlands to more than 100 people on how to make cards like 'SHE' does! Anyway, my beautiful friend sent me this gorgeous card for my birthday and I just had to share it! It's STUNNING! Thank you Honey! I LOVE IT!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SLtmwYwgtMI/AAAAAAAAAj0/nzqvRMSAA_8/s1600-h/Paulien+Card.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SLtmwYwgtMI/AAAAAAAAAj0/nzqvRMSAA_8/s400/Paulien+Card.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240895572841379010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1548517554018015057-9189099443667542769?l=kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com/feeds/9189099443667542769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1548517554018015057&amp;postID=9189099443667542769&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548517554018015057/posts/default/9189099443667542769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548517554018015057/posts/default/9189099443667542769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com/2008/08/from-dear-friend.html' title='From A Dear Friend...'/><author><name>Krissy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09680262941993831043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SYTm6vS1fTI/AAAAAAAABEs/R7TP-HN8f_E/S220/krissy3+mod.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SLtmwYwgtMI/AAAAAAAAAj0/nzqvRMSAA_8/s72-c/Paulien+Card.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1548517554018015057.post-254370601245677736</id><published>2008-08-31T21:37:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T21:48:12.954-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Found a few minutes to SCRAAAAAAAAAAAP!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I snuck down to my little craft-room / office in the middle of the night (okay, it was 10:00. But at my age, that IS the middle of the night!) to get in a little bit of scrap-time. It felt good to get back to the hobby that I love and actually PLAY with some paper!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SLtkJqMgC5I/AAAAAAAAAjk/1DT85wXqc28/s1600-h/daisy+bucket_telling+the+story_krissy+m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SLtkJqMgC5I/AAAAAAAAAjk/1DT85wXqc28/s400/daisy+bucket_telling+the+story_krissy+m.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240892708484025234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is Ashli and her first Snowman. The journaling here reads:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;" I just love this photo of you with your first snow man! Oh how you loved him. You, daddy &amp;amp; the Smiths worked on him all morning and your "imagigation" brought him to life. In your eyes he was alive, and you loved him. It broke your heart when he melted, but he will always live in you!!"&lt;br /&gt;A big thank you to my dear friend &lt;a href="http://tj-runningwithscissors.blogspot.com/"&gt;Tracey Jackson&lt;/a&gt;, from whom I stole the lacing idea! Her layouts are REALLY fantastic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SLtkJ4cf19I/AAAAAAAAAjs/P25w6U6-qOM/s1600-h/destination+america.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SLtkJ4cf19I/AAAAAAAAAjs/P25w6U6-qOM/s400/destination+america.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240892712309217234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here is a layout I've been trying to get done since FEBRUARY. (I'm a tad bit behind) This layout documents Matani's travel from Johannesburg, South Africa to the United States. It's just a fun little collage full of memorabilia from his memorable journey. The tassels on this layout were made by &lt;a href="http://www.ecoafrica-usa.net/"&gt;Eco-Africa &lt;/a&gt;, A company who employs women in a small village in Zimbabwe to create hand made paper crafting papers, kits and other stuff. All proceeds go to help these women feed their families.&lt;br /&gt;Look for a complete feature on Eco-Africa in the March/April issue of Scrap N' Art!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1548517554018015057-254370601245677736?l=kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com/feeds/254370601245677736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1548517554018015057&amp;postID=254370601245677736&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548517554018015057/posts/default/254370601245677736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548517554018015057/posts/default/254370601245677736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com/2008/08/found-few-minutes-to-scraaaaaaaaaaap.html' title='Found a few minutes to SCRAAAAAAAAAAAP!'/><author><name>Krissy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09680262941993831043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SYTm6vS1fTI/AAAAAAAABEs/R7TP-HN8f_E/S220/krissy3+mod.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SLtkJqMgC5I/AAAAAAAAAjk/1DT85wXqc28/s72-c/daisy+bucket_telling+the+story_krissy+m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1548517554018015057.post-6817731950653788535</id><published>2008-08-24T21:10:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T21:25:52.096-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Wanna know what'll freak ya out?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So today, I am lazily going about putting laundry away and tidying up the house. No biggy right? Right. I walk into my bathroom to toss a loofa into the shower and turn back around to leave.. but I stop. Had I just seen... something outside the bathroom window? No.. No, it couldn't have been. I turn around slowly and gaze out my bathroom window. And just WHAT to my wondering eyes should appear?&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;A FRIGGIN' TORNADO! (No, I am not kidding. Who could possibly make this crap up?)&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;Yep folks, there was a TORNADO outside my window. I sat and stared at it for about a minute while trying to collect my thoughts and come to terms with what I thought I was seeing, when Gregg came in and says, "whatcha lookin' at?" I tell him that I'm not sure... but I think it's a tornado. He comes over and peeks out the window and sure enough... it's a tornado! "Go get your camera!" he says. Not, go get the kids.. go turn on the news.. no. "Go get the camera!" LOL! So I of course go turn on the news to see what is going on, as we had received no warning. The sirens never went off and sure enough there is a tornado warning in our area and a tornado currently on the ground (duh!). Being as the tornado was moving away from us, I thought it was safe to go ahead and grab my camera, but by the time I got all the way down to my scrap-room, unpacked the camera and got back up to my bathroom the tornado was dissipating and returning to the clouds. (Of course). So, here are the shots I did catch of it before it finally disappeared. You can click on the photos to make them larger if ya wanna.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This first shot shows the funnel going back up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SLIlO8XgloI/AAAAAAAAAjU/4mUAtEL83AI/s1600-h/tornado2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238290255238436482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SLIlO8XgloI/AAAAAAAAAjU/4mUAtEL83AI/s400/tornado2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;funnel going back up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SLIlPGbwABI/AAAAAAAAAjc/mxSiH7DdnRE/s1600-h/tornado1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238290257940578322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SLIlPGbwABI/AAAAAAAAAjc/mxSiH7DdnRE/s400/tornado1.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;funnel going back up, and the view from my bathroom LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SLIlE-J6IgI/AAAAAAAAAjM/Tl4tUKQz20Q/s1600-h/tornado3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238290083919569410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SLIlE-J6IgI/AAAAAAAAAjM/Tl4tUKQz20Q/s400/tornado3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The End!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1548517554018015057-6817731950653788535?l=kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com/feeds/6817731950653788535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1548517554018015057&amp;postID=6817731950653788535&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548517554018015057/posts/default/6817731950653788535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548517554018015057/posts/default/6817731950653788535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com/2008/08/wanna-know-whatll-freak-ya-out.html' title='Wanna know what&apos;ll freak ya out?'/><author><name>Krissy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09680262941993831043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SYTm6vS1fTI/AAAAAAAABEs/R7TP-HN8f_E/S220/krissy3+mod.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SLIlO8XgloI/AAAAAAAAAjU/4mUAtEL83AI/s72-c/tornado2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1548517554018015057.post-5965217117958940522</id><published>2008-08-23T21:02:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T21:04:49.074-06:00</updated><title type='text'>WE'RE IN!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Gosh it's been a long time huh?  We finally got moved into our new place two weeks ago. It's been CRAZY trying to unpack, get settled, build a fence, do the window coverings, keep up with therapies 4-5 days a week, keep up with Scrap N' Art and with My Acrylic Album and *attempt* to keep my sanity!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So here we are! All moved in, no photos on the computer yet *GASP!* But I'll get to it as soon as I can! Maybe tomorrow? I don't have any plans tomorrow other than staying in my Jammies ALL DAY LONG! LOL~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anyway, just wanted to post an update and let everyone know we're all alive! I hope to be able to start posting regularly again soon!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big hugs!&lt;br /&gt;~K~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1548517554018015057-5965217117958940522?l=kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com/feeds/5965217117958940522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1548517554018015057&amp;postID=5965217117958940522&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548517554018015057/posts/default/5965217117958940522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548517554018015057/posts/default/5965217117958940522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com/2008/08/were-in.html' title='WE&apos;RE IN!'/><author><name>Krissy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09680262941993831043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SYTm6vS1fTI/AAAAAAAABEs/R7TP-HN8f_E/S220/krissy3+mod.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1548517554018015057.post-6015209771077147354</id><published>2008-08-23T20:58:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T21:00:43.079-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Mason's Puzzle makes it to ENGLAND!</title><content type='html'>Thank you to my very dear friend Tracey, who has brought Mason's Puzzle to England.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out the link below to see the store display for Paper Paradise, in England!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tj-runningwithscissors.blogspot.com/2008/08/masons-puzzle.html"&gt;http://tj-runningwithscissors.blogspot.com/2008/08/masons-puzzle.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1548517554018015057-6015209771077147354?l=kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com/feeds/6015209771077147354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1548517554018015057&amp;postID=6015209771077147354&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548517554018015057/posts/default/6015209771077147354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548517554018015057/posts/default/6015209771077147354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com/2008/08/masons-puzzle-makes-it-to-england.html' title='Mason&apos;s Puzzle makes it to ENGLAND!'/><author><name>Krissy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09680262941993831043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SYTm6vS1fTI/AAAAAAAABEs/R7TP-HN8f_E/S220/krissy3+mod.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1548517554018015057.post-2473893833195439672</id><published>2008-08-02T20:36:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T20:40:52.335-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a little update...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well, our house is STILL under contract. No one has backed out *yet*!  We did manage to get our other house 'back', but in order to do so had to move the closing date up to the 8th! This seriously gave us less than 2 weeks to get ready to get out!  I'm not going to count my chickens before they hatch this time, but if all goes as planned, we sign off on this house and sign ON to our next house on Friday the 8th, and Saturday is moving day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We have been terribly busy with house hunting (up to 50+ properties in 4 days), Mason's therapies and various inspections and appraisals all over the place. Did I mention.. all of this with psycho dog? LOL! I only say that because he's right next to me mutilating his squeaky sea-horse!  Anyhow, I'm hoping that by Sept. 1st our lives will be SOMEWHAT back to normal, whatever THAT is!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We have LOTS to do at the new house (landscaping, furniture and window coverings.. etc) so I may be off and on sporatically for a while!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hope everyone is doing well!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~K~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1548517554018015057-2473893833195439672?l=kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com/feeds/2473893833195439672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1548517554018015057&amp;postID=2473893833195439672&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548517554018015057/posts/default/2473893833195439672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548517554018015057/posts/default/2473893833195439672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com/2008/08/just-little-update.html' title='Just a little update...'/><author><name>Krissy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09680262941993831043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SYTm6vS1fTI/AAAAAAAABEs/R7TP-HN8f_E/S220/krissy3+mod.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1548517554018015057.post-1494065625270631060</id><published>2008-07-17T20:21:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T07:14:04.433-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Some Pics.. Some News!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My daylillies are up! YAY!  Just in time for me to get one last photo before we move! (Hopefully). Our house is back under contract with a NEW set of buyers! So, again.. we have 30 days to find a new house and get out! We are trying desperately to get the house we had under contract back in May... but we are having to fight another buyer for it! UGH!!! Hopefully we'll know something soon. We've seen all the other homes in this area and they all pretty much SUCKED. So.. keep our fingers crossed!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SIAZcvPPNLI/AAAAAAAAAio/GPndQRheto4/s1600-h/IMG_1842.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224203549257184434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SIAZcvPPNLI/AAAAAAAAAio/GPndQRheto4/s400/IMG_1842.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a baby American Kestrel (Thanks HB!)  There are three babes and a mommy (see a few posts below). They have made my yard home for the past few days and enjoy sitting on my back fence! I got my camera out, DOUBLE CHECKED MY ISO and popped off a few shots. This little angel who has only been out of the nest for about 1-2 weeks let me get to within 5 feet or so of him. I just loved this shot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SH_-nw2AbhI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/cS2r8xk1NLA/s1600-h/IMG_1768.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224174051852840466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SH_-nw2AbhI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/cS2r8xk1NLA/s400/IMG_1768.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SH_-oHpAV9I/AAAAAAAAAiY/DLyRz0oAs2g/s1600-h/IMG_1836.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here is a dragonfly that I found hanging out on my raspberry bushes while I was Kestrel hunting.  I tried to get some great shots of it's face as I am convinced it was giving me some pretty strange looks, but every one of them came out blurry! Ah well, i'm trying my best to find those bugs Wen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SH_-oU04E5I/AAAAAAAAAig/-x1GMRomcPU/s1600-h/IMG_1836.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224174061511775122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SH_-oU04E5I/AAAAAAAAAig/-x1GMRomcPU/s400/IMG_1836.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1548517554018015057-1494065625270631060?l=kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com/feeds/1494065625270631060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1548517554018015057&amp;postID=1494065625270631060&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548517554018015057/posts/default/1494065625270631060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548517554018015057/posts/default/1494065625270631060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com/2008/07/some-pics-some-news.html' title='Some Pics.. Some News!'/><author><name>Krissy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09680262941993831043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SYTm6vS1fTI/AAAAAAAABEs/R7TP-HN8f_E/S220/krissy3+mod.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SIAZcvPPNLI/AAAAAAAAAio/GPndQRheto4/s72-c/IMG_1842.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1548517554018015057.post-9174539309977330088</id><published>2008-07-10T21:44:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T07:14:05.978-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fill 'er Up!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This week's challenge on the photo blog is to fill your frame, OR make your subject the focus. I'm reeeeeeeeeeeeally good at that one! So here are a couple from today!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I FOUND A BUG!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here ya go Wen, not nearly as good as YOUR grasshopper shot, but at least I flippin FOUND one! I was tempted to give him a leaf to eat.. just to see if I could get the 'money shot' No such luck! LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SHbXtDAvdnI/AAAAAAAAAho/HL-XaJ5c2TY/s1600-h/IMG_1653.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221597986885170802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SHbXtDAvdnI/AAAAAAAAAho/HL-XaJ5c2TY/s400/IMG_1653.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Here is my attempt to fill the frame with the beautiful storm clouds that were hanging over the house today!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SHbXtQOhFTI/AAAAAAAAAhw/QHMMqhTqIJc/s1600-h/IMG_1564.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221597990432609586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SHbXtQOhFTI/AAAAAAAAAhw/QHMMqhTqIJc/s400/IMG_1564.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This little beauty is the center of an Orchid... Her name is Sally.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(It's an Ashli thing)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SHbXtldlZMI/AAAAAAAAAh4/8bMgQrgvuss/s1600-h/IMG_1546.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221597996132951234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SHbXtldlZMI/AAAAAAAAAh4/8bMgQrgvuss/s400/IMG_1546.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Here is "Sally" again, after a little misting (spoiling)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SHbXt2mg5BI/AAAAAAAAAiA/m8FB0Ck3j7w/s1600-h/IMG_1542.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221598000733807634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SHbXt2mg5BI/AAAAAAAAAiA/m8FB0Ck3j7w/s400/IMG_1542.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This is Sally, in all her beautiful glory. MAN! These plants are just stunning!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SHbXuOus0cI/AAAAAAAAAiI/8pOTtb0doJM/s1600-h/IMG_1540.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221598007210594754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SHbXuOus0cI/AAAAAAAAAiI/8pOTtb0doJM/s400/IMG_1540.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1548517554018015057-9174539309977330088?l=kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com/feeds/9174539309977330088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1548517554018015057&amp;postID=9174539309977330088&amp;isPopup=true' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548517554018015057/posts/default/9174539309977330088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548517554018015057/posts/default/9174539309977330088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com/2008/07/fill-er-up.html' title='Fill &apos;er Up!'/><author><name>Krissy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09680262941993831043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SYTm6vS1fTI/AAAAAAAABEs/R7TP-HN8f_E/S220/krissy3+mod.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SHbXtDAvdnI/AAAAAAAAAho/HL-XaJ5c2TY/s72-c/IMG_1653.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1548517554018015057.post-4211771335497255211</id><published>2008-07-10T21:31:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T07:14:07.072-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Mah POOCH!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;There's mah boy! And his.. uhhmmm, errrr Tree? Gregg got so tired of Matani chewing on our bushes and trees that he just lopped a limb off and gave it to him! It's his new favorite toy!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh yeah.. notice that pink blob in his right eye? Yeah, I rushed him to the vet Monday morning (Thanks Stacey!) because I thought he had poked his eye with a stick (I don't know WHAT would make me think that...) Turns out his third eyelid (yes.. dogs have 3 eyelids. How alienish eh?) prolapsed. He has a "cherry eye" Purely cosmetic, won't cause him any harm and will cost about $600.00 to tuck back in with no guarantee that it won't prolapse again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ughhhh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SHbU-9nsd4I/AAAAAAAAAhA/x5AqNc63eQA/s1600-h/IMG_1601.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221594996140701570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SHbU-9nsd4I/AAAAAAAAAhA/x5AqNc63eQA/s400/IMG_1601.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I have finally accepted the fact that my dog has a lazy eye. I was in doubt (denial) until this photo series. Now I'm convinced.. poor thing. I can't tell if he's looking at me or the kids!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OR BOTH!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*stop laughing, it's not funny*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SHbU_Ub76RI/AAAAAAAAAhI/Q2CNrzm9FM8/s1600-h/IMG_1593.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221595002265397522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SHbU_Ub76RI/AAAAAAAAAhI/Q2CNrzm9FM8/s400/IMG_1593.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Do you think he likes his tree? Good grief, I couldn't get him to let it go!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SHbU_66w4UI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/Sr2d4KM9bCs/s1600-h/IMG_1590.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221595012595245378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SHbU_66w4UI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/Sr2d4KM9bCs/s400/IMG_1590.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Here he is "hovering" over it. Like I'm going to take it from him and start chewing on it!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SHbVAS-5QxI/AAAAAAAAAhY/r185VN87eMw/s1600-h/IMG_1584.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221595019055022866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SHbVAS-5QxI/AAAAAAAAAhY/r185VN87eMw/s400/IMG_1584.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally! A photo with no stick in his mouth! It is however, right beside him....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Eh, at least he likes it!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SHbVAlJRw5I/AAAAAAAAAhg/sHF6GQnRYpE/s1600-h/IMG_1579.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221595023930409874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SHbVAlJRw5I/AAAAAAAAAhg/sHF6GQnRYpE/s400/IMG_1579.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1548517554018015057-4211771335497255211?l=kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com/feeds/4211771335497255211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1548517554018015057&amp;postID=4211771335497255211&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548517554018015057/posts/default/4211771335497255211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548517554018015057/posts/default/4211771335497255211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com/2008/07/its-mah-pooch.html' title='It&apos;s Mah POOCH!'/><author><name>Krissy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09680262941993831043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SYTm6vS1fTI/AAAAAAAABEs/R7TP-HN8f_E/S220/krissy3+mod.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SHbU-9nsd4I/AAAAAAAAAhA/x5AqNc63eQA/s72-c/IMG_1601.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1548517554018015057.post-6475848010986843375</id><published>2008-07-07T23:08:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T07:14:07.543-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ohhhhh a new Raptor moves into the 'hood!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;My yard is a varitable playground for all things wild. We've had raccoons, rabbits, snakes, birds, bugs, squirrels, mice, Matani, and I'm pretty sure a coyote even! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We have a Red Tailed Hawk who has frequented our yard on NUMEROUS occasions. He would sit on our fence and lay in wait for some hungry little bird to hit up the neighbors birdfeeder. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Stealthy killer my ass! They are AMBUSH predators! But hey, I guess it's a bird-eat-bird world out there and ya gotta do what ya gotta do right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anyway, we haven't seen our Red Tailed Hawk in probably six months or more. Today I was outside with the kids and heard a squawking unlike anything I'd ever heard before! I ran outside and saw THIS little momma on the fence and ran back to get my ZOOM lens! Gregg and I have seen the chicks (three of them) in a neighbor's driveway and we could NOT figure out what kind of bird it was.. all we knew was that they were baby raptors of some sort, we are kind of thinking she may be some breed of Falcon? Well, the babies are flying now (and screaming very loudly) for their momma! The babes were up on the neighbor's roof and mom was on the fence.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SHL2vojBPsI/AAAAAAAAAgo/FFNyl7aCG3k/s1600-h/IMG_1516.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220506216274411202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SHL2vojBPsI/AAAAAAAAAgo/FFNyl7aCG3k/s400/IMG_1516.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SHL2v4gZg_I/AAAAAAAAAgw/qxIx73xvwCI/s1600-h/IMG_1518.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220506220558386162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SHL2v4gZg_I/AAAAAAAAAgw/qxIx73xvwCI/s400/IMG_1518.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SHL2wK4FpDI/AAAAAAAAAg4/Cd8SVn_cLzM/s1600-h/IMG_1521.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220506225489585202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SHL2wK4FpDI/AAAAAAAAAg4/Cd8SVn_cLzM/s400/IMG_1521.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I couldn't for the life of me figure out why her babies were screaming, and why SHE wasn't moving... until.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SHL2guk-OcI/AAAAAAAAAgg/C1NmLwDk8vM/s1600-h/IMG_1533.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220505960195176898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SHL2guk-OcI/AAAAAAAAAgg/C1NmLwDk8vM/s400/IMG_1533.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She pulled this tasty treasure off the fence picket. YUM! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Have I mentioned that these beautiful birds of prey (sabotage killers) like to catch, pluck and eat these things in my garden? It's pretty gross! But, she IS pretty! Anyone know what she is?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I think I'll call her SPIKE. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;An after-thought. I just realized when I blew these photos up and wondered WHY they were so grainy, that I had left my ISO at 800 after the firework show. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;blah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I hope she comes back!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1548517554018015057-6475848010986843375?l=kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com/feeds/6475848010986843375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1548517554018015057&amp;postID=6475848010986843375&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548517554018015057/posts/default/6475848010986843375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548517554018015057/posts/default/6475848010986843375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com/2008/07/ohhhhh-new-raptor-moves-into-hood.html' title='Ohhhhh a new Raptor moves into the &apos;hood!'/><author><name>Krissy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09680262941993831043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SYTm6vS1fTI/AAAAAAAABEs/R7TP-HN8f_E/S220/krissy3+mod.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SHL2vojBPsI/AAAAAAAAAgo/FFNyl7aCG3k/s72-c/IMG_1516.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1548517554018015057.post-2360825739571167182</id><published>2008-07-06T22:04:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T07:14:08.461-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I know it's not a great shot. I almost deleted it, but then I stopped... and started looking "into" the photo. You know? Matani is a little Crack Dog (See Matani's pool post below). He is hyper, only listens about half the time, is rambunctious and very VERY BIG! He's a true "puppy"... in a really big body. Somedays I want to send him back, others I love him to pieces. But one thing I've noticed about this 8 month old puppy is, he IS where his children ARE. If they are out back, He is out back with them. He is ever watchful over them while they play.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So, while he snores something awful and has reeeeeeeeeeeeally bad gas, I am grateful for him because he is doing exactly what we bought him to do. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Love and Protect our precious babies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SHGWPnsqxHI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/XTKyOgfudGI/s1600-h/IMG_0730.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220118638197654642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SHGWPnsqxHI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/XTKyOgfudGI/s400/IMG_0730.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Okay, Okay Okay!!!!!! GUESS WHO'S IN A BIG-BOY BED!!?!?!??!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;YESSSSSSS!!!! Mason!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After promptly bailing out of his crib in a rebelious leap inspired by insomnia (or it could have been a toy.. who knows), I decided it was time to turn Mason's crib into a toddler bed. Everyone had mixed feelings about this, citing that Mason wasn't "Mature" enough to handle being in a big boy bed. Well, "mature" or not, we didn't need a 2-year old with a broken leg... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Most little ones on the Autism Spectrum do NOT tolerate change very well. Mason, thankfully is NOT that kid! WAHOOOOO! He loved his new bed and hasn't had ONE single issue since we changed it around. That's "MY" boy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh, and please disregard that big nasty bruise on his head. It's been a mainstay since Mason began to walk. I have no clue why it seems that "I" have got the CLUTZIEST kids on the PLANET!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SHGWP5LEpiI/AAAAAAAAAgY/JnTy3bpcUBg/s1600-h/IMG_1150.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220118642888582690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SHGWP5LEpiI/AAAAAAAAAgY/JnTy3bpcUBg/s400/IMG_1150.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I have this very same shot, of Ashli when she was about 14-15 months old. It was always one of my favorites! When I saw Mason looking out at the rain today, I bolted for my camera! There is something so pure and innocent about a baby gazing out into the storm....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SHGWB_xFSAI/AAAAAAAAAgI/ncCUygCgJ3I/s1600-h/IMG_1502.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220118404140451842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SHGWB_xFSAI/AAAAAAAAAgI/ncCUygCgJ3I/s400/IMG_1502.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1548517554018015057-2360825739571167182?l=kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com/feeds/2360825739571167182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1548517554018015057&amp;postID=2360825739571167182&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548517554018015057/posts/default/2360825739571167182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548517554018015057/posts/default/2360825739571167182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-know-its-not-great-shot.html' title=''/><author><name>Krissy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09680262941993831043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SYTm6vS1fTI/AAAAAAAABEs/R7TP-HN8f_E/S220/krissy3+mod.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SHGWPnsqxHI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/XTKyOgfudGI/s72-c/IMG_0730.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1548517554018015057.post-8065039493756523726</id><published>2008-07-05T22:13:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T07:14:08.657-07:00</updated><title type='text'>oooooooh Feel That!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This week's challenge on the Photography Challenge Blog was TEXTURE. So, I thought... Trees have lotsa texture! Off I went. Here's what I got!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SHBGtsCqJqI/AAAAAAAAAgA/My96vOt94vc/s1600-h/IMG_1132.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219749718852773538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SHBGtsCqJqI/AAAAAAAAAgA/My96vOt94vc/s400/IMG_1132.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1548517554018015057-8065039493756523726?l=kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com/feeds/8065039493756523726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1548517554018015057&amp;postID=8065039493756523726&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548517554018015057/posts/default/8065039493756523726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548517554018015057/posts/default/8065039493756523726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com/2008/07/oooooooh-feel-that.html' title='oooooooh Feel That!'/><author><name>Krissy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09680262941993831043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SYTm6vS1fTI/AAAAAAAABEs/R7TP-HN8f_E/S220/krissy3+mod.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SHBGtsCqJqI/AAAAAAAAAgA/My96vOt94vc/s72-c/IMG_1132.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1548517554018015057.post-5558269237230657707</id><published>2008-07-05T14:31:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T07:14:10.514-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy "Pretendence" Day!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;In the words of my darling 4 year old - "Happy Pretendence Day Everyone!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Me, Ashli, Mason, Stacey, Brayden, Victoria and Calista all piled up and headed for the firework show at about 8 o'clock.  On the way, I saw this great sunset and had to jump out for a quick pic!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SG_bCxra3sI/AAAAAAAAAf4/YbbvbI8sT7Y/s1600-h/sunset+7408+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219631333887368898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SG_bCxra3sI/AAAAAAAAAf4/YbbvbI8sT7Y/s400/sunset+7408+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here are a few of the firework photos I shot. I still need some practice on firework shots, but all in all i'm pretty happy with how they came out!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SG_a8TnY2tI/AAAAAAAAAfw/eUoSu1UlqjA/s1600-h/IMG_1236.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219631222738180818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SG_a8TnY2tI/AAAAAAAAAfw/eUoSu1UlqjA/s400/IMG_1236.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SG_a0lSYuyI/AAAAAAAAAfI/nVnllhmkU-4/s1600-h/IMG_1398.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219631090042977058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SG_a0lSYuyI/AAAAAAAAAfI/nVnllhmkU-4/s400/IMG_1398.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SG_a1Zk812I/AAAAAAAAAfQ/tNiDFOng1AU/s1600-h/IMG_1397.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219631104079484770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SG_a1Zk812I/AAAAAAAAAfQ/tNiDFOng1AU/s400/IMG_1397.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SG_a1o-FxpI/AAAAAAAAAfY/2l1SDluGsCM/s1600-h/IMG_1348.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219631108211459730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SG_a1o-FxpI/AAAAAAAAAfY/2l1SDluGsCM/s400/IMG_1348.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SG_a14UANYI/AAAAAAAAAfg/APw60MLZtes/s1600-h/IMG_1295.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219631112329901442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SG_a14UANYI/AAAAAAAAAfg/APw60MLZtes/s400/IMG_1295.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SG_a2NymhKI/AAAAAAAAAfo/x6PBZQFi8m0/s1600-h/IMG_1288.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219631118095385762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SG_a2NymhKI/AAAAAAAAAfo/x6PBZQFi8m0/s400/IMG_1288.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Grand Finale! And boy, did they do it up RIGHT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SG_af032FoI/AAAAAAAAAe4/tKPd4D0tAA0/s1600-h/IMG_1485.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219630733449369218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SG_af032FoI/AAAAAAAAAe4/tKPd4D0tAA0/s400/IMG_1485.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SG_agEaziXI/AAAAAAAAAfA/2tAKRgHFgMo/s1600-h/IMG_1483.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219630737622534514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SG_agEaziXI/AAAAAAAAAfA/2tAKRgHFgMo/s400/IMG_1483.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, we pack it up.. clean up the spilled Razzle Juice all over the back of my Hummer (not a good thing), and promptly spend about 45 minutes trying to get home in firework traffic~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ahhhh to be Free!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1548517554018015057-5558269237230657707?l=kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com/feeds/5558269237230657707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1548517554018015057&amp;postID=5558269237230657707&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548517554018015057/posts/default/5558269237230657707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548517554018015057/posts/default/5558269237230657707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com/2008/07/happy-pretendence-day.html' title='Happy &quot;Pretendence&quot; Day!!!'/><author><name>Krissy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09680262941993831043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SYTm6vS1fTI/AAAAAAAABEs/R7TP-HN8f_E/S220/krissy3+mod.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SG_bCxra3sI/AAAAAAAAAf4/YbbvbI8sT7Y/s72-c/sunset+7408+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1548517554018015057.post-5417559043736828649</id><published>2008-06-30T11:28:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T07:14:10.681-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Help Us Solve Mason's Puzzle!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(RE-POST)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;See Below for new Blog Posts&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SGkX14a2dnI/AAAAAAAAAeo/dIjDEWLkffE/s1600-h/Mason%27s_Puzzle_logo_sm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217727857730942578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SGkX14a2dnI/AAAAAAAAAeo/dIjDEWLkffE/s400/Mason%27s_Puzzle_logo_sm.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It is estimated today that 1 in every 150 children is diagnosed with Autism. That number is increasing by 10-17% each year, making it more common than childhood cancer, juvenile diabetes, and pediatric AIDS combined. As of today the cause of Autism is unknown and there is no known cure. Krissy Mosbarger and My Acrylic Album have designed this forward thinking, beautifully crafted acrylic puzzle to help raise awareness of this catastrophic condition that is silencing our sons and daughters. For every puzzle album sold, a portion of the proceeds will go directly to autism research via &lt;a href="http://www.autismspeaks.org/"&gt;http://www.autismspeaks.org/&lt;/a&gt;. We invite you to contribute to the fight to find a cure for this rapidly growing epidemic by purchasing one of our exclusive acrylic puzzle albums. Thanks in advance to each and every one of you for helping to find a cure for my son and the countless other children who suffer from this disorder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SGkX2L9kmaI/AAAAAAAAAew/mYjwxb1uJEk/s1600-h/Masons_Puzzle_tn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217727862976846242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SGkX2L9kmaI/AAAAAAAAAew/mYjwxb1uJEk/s400/Masons_Puzzle_tn.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This fabulous one-of a-kind acrylic puzzle album takes project versatility further than any other acrylic album on the market! Our 6" x 6" puzzle album comes complete with (4) 6" interlocking puzzle pieces pre-drilled to be ring bound for use as a 6" puzzle album, or, this album can be "pieced" together to form a 12" x 12" scrapbook page or piece of home decor! The pre-drilled holes are arranged perfectly for showcasing this piece of art right on your wall! Our 8" x 8" album boasts the very same versatile qualities as our 6" puzzle with a lot more room to create! This 8" puzzle album pieced together creates a whopping 16" x 16" piece of wall art to showcase your beautiful paper crafting project! Not into mini albums? Not ready to venture into wall-hangings? This puzzle is the perfect medium for your group's puzzle swaps, or ATCs! The very BEST part of our one-of-a-kind puzzle album, is the benefits of buying it. Portions of each and every "Mason's Puzzle" sold will be sent directly to &lt;a href="http://autismspeaks.org/" target="_blank"&gt;AutismSpeaks.org&lt;/a&gt; to further their research in finding a cure for Autism.&lt;br /&gt;Each album comes with (4) pre-drilled puzzle pieces and (1) metal binding ring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://myacrylicalbum.com/index.php?main_page=index&amp;amp;cPath=22"&gt;http://myacrylicalbum.com/index.php?main_page=index&amp;amp;cPath=22&lt;/a&gt; &lt;~ This link will take you directly to the Mason's Puzzle page! (Please feel free to send this blog link to ANY AND ALL of your scrapbooking friends! Lets smear these awesome albums all over the scrapping community and really push to find a cause and cure for this horrible disorder!) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;With warmest hugs, Krissy Mosbarger&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1548517554018015057-5417559043736828649?l=kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com/feeds/5417559043736828649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1548517554018015057&amp;postID=5417559043736828649&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548517554018015057/posts/default/5417559043736828649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548517554018015057/posts/default/5417559043736828649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com/2008/06/help-us-solve-masons-puzzle_30.html' title='Help Us Solve Mason&apos;s Puzzle!'/><author><name>Krissy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09680262941993831043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SYTm6vS1fTI/AAAAAAAABEs/R7TP-HN8f_E/S220/krissy3+mod.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SGkX14a2dnI/AAAAAAAAAeo/dIjDEWLkffE/s72-c/Mason%27s_Puzzle_logo_sm.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1548517554018015057.post-8093164009106855597</id><published>2008-06-29T22:46:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T07:14:12.117-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"OOOOOOOOOOH DAISY-DAISY!"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yeah.. there's a story here. And a CUTE one too!  My grandmother has this little thing she says whenever she drops something, or a baby falls... etc. She always says, "WHOOPS-A-DAISY". Well, Ashli spent a little time with her Granny while learning to crawl and walk and she of course picked up this little "whoops-a-daisy" saying. Only, Ashli didn't say it quite right... Or, maybe she did. *smile*  Whenever Ashli would fall down or drop something, she would always say, "OOOOOOOOOOOOOOH Daisy - Daisy!" with a little southern twang in her voice. It was THE CUTEST thing you ever did hear! Okay, so YOU didn't hear it, I did... but just trust me! It was cute! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anyway, my neighbor has some beautiful Daisies growing in his front yard and I asked to take Ashli over for a little photo session so I could create a scrapbook layout. These are some of the photos I got today. (Thank you Mr &amp;amp; Mrs Smith!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SGhl1c-6feI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/3jRVRvVM8QY/s1600-h/IMG_1104.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217532137296264674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SGhl1c-6feI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/3jRVRvVM8QY/s400/IMG_1104.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Heeheehee, yes... they said it was okay for Ashli to pick a flower! They LOVE this girl, they'd give her ALL the flowers if she asked!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SGhl1nS-7II/AAAAAAAAAeY/LyTcG-IoL0o/s1600-h/IMG_1109.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217532140064795778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SGhl1nS-7II/AAAAAAAAAeY/LyTcG-IoL0o/s400/IMG_1109.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SGhl17_yUnI/AAAAAAAAAeg/GYDI7piCY2E/s1600-h/IMG_1112.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217532145621422706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SGhl17_yUnI/AAAAAAAAAeg/GYDI7piCY2E/s400/IMG_1112.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SGhljqoZ4zI/AAAAAAAAAdo/yfRCsFjVCQA/s1600-h/IMG_1072.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217531831722304306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SGhljqoZ4zI/AAAAAAAAAdo/yfRCsFjVCQA/s400/IMG_1072.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SGhlj1mtCVI/AAAAAAAAAdw/D-j2xv7XvSc/s1600-h/IMG_1073.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217531834667960658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SGhlj1mtCVI/AAAAAAAAAdw/D-j2xv7XvSc/s400/IMG_1073.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SGhlkHuof1I/AAAAAAAAAd4/jF6va6EjRkk/s1600-h/IMG_1074.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217531839533055826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SGhlkHuof1I/AAAAAAAAAd4/jF6va6EjRkk/s400/IMG_1074.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SGhlkUZcZSI/AAAAAAAAAeA/SwQHquuHOyo/s1600-h/IMG_1076.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217531842933843234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SGhlkUZcZSI/AAAAAAAAAeA/SwQHquuHOyo/s400/IMG_1076.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SGhlkq55L1I/AAAAAAAAAeI/C9-akzhflfg/s1600-h/IMG_1081.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217531848975527762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SGhlkq55L1I/AAAAAAAAAeI/C9-akzhflfg/s400/IMG_1081.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1548517554018015057-8093164009106855597?l=kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com/feeds/8093164009106855597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1548517554018015057&amp;postID=8093164009106855597&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548517554018015057/posts/default/8093164009106855597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548517554018015057/posts/default/8093164009106855597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com/2008/06/ooooooooooh-daisy-daisy.html' title='&quot;OOOOOOOOOOH DAISY-DAISY!&quot;'/><author><name>Krissy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09680262941993831043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SYTm6vS1fTI/AAAAAAAABEs/R7TP-HN8f_E/S220/krissy3+mod.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SGhl1c-6feI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/3jRVRvVM8QY/s72-c/IMG_1104.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1548517554018015057.post-5532676448837147517</id><published>2008-06-29T22:43:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T07:14:12.753-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just some Pretties I found...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here's another 'reflection' photo from last week's challenge!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SGhkuC8In_I/AAAAAAAAAdI/WulIFIi-J4Y/s1600-h/IMG_1143.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217530910534574066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SGhkuC8In_I/AAAAAAAAAdI/WulIFIi-J4Y/s400/IMG_1143.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SGhkuM2rRDI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/D0qLaAy4EO8/s1600-h/IMG_1137.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217530913196033074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SGhkuM2rRDI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/D0qLaAy4EO8/s400/IMG_1137.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SGhkuvVZ61I/AAAAAAAAAdY/fz6icGdJzKQ/s1600-h/IMG_1129.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217530922451725138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SGhkuvVZ61I/AAAAAAAAAdY/fz6icGdJzKQ/s400/IMG_1129.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SGhku4-NdZI/AAAAAAAAAdg/nghOvgcYsW0/s1600-h/IMG_1139.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217530925038794130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SGhku4-NdZI/AAAAAAAAAdg/nghOvgcYsW0/s400/IMG_1139.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1548517554018015057-5532676448837147517?l=kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com/feeds/5532676448837147517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1548517554018015057&amp;postID=5532676448837147517&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548517554018015057/posts/default/5532676448837147517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548517554018015057/posts/default/5532676448837147517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com/2008/06/just-some-pretties-i-found.html' title='Just some Pretties I found...'/><author><name>Krissy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09680262941993831043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SYTm6vS1fTI/AAAAAAAABEs/R7TP-HN8f_E/S220/krissy3+mod.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SGhkuC8In_I/AAAAAAAAAdI/WulIFIi-J4Y/s72-c/IMG_1143.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1548517554018015057.post-4102123775976531158</id><published>2008-06-29T22:32:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T07:14:13.163-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's an ADDICTION!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This week's photo challenge, is to photograph FOOD. Well, this is more like 'pureed food' but it's my sustenance nontheless. I could LIVE off of Razzle-Juice! For those of you not "in-the-know" - Razzle-Juice is what Ashli calls the Razzmataz. It's my $5.00 slurpee from Jamba Juice. Not only am I addicted to these things, but Ashli is now as well. It's at least ONCE every two days that I hear that sweet little voice pipe up and say, "Hey Mom, can we go get a Razzle-Juice today?" "Yes baby, of COURSE we can!" It's gotten so bad for us, that Gregg has actually said NO to a house I wanted to look at because it was, "too far from Jamba Juice!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SGhi97dByRI/AAAAAAAAAcw/hf7ZHaBj2So/s1600-h/IMG_1147.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217528984379705618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SGhi97dByRI/AAAAAAAAAcw/hf7ZHaBj2So/s400/IMG_1147.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SGhi-eAaiQI/AAAAAAAAAc4/ZOwyFF_l5s4/s1600-h/IMG_1149.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217528993654933762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SGhi-eAaiQI/AAAAAAAAAc4/ZOwyFF_l5s4/s400/IMG_1149.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1548517554018015057-4102123775976531158?l=kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com/feeds/4102123775976531158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1548517554018015057&amp;postID=4102123775976531158&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548517554018015057/posts/default/4102123775976531158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548517554018015057/posts/default/4102123775976531158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com/2008/06/its-addiction.html' title='It&apos;s an ADDICTION!'/><author><name>Krissy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09680262941993831043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SYTm6vS1fTI/AAAAAAAABEs/R7TP-HN8f_E/S220/krissy3+mod.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SGhi97dByRI/AAAAAAAAAcw/hf7ZHaBj2So/s72-c/IMG_1147.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1548517554018015057.post-8674125451959459102</id><published>2008-06-26T23:24:00.011-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T07:14:13.473-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Help us Solve Mason's Puzzle!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SGR7EhbPZJI/AAAAAAAAAck/Zx2JjiWWNDo/s1600-h/Mason%27s_Puzzle_logo_sm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216429586024195218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SGR7EhbPZJI/AAAAAAAAAck/Zx2JjiWWNDo/s400/Mason%27s_Puzzle_logo_sm.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It is estimated today that 1 in every 150 children is diagnosed with Autism. That number is increasing by 10-17% each year, making it more common than childhood cancer, juvenile diabetes, and pediatric AIDS combined. As of today the cause of Autism is unknown and there is no known cure. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Krissy Mosbarger and My Acrylic Album have designed this forward thinking, beautifully crafted acrylic puzzle to help raise awareness of this catastrophic condition that is silencing our sons and daughters. For every puzzle album sold, a portion of the proceeds will go directly to autism research via &lt;a href="http://www.autismspeaks.org/"&gt;http://www.autismspeaks.org/&lt;/a&gt;. We invite you to contribute to the fight to find a cure for this rapidly growing epidemic by purchasing one of our exclusive acrylic puzzle albums.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks in advance to each and every one of you for helping to find a cure for my son and the countless other children who suffer from this disorder.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SGR6fp0luYI/AAAAAAAAAcc/uweY6a5ybeE/s1600-h/Masons_Puzzle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216428952622840194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SGR6fp0luYI/AAAAAAAAAcc/uweY6a5ybeE/s400/Masons_Puzzle.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This fabulous one-of a-kind acrylic puzzle album takes project versatility further than any other acrylic album on the market! Our 6" x 6" puzzle album comes complete with (4) 6" interlocking puzzle pieces pre-drilled to be ring bound for use as a 6" puzzle album, or, this album can be "pieced" together to form a 12" x 12" scrapbook page or piece of home decor! The pre-drilled holes are arranged perfectly for showcasing this piece of art right on your wall! Our 8" x 8" album boasts the very same versatile qualities as our 6" puzzle with a lot more room to create! This 8" puzzle album pieced together creates a whopping 16" x 16" piece of wall art to showcase your beautiful paper crafting project! Not into mini albums? Not ready to venture into wall-hangings? This puzzle is the perfect medium for your group's puzzle swaps, or ATCs! The very BEST part of our one-of-a-kind puzzle album, is the benefits of buying it. Portions of each and every "Mason's Puzzle" sold will be sent directly to &lt;a href="http://autismspeaks.org/" target="_blank"&gt;AutismSpeaks.org&lt;/a&gt; to further their research in finding a cure for Autism.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Each album comes with (4) pre-drilled puzzle pieces and (1) metal binding ring. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://myacrylicalbum.com/index.php?main_page=index&amp;amp;cPath=22"&gt;http://myacrylicalbum.com/index.php?main_page=index&amp;amp;cPath=22&lt;/a&gt; &lt;~ This link will take you directly to the Mason's Puzzle page! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Please feel free to send this blog link to ANY AND ALL of your scrapbooking friends! Lets smear these awesome albums all over the scrapping community and really push to find a cause and cure for this horrible disorder!)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;With warmest hugs,&lt;br /&gt;Krissy Mosbarger&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1548517554018015057-8674125451959459102?l=kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com/feeds/8674125451959459102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1548517554018015057&amp;postID=8674125451959459102&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548517554018015057/posts/default/8674125451959459102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548517554018015057/posts/default/8674125451959459102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com/2008/06/help-us-solve-masons-puzzle.html' title='Help us Solve Mason&apos;s Puzzle!'/><author><name>Krissy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09680262941993831043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SYTm6vS1fTI/AAAAAAAABEs/R7TP-HN8f_E/S220/krissy3+mod.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SGR7EhbPZJI/AAAAAAAAAck/Zx2JjiWWNDo/s72-c/Mason%27s_Puzzle_logo_sm.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1548517554018015057.post-1327215831319610309</id><published>2008-06-25T22:34:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T07:14:14.270-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Reflections... continued</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Soooooo we went to the park the other day, after getting a tip from Karin that there really IS water in Colorado! You just have to DRIVE 20 miles to FIND SOME! Anyway, I loaded up the littles and we headed off to Wash Park to practice a little reflection photography. I really didn't get too many decent shots as there were "storm clouds a-looming" (as Ashli would say)! But, I did manage to get a couple to share with ya'll! Thanks for the tip Karin, it's a fab park!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SGMdDh9ykRI/AAAAAAAAAb8/qTMZzMZHzys/s1600-h/IMG_1009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216044739919515922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SGMdDh9ykRI/AAAAAAAAAb8/qTMZzMZHzys/s400/IMG_1009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SGMdEASTq9I/AAAAAAAAAcE/77OrYTIRWmg/s1600-h/IMG_0992.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216044748058635218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SGMdEASTq9I/AAAAAAAAAcE/77OrYTIRWmg/s400/IMG_0992.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1548517554018015057-1327215831319610309?l=kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com/feeds/1327215831319610309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1548517554018015057&amp;postID=1327215831319610309&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548517554018015057/posts/default/1327215831319610309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548517554018015057/posts/default/1327215831319610309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com/2008/06/reflections-continued.html' title='Reflections... continued'/><author><name>Krissy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09680262941993831043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SYTm6vS1fTI/AAAAAAAABEs/R7TP-HN8f_E/S220/krissy3+mod.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SGMdDh9ykRI/AAAAAAAAAb8/qTMZzMZHzys/s72-c/IMG_1009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1548517554018015057.post-3559289348773577718</id><published>2008-06-25T22:17:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T07:14:16.911-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Day At The Park...</title><content type='html'>While we were at the park having fun and practicing my 'reflection photography' I got some fun shots of the kids, the critters, and the scenery~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ashli LOVED this beautiful old climbing tree that had ginormous branches that hung over the water's edge! And MOMMA loved the fantastic photo opps!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SGMZKLrORUI/AAAAAAAAAbU/gqetECTZv8M/s1600-h/IMG_0976.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216040456148632898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SGMZKLrORUI/AAAAAAAAAbU/gqetECTZv8M/s400/IMG_0976.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We were lucky enough to have Mason's Occupational Therapist (Mike) meet us at the park for a little O/T! Mason LOVED the slide routine and even counted ONE, TWO... THREEEEEEEEEEEEE! Before he raced down the slide! YAY! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;OH OH OH! Framing shot! LOL~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SGMZKiKoALI/AAAAAAAAAbc/lPpPZesO-SM/s1600-h/IMG_0962.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216040462185922738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SGMZKiKoALI/AAAAAAAAAbc/lPpPZesO-SM/s400/IMG_0962.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I am not sure WHAT kind of wierd funk this poor tree had going on, but it looked REALLY COOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SGMZKzFONhI/AAAAAAAAAbk/kHvjMr9kJ4k/s1600-h/IMG_0938.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216040466726663698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SGMZKzFONhI/AAAAAAAAAbk/kHvjMr9kJ4k/s400/IMG_0938.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Hhahahaha, I love this photo of this curious Goose! I handed ashli a loaf of bread and let her try her hand at feeding the ducks. Within a matter of .08 seconds we must have had every duck, goose and gosling at the park chasing us down! This little guy was just as interested in my camera, as I was in him! Too funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SGMZLM9d2kI/AAAAAAAAAbs/AS5PK_2tIag/s1600-h/IMG_0907.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216040473673456194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SGMZLM9d2kI/AAAAAAAAAbs/AS5PK_2tIag/s400/IMG_0907.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;After we ran for dear life from the starving mob of 30 pound geese, we happened across this little fellow who was just soooooooo cute we HAD to give him a few bites!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SGMZLWMsgYI/AAAAAAAAAb0/AKhfZBSnqwI/s1600-h/IMG_0887.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216040476153250178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SGMZLWMsgYI/AAAAAAAAAb0/AKhfZBSnqwI/s400/IMG_0887.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh to stop and smell (shove a macro lens into) the flowers! This park had great flower gardens with lots of beautiful blooms! (Thanks Karin!)&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SGMY2OXJi4I/AAAAAAAAAas/tK04XwiPX-8/s1600-h/IMG_1066.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SGMY2OXJi4I/AAAAAAAAAas/tK04XwiPX-8/s1600-h/IMG_1066.jpg"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216040113272359810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SGMY2OXJi4I/AAAAAAAAAas/tK04XwiPX-8/s400/IMG_1066.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SGMY2UkbXLI/AAAAAAAAAa0/rP765jHWdFs/s1600-h/IMG_1061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216040114938666162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SGMY2UkbXLI/AAAAAAAAAa0/rP765jHWdFs/s400/IMG_1061.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SGMY2t3q2tI/AAAAAAAAAa8/Ka0dHYMByM4/s1600-h/IMG_1046.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216040121730259666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SGMY2t3q2tI/AAAAAAAAAa8/Ka0dHYMByM4/s400/IMG_1046.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Here's our little squirrel friend (or Tree Rat, as daddy calls them) having a little bite to eat - courtesy of Ashli.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SGMY2y84FiI/AAAAAAAAAbE/konWGFsA8m8/s1600-h/IMG_1045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216040123094275618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SGMY2y84FiI/AAAAAAAAAbE/konWGFsA8m8/s400/IMG_1045.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Here's another fantastic photo of Ashli curled up on that old climbing tree again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SGMY3OLpZKI/AAAAAAAAAbM/wAzvBp_YDxw/s1600-h/IMG_0979.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216040130403984546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SGMY3OLpZKI/AAAAAAAAAbM/wAzvBp_YDxw/s400/IMG_0979.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; All in all, I think it was a great day! Sure there were clouds making it difficult to capture any 'outstanding' photos. But the kids and I had a really good time, and all the critters at the park had full tummies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1548517554018015057-3559289348773577718?l=kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com/feeds/3559289348773577718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1548517554018015057&amp;postID=3559289348773577718&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548517554018015057/posts/default/3559289348773577718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548517554018015057/posts/default/3559289348773577718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com/2008/06/day-at-park.html' title='A Day At The Park...'/><author><name>Krissy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09680262941993831043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SYTm6vS1fTI/AAAAAAAABEs/R7TP-HN8f_E/S220/krissy3+mod.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SGMZKLrORUI/AAAAAAAAAbU/gqetECTZv8M/s72-c/IMG_0976.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1548517554018015057.post-6176824839748598099</id><published>2008-06-22T21:34:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T07:14:17.217-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Reflections...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This week's photo challenge, was 'reflections'. I was so hoping to be able to get to a lake, or pond... or even PUDDLE for crying out loud, but it was a big fat NO-GO. Too much going on around here between therapies, dentists (oy-vey!), and even an emergency trip to the Veterinarian! (Borris will be okay thank goodness!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So, here is my best reflection photo. Mason's reflection in the refrigerator, as he is sitting on the dishwasher door! Hmmm you think he's dishwasher safe? LOL!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SF8Z_VG56MI/AAAAAAAAAak/xm1pMOKWv-0/s1600-h/dishwasher4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214915469306882242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SF8Z_VG56MI/AAAAAAAAAak/xm1pMOKWv-0/s400/dishwasher4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1548517554018015057-6176824839748598099?l=kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com/feeds/6176824839748598099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1548517554018015057&amp;postID=6176824839748598099&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548517554018015057/posts/default/6176824839748598099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548517554018015057/posts/default/6176824839748598099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com/2008/06/reflections.html' title='Reflections...'/><author><name>Krissy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09680262941993831043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SYTm6vS1fTI/AAAAAAAABEs/R7TP-HN8f_E/S220/krissy3+mod.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SF8Z_VG56MI/AAAAAAAAAak/xm1pMOKWv-0/s72-c/dishwasher4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1548517554018015057.post-7430801496584245800</id><published>2008-06-16T21:58:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T07:14:18.309-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A cute wittle wabbit!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really do LOVE my yard. EVERY SINGLE DAY I can count on having at least one (sometimes up to six) little cotton-tail rabbit taking a rest in my lush green lawn. Sure, he may nibble here and there, but they have never in 6.5 harmed my yard. So they can STAY! Besides, I get to have cute little bunny rabbits, and I don't have to feed them OR clean up after them!&lt;br /&gt;SCORE!&lt;br /&gt;I went outside today and played "Jane Goodall" of the rabbits to get these shots. This precious little angel let me get to within about 3 feet of him, and was so comfortable that he actually groomed himself with me there~ No, I don't speak bug (Wendy does that!) But I may know a few words in cotton-tail!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hehehe this is how they 'hide'. Everytime we see the bunnies hunched down like this, we feel as though they are saying, "they can't see me, they can't see me, they can't see me!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SFc2rWQ24hI/AAAAAAAAAaU/sJcPFVniLvc/s1600-h/IMG_0774.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SFc4hmvnNLI/AAAAAAAAAac/Q7WvE1e8ioo/s1600-h/IMG_0774.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212697243691726002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SFc4hmvnNLI/AAAAAAAAAac/Q7WvE1e8ioo/s400/IMG_0774.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A little grooming to let me know, he's okay with me being there!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SFc2qK6I_bI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/QQOPKoPUToM/s1600-h/IMG_0792.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212695191815257522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SFc2qK6I_bI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/QQOPKoPUToM/s400/IMG_0792.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SFc2qYJbknI/AAAAAAAAAaE/WumNfelnfN8/s1600-h/IMG_0791.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212695195369050738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SFc2qYJbknI/AAAAAAAAAaE/WumNfelnfN8/s400/IMG_0791.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SFc2q3a3LWI/AAAAAAAAAaM/2426u1HJ-Dk/s1600-h/IMG_0790.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212695203763662178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SFc2q3a3LWI/AAAAAAAAAaM/2426u1HJ-Dk/s400/IMG_0790.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1548517554018015057-7430801496584245800?l=kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com/feeds/7430801496584245800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1548517554018015057&amp;postID=7430801496584245800&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548517554018015057/posts/default/7430801496584245800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548517554018015057/posts/default/7430801496584245800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com/2008/06/cute-wittle-wabbit.html' title='A cute wittle wabbit!'/><author><name>Krissy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09680262941993831043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SYTm6vS1fTI/AAAAAAAABEs/R7TP-HN8f_E/S220/krissy3+mod.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SFc4hmvnNLI/AAAAAAAAAac/Q7WvE1e8ioo/s72-c/IMG_0774.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1548517554018015057.post-2045918895072390491</id><published>2008-06-16T21:55:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T07:14:18.419-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Father's Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This was the kids' &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;HAPPY DADDY'S DAY&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; gift to Gregg. It's a 12x12" garden stepping stone with their footprints laid in, and the flowers were created using stained glass squished into the stone (cement). All in all? I think daddy loved it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SFc1xK2O8xI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/EOlUCG2JEdM/s1600-h/IMG_0716.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212694212546327314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SFc1xK2O8xI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/EOlUCG2JEdM/s400/IMG_0716.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1548517554018015057-2045918895072390491?l=kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com/feeds/2045918895072390491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1548517554018015057&amp;postID=2045918895072390491&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548517554018015057/posts/default/2045918895072390491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548517554018015057/posts/default/2045918895072390491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com/2008/06/happy-fathers-day.html' title='Happy Father&apos;s Day!'/><author><name>Krissy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09680262941993831043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SYTm6vS1fTI/AAAAAAAABEs/R7TP-HN8f_E/S220/krissy3+mod.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SFc1xK2O8xI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/EOlUCG2JEdM/s72-c/IMG_0716.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1548517554018015057.post-2398629005807802835</id><published>2008-06-16T21:51:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T07:14:19.254-07:00</updated><title type='text'>5 More...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;So, i'm trying my darndest to look for "fives" for the photo challenge. Here are two more FIVES that I came up with yesteday!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Five rocks. I didn't put them there, I &lt;em&gt;found &lt;/em&gt;them there! Darn Kids!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SFc1C188dBI/AAAAAAAAAZk/WIwBZP9K5M0/s1600-h/IMG_0732.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212693416663348242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SFc1C188dBI/AAAAAAAAAZk/WIwBZP9K5M0/s400/IMG_0732.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I know, I'm back-tracking here, but I did happen to find FIVE of the most precious piggies in the world! What a lucky girl I am!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SFc1DvgQzJI/AAAAAAAAAZs/5oyUfA5TH1c/s1600-h/IMG_0736.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212693432112303250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SFc1DvgQzJI/AAAAAAAAAZs/5oyUfA5TH1c/s400/IMG_0736.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1548517554018015057-2398629005807802835?l=kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com/feeds/2398629005807802835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1548517554018015057&amp;postID=2398629005807802835&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548517554018015057/posts/default/2398629005807802835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1548517554018015057/posts/default/2398629005807802835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinmosbargerphotography.blogspot.com/2008/06/5-more.html' title='5 More...'/><author><name>Krissy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09680262941993831043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SYTm6vS1fTI/AAAAAAAABEs/R7TP-HN8f_E/S220/krissy3+mod.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SFc1C188dBI/AAAAAAAAAZk/WIwBZP9K5M0/s72-c/IMG_0732.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1548517554018015057.post-1080767803588803178</id><published>2008-06-15T14:37:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T07:14:20.769-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A little bit of Macro Lovin'!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After taking my Quantaray 70-300mm, f/4-5.6 macro lens out yesterday to show Karin the zoom capabilities on it,  I got to thinking... "Self,"  (I call myself - Self). "Self, you really ought to get that lens out more often and work on some macro shooting." So today during naptime (after my dog inadvertently mauled my hand (it was my fault, not his), I put my macro lens onto my camera and headed into the back yard. Man! My yard is VERY interesting and beautiful when you look at it piece by teeny tiny piece! Here are a few of the shots I took today! Thanks for looking...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bumble Bee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SFV-bF9aBmI/AAAAAAAAAZc/Fpv7By5jF9I/s1600-h/IMG_0708.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SFV-bF9aBmI/AAAAAAAAAZc/Fpv7By5jF9I/s400/IMG_0708.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212211147672520290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The inside of a Clematis flower&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SFV-OoL5cZI/AAAAAAAAAY0/PZb-49pldhU/s1600-h/IMG_0640.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SFV-OoL5cZI/AAAAAAAAAY0/PZb-49pldhU/s400/IMG_0640.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212210933521805714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The inside of an Asian Lilly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SFV-PqVAldI/AAAAAAAAAY8/7oc9fLWfHVk/s1600-h/IMG_0649.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SFV-PqVAldI/AAAAAAAAAY8/7oc9fLWfHVk/s400/IMG_0649.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212210951276762578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My pride and joy, this is a new bloom from my Mr. Lincoln rose bush. The blooms on this bush are the most beautiful and fragrant in my yard. I am a tried and true sucker for blood red roses!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;(Credit: My husband is the rose gardener extraordinaire, it is only through his meticulous caring for my Mr. Lincoln that she can put forth blooms like this!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SFV-QAmTy1I/AAAAAAAAAZE/iXeLTdLnUQM/s1600-h/IMG_0664.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SFV-QAmTy1I/AAAAAAAAAZE/iXeLTdLnUQM/s400/IMG_0664.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212210957254904658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Some upclose shots of my Dahlias&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SFV-QknDI_I/AAAAAAAAAZM/p3jEl8NSKDU/s1600-h/IMG_0685.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SFV-QknDI_I/AAAAAAAAAZM/p3jEl8NSKDU/s400/IMG_0685.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212210966921683954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There's that silly ol'  Bumble Bee again! Evidently my Salvia's are VERY tasty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjCo/SFV-Q9IK8zI/AAAAAAAAAZU/JUSHQd9j7pE/s1600-h/IMG_0703.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NDfCghCSjC
