<?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-8053280</id><updated>2012-01-30T16:20:43.268-08:00</updated><title type='text'>This is the Great Adventure</title><subtitle type='html'>Discovering the miracles of life!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisthegreatadventure.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8053280/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisisthegreatadventure.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8053280/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14821787656180664339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jt3KBEtelEQ/S0A35ON2WbI/AAAAAAAAHuU/M08Fy3wG27Q/S220/DSC_0220sm.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>1285</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8053280.post-2203365878399649988</id><published>2012-01-29T23:21:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-29T23:57:56.058-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Full Circle</title><content type='html'>The past few days have been a bit of a blur. Ken was at an Open House at work all day on Saturday, and I was at home with the kids who were nutty... I think it was the rain. On Friday night we put an offer in on the townhouse, starting low hoping to work the owner down enough for us to be happy. It felt like a long day because of that, I just wanted it to come together, the back and forth and waiting is too stressful. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to church this morning hopeful to hear some good news later in the day. It was our annual AGM day, so we stayed for a mini lunch, meeting and vote. We shared with friends that we were in the midst of closing a deal on a place, and that was exciting. Everyone knows how expensive it is around here, so to find a place under what we wanted to spend is a miracle!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came in the door and saw a message on the phone, I answered it while Ken watched my face... we got it!!! The tears flowed a bit, it was exciting, overwhelming and really felt like God had brought us to this place. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kicker... we get possession on April 1st. Most of you know that is the day my Mom died. The reason we even got this inheritance is because when my Mom died, Nana and Papa changed their will to give my Mom's share of their estate to my brother and I when they passed away. I know Nana and Papa's really wanted us to have our own place one day, and I am so very thankful that we can always say they were a huge part of this big step in our lives. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this week is going to be a bit crazy now with getting paperwork looked at from the Strata minutes, inspection and finalizing our financing. Its Ken's birthday next week, quite the present eh?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8053280-2203365878399649988?l=thisisthegreatadventure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisthegreatadventure.blogspot.com/feeds/2203365878399649988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8053280&amp;postID=2203365878399649988' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8053280/posts/default/2203365878399649988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8053280/posts/default/2203365878399649988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisisthegreatadventure.blogspot.com/2012/01/full-circle.html' title='Full Circle'/><author><name>Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14821787656180664339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jt3KBEtelEQ/S0A35ON2WbI/AAAAAAAAHuU/M08Fy3wG27Q/S220/DSC_0220sm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8053280.post-3513192109470393617</id><published>2012-01-26T18:37:00.004-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-26T20:14:58.635-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally Thursday...</title><content type='html'>I was so anxious about today I forgot to wake Xander for his music class this morning, oops. Do you think my brain was in another place or what!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soooooooooo, at 1pm today we meet to see the place. Ken was home working today, as he had a dentist appointment in the morning, and my Dad joined us too. We took a brief look at the parking garage and grounds around the unit, thankful for no rain today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we came in, the first thing I saw was an extremely cluttered space. Huge furniture and no staging, not to mention basic cleaning is something these people aren't pros at. Of course you need to push that aside and think logically, which as artists we can do pretty well. So I give you the pros and cons&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Pros!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Good main floor size - the flow of the layout was nice&lt;br /&gt;-The kitchen - the size of it was awesome for a townhouse. &lt;br /&gt;-3 bedrooms - all good size&lt;br /&gt;-Storage - lots of closets, deep ones too in all the rooms and through out the home&lt;br /&gt;-Family friendly complex, pets allowed, nice front area for bbq and kids to play&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Cons!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-One bathroom, its a good size and we are used to one so not a deal breaker for us, especially when most of the townhouses that are older here don't have more than one. Ha!&lt;br /&gt;-DIRTY!!! Seriously, these people didn't take care of their home. Lots of tlc and paint needed to bring it back to his full potential.&lt;br /&gt;-laundry closet is in one of the bedrooms - the room we would give to Ariel had a large closet that we discovered the laundry in, kinda funny, Ariel actually was excited about that, haha. &lt;br /&gt;-Quirky layout - upstairs the 3rd loft bedroom is accessible via Ariel's room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Dad with us today were able to see what we could do to fix some of the quirks, mainly creating a hallway to make the access to Xander's room more privately, and thus to the laundry stuff too. In our minds, these are long term fixes, things that don't really matter when the kids are younger. When privacy becomes an issue we would know we have some choices in how to handle it. So that is a good to know. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 2 stairwells need some work, the one is missing the railing and the other is missing the rails that keep kids from falling through, much needed for our crazy daredevil of a son, haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The main appliance I see being a goner is the stove. Its pretty darn bad, but thankfully the others seem pretty good. If I was to guess the next to replace would be the fridge. The dishwasher and laundry are looking good. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our Realtor was away on a trip and had her assistant fill in, and he was fantastic. He did a quick look and later said what he felt it was worth. I think we decided what we felt we would pay for it as is, knowing what we need to invest to make is livable. I think overall we both felt it had potential, it had lots of room, a tad quirky but then so are we. We left with some papers to ponder, chat and pray about. Stay tuned...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8053280-3513192109470393617?l=thisisthegreatadventure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisthegreatadventure.blogspot.com/feeds/3513192109470393617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8053280&amp;postID=3513192109470393617' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8053280/posts/default/3513192109470393617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8053280/posts/default/3513192109470393617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisisthegreatadventure.blogspot.com/2012/01/finally-thursday.html' title='Finally Thursday...'/><author><name>Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14821787656180664339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jt3KBEtelEQ/S0A35ON2WbI/AAAAAAAAHuU/M08Fy3wG27Q/S220/DSC_0220sm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8053280.post-2196802151598979138</id><published>2012-01-24T08:53:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-24T09:33:45.824-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Great House Search of 2012 update</title><content type='html'>Well I haven't posted in a week, mainly due to being super swamped with orders, but now I have a few free days and I am enjoying them while I can, haha. I thought I'd catch everyone up on our search for a new home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when we last left off, we got pre-approved along with a good rate. Following up on the advice of everyone we contacted a broker, one which our real estate gal recommended. She gave us a rate just a tad under what the bank gave us, so we were pleased that there wasn't much difference. Then we started looking at listings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I have been watching the listings for ages, and one particular property in general. In our area, there are only a few townhouse complexes that fit our budget and have 3 bedrooms. Unfortunately, its not like places where the new ones are popping up everywhere... oh the choices we would have had if we moved to Surrey. Oh blah! The new ones that come up here are the same price as a basic house, but we knew that and so we accept what is here. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this one listing was one of 4 in the same complex but the only one with 3 bedrooms. I would check on it weekly to see if it was still there. At the time there was some major renovations happening there, and it was the middle of winter, so not a great time for selling, so it sat on the market. The moment the weather cleared up, and the renos were nearly done, 2 of the units sold fast. At that point we got pre-approval and booked a date for seeing the place... then the snow came, bah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had to cancel and wait... and when we were ready, the 3 bedroom listing was gone. Sob! I was really sad, mainly because there was nothing else available for 3 bedrooms. I thought it had sold, and just felt crushed that we didn't even get to see it. I pulled myself together and we went to start looking at what was out there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We saw some condos, everything with 2 bedrooms, and we just knew long term it wouldn't work. We really needed 3 bedrooms. I was really sad and had a bit of a moment of tears with the fact there isn't much available for our money. How can it be that we finally are able to find a home and not have anything we can afford?! Seems like things keep slipping out of grasp. Its annoying and frustrating. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last unit in that complex I had been watching was still open and said it was 2 bedrooms and a den, so I was optimistic that maybe it could work. We walked in and I was in love, it was cozy and felt like a real place we could have our family. We walked up stairs and saw the first bedroom and my heart sunk, the mini den was really added on to the room as a large storage closet more than anything. I kept thinking how it could work, but I was kidding myself. It wouldn't work. The rest of the home was perfect, I loved it, Ken loved it, Ariel loved it... but Xander would be left out without a place for him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That evening Ken and I chatted about how much that complex was the right one for us... it had everything we wanted, a deck space (no yard due to our allergies), nice flow, easy to find for friends and pick ups for orders with my business, and just looked like us! We then asked our Realtor if she could contact the old listing to see if it sold or if they just took it off the market... and if possible if they were considering selling if we could see it. I spent all weekend longingly looking at the pictures of the listing, praying that if it was meant to be we could see it. Ken kept telling me not to get my hopes up, but I just couldn't get it out of my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday afternoon after I came home from a trip to Costco, I got a call from the assistant of our Realtor. 'Hey, how soon do you want to see that place?' I stopped cold, 'um the 3 bedroom one?' 'Yep, what works for you this week?' So this Thursday we are FINALLY seeing that listing!!! Apparently, the people are going on an extended trip and were taking if off since they leave soon! So right now its not listed, and we get to see it!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So prayers and good thoughts this week as we see it. If its not the right one, at least we will know and will not continue to wonder if it was the one that got away. I just wish Thursday would come... eek! So I will blog Thursday with a yay or nay... and if its yay, then I guess we move on to the next step.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8053280-2196802151598979138?l=thisisthegreatadventure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisthegreatadventure.blogspot.com/feeds/2196802151598979138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8053280&amp;postID=2196802151598979138' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8053280/posts/default/2196802151598979138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8053280/posts/default/2196802151598979138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisisthegreatadventure.blogspot.com/2012/01/great-house-search-of-2012-update.html' title='The Great House Search of 2012 update'/><author><name>Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14821787656180664339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jt3KBEtelEQ/S0A35ON2WbI/AAAAAAAAHuU/M08Fy3wG27Q/S220/DSC_0220sm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8053280.post-6395876205497403780</id><published>2012-01-15T21:01:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-16T07:34:09.911-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Meh</title><content type='html'>I am a bundle of emotions this weekend, thanks hormones, you rock! Blah! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had a fun time with Ariel on Saturday for her Topsy Turvy pageant. It was a relaxed event, modeling pajamas and crazy outfits. Ariel won Supreme for her pajamas, which she was super excited about. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/381431_10150582804650979_576615978_11267721_1332281764_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 440px;" src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/381431_10150582804650979_576615978_11267721_1332281764_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Daddy even took part this time. They had a section for parents and siblings to give it a try. So Ken went up and did his best Sears catalog modeling and managed to win best personality, best modeling and most handsome. Way to go honey! He had everyone busting a gut and Ariel was SO proud of him. He was the only Daddy who did it, so it was very special for her. Although he lost out the top prize to the dancing 7 year old, but hey you can win them all!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Xander has been battling the sniffles all weekend. Lots of snot, and pretty clingy but was excited for the babysitter to come stay with him yesterday. They had fun and when we got home we took the whole family to dinner at White Spot with a gift card we had gotten at Christmas. The kids were great in the restaurant, Xander however was hilarious!. We pulled out the kids menu and asked what he wanted, FRIES! Yes Sweetie, but what would you like with it? He puts his finger to his chin and ponders, hmmm, um FRIES! No matter what we said he yelled fries, so we ordered him some fish, and the waiter laughed saying it kinda looks like a big fry. Either way, he was happy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/377948_10150583102825979_576615978_11269448_1688321426_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/377948_10150583102825979_576615978_11269448_1688321426_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Things are really picking up for me business wise. Lots of new people booking and this week alone I have 2 cake orders, an order for cake pops and a photo shoot. I just need to survive this week. &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/8053280-6395876205497403780?l=thisisthegreatadventure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisthegreatadventure.blogspot.com/feeds/6395876205497403780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8053280&amp;postID=6395876205497403780' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8053280/posts/default/6395876205497403780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8053280/posts/default/6395876205497403780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisisthegreatadventure.blogspot.com/2012/01/meh.html' title='Meh'/><author><name>Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14821787656180664339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jt3KBEtelEQ/S0A35ON2WbI/AAAAAAAAHuU/M08Fy3wG27Q/S220/DSC_0220sm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8053280.post-2539907146776341937</id><published>2012-01-09T15:36:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T18:03:45.076-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Woot!</title><content type='html'>Today is an exciting day, I finally cleaned the car trunk... well yes I did that but its bigger than that... um, finally got a new home phone to replace our dying ones... that too but no something else.... new keyboard and mouse as ours sent our computer into a fit last night dying haha... yes all those things happened today but today was the big day, we got pre-approved for a mortgage! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last week I got a chance to sit down and call the bank and chat, then Ken got to talk to them this past weekend and then today we got a call from the mortgage specialist. I sat with pen in hand and scared at what she might say, as I tend to worry about these things more than the average person. The first thing out of her mouth was, beautiful credit Janet, keep it up! Ooh, I felt special. She was a lovely lady who walked me through my questions as she gave me the numbers we were eager to hear. Much like we had though, they are what we wanted to work with in terms of what we were comfortable spending. Of course in our area that is limiting but at least its a start. Yay! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So as of today, we can start to look at homes!!! Eek! I emailed our real-estate gal and gave her the listings we wanted to see in our area as a starting point. We also had a possible lead through a friend at church who is a builder. So once we see what we can, we will chat with him about our numbers and see what is our best option. We got a fantastic rate, which I was really hoping for, and I do plan to call the mortgage broker to see if they could get us any better but I really don't know how much lower they could get, but in the way of being smart we shall see. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I told Ariel after school today the bank called and said we could look at some homes and she was really excited. "Just like that tv show, is that lady going to take you to see them?" Too cute!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like I mentioned first off, today was the day of upgrading and cleaning. This morning my Dad helped me clean out my VERY messy trunk of the car and fix my stupid turn signal light that came loose. Got rid of way to much crap that somehow always ends up in there. As a thank you I took him for a coffee and muffin. Afterwards we hit London Drugs before I dropped him at home so I could pick up a new keyboard and mouse. Our set has been dying, almost 10 years old, and last night in bed we could hear the usb going off and on trying to connect them to the computer. They are super sensitive and the mouse could barely click. I did some quick research on the 3 models at the store and got the mid priced one with the best review. It was easy install and I am a happy clam!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dad and Rita also were nice enough to pick up the new phone we needed from the US Costco this weekend. A better price for the same phone here at our Costco. Our phone would charge up forever but only get 5 minutes of talking time before dying. Not great when taking orders. Plus to replace the battery packs cost more than a new phone! So we opted for a new phone set and it came with 4 so if we move to a townhouse with 3 floors it will be perfect. They have funny ring tones and Ariel has picked one that sounds like some 80's video game music, lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Again sorry no pics, just in a writing mood today.  I'll post pictures soon... promise :)&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/8053280-2539907146776341937?l=thisisthegreatadventure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisthegreatadventure.blogspot.com/feeds/2539907146776341937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8053280&amp;postID=2539907146776341937' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8053280/posts/default/2539907146776341937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8053280/posts/default/2539907146776341937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisisthegreatadventure.blogspot.com/2012/01/woot.html' title='Woot!'/><author><name>Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14821787656180664339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jt3KBEtelEQ/S0A35ON2WbI/AAAAAAAAHuU/M08Fy3wG27Q/S220/DSC_0220sm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8053280.post-3846421620988876213</id><published>2012-01-06T22:36:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-07T00:03:33.380-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Whole Lot of Nothing!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Happy New Year! I suddenly realized I haven't been taking any pictures lately, perhaps the sign of needing a rest, haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;What can I say about this week.... Ken went back to work and Ariel returned to school (activities don't start up again till the following week). In my wisdom of looking back at last year, I realized that it be in my best interest to take any jobs during that last week of December rather than taking it off. I remembered January was slow last year, so I ended up taking on 3 large orders (a 3 tiered sweet sixteen cake, 2 tier 40th birthday and what I lovingly refer to as the Mr Spikey cake - a glove with spike poking from the cake - a video game inspired design). At this point I only have  a photo shoot booked later this month, and I don't mind that at all, because I really needed a break. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its nice just being with Xander again, and not having much to think about work wise. A long overdue vacation and I am savoring every minute because as I write this I got a few emails for bookings, so its going to get busy soon!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I asked Ariel if she wanted some muffins in her lunch to use her new muffin container she got in her stocking. She wanted some blueberry ones and I enjoyed baking them up, something I don't get much time for any more. Ariel was thrilled and loves seeing the cute muffin inside its house in her lunch bag daily. Hee. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some random moments this week with Ariel. I had just sat down to call our bank in setting up a new account and discussing getting pre approved for a mortgage and the other phone starts ringing, I look and its unlisted, which I assumed was maybe a cake call. I let it go to the machine and now my cel is beeping that I have a call. Again didn't worry since my cel is listed for business calls too. Then the phone rings again, this time I grab it when I see its Ken from work. He is a tad frantic, why didn't you answer? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Um, on the phone with the bank, sorry, whats wrong.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ariel's school called, she had an accident... a bathroom one. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Um... what?! Ok... oh wait the phone is beeping, maybe its the school...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hang up with Ken, and now my Dad is calling, as he is on the call list. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ariel had a bathroom accident, she needs a change of clothes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I dash around the house grabbing some clothes, getting Xander, all the while rescheduling a new call with the bank, doh. The drive over I was thinking the worse, stomach flu and poopy pants (since that happened once at preschool, not a fond memory) I walk into the building, and Ariel's teacher comes to meet me all smiles. Apparently she was playing with the water table... and warm water can sometimes... well you know. Ariel wasn't upset, and wanted to finish the day up so I went to wait the final 20 minutes at Dad and Rita's. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then came the play date. She has a friend in class that has been asking for ages for Ariel to come over and finally it worked out. The girl also happens to have a twin brother who is also in their class at school. When I came to pick Ariel up the older brother met me at the door with the mom. The first words out of his mouth were, Ariel kissed 'R', and they are boyfriend and girlfriend. Um hello?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We got in the car and I 'inquired' about this so called kiss. What happened? He asked for a kiss, so I kissed his cheek, so I wouldn't get germs from his mouth. Oh where to start... oh I know, ACK! Needless to say we had a long talk about how we are too young to kiss boys, and that I am glad that she only did on the cheek since kissing is special between people you love.  Of course she said she loved him though, like she does all her friends... um, sure, but no more kissing, got it!  I know she didn't mean anything by it and its harmless as I remember those days before boys became gross, but it did open up the dialog about not doing things just because people ask us to, especially if we don't know we should or not.... but seriously, oh boy I wasn't expecting that one yet. Perhaps the next play date will be at our place (girls only!), and Ken might be wanting to get his shot gun sooner than we thought, haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are in the process of getting wifi at our place, something we have been wanting to do for awhile but the arrival of the ipad has finally made me get around to calling. Of course we book it and then realize that our computer is older and wasn't set up for it. So I reschedule the appointment and talk to my brother about what to do in setting it up. Got the little usb thing that we need and now we wait for Tuesday. Yay. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today I went with Xander to Reitmans to spend my gift card on sale items! Whee! I got 5 items for $50 including jeans, 3 shirts and a sweater. They were all marked down and then today another 30% off at the till. Woot. We also picked Xander up a new pillow for his bed and got his McQueen pillow case finally on his bed, needless to say he was thrilled. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So next week we are back in the full regular routine, looking forward to seeing friends we haven't seen in a few weeks. I also have book club which will be fun.  Well Xander just woke up screaming, the joy of night terrors, so sorry for the lack of pictures, I'll get back to things soon... until then I shall enjoy my mini break. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8053280-3846421620988876213?l=thisisthegreatadventure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisthegreatadventure.blogspot.com/feeds/3846421620988876213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8053280&amp;postID=3846421620988876213' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8053280/posts/default/3846421620988876213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8053280/posts/default/3846421620988876213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisisthegreatadventure.blogspot.com/2012/01/whole-lot-of-nothing.html' title='A Whole Lot of Nothing!'/><author><name>Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14821787656180664339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jt3KBEtelEQ/S0A35ON2WbI/AAAAAAAAHuU/M08Fy3wG27Q/S220/DSC_0220sm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8053280.post-7421069003776993347</id><published>2011-12-31T14:52:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-31T15:44:34.488-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A look back at 2011!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;A quick look back at this year with some pictures and thoughts, yay!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We rang in the new year in January with friends and settled into the new 2011 with our 2 crazy kids!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/163748_10150108993200979_576615978_8064752_4586113_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/163748_10150108993200979_576615978_8064752_4586113_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;February proved to be a wet one... lots of puddles. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/180202_10150124180190979_576615978_8289448_1967318_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/180202_10150124180190979_576615978_8289448_1967318_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;March was when I really noticed my cake business taking off in a crazy way! It was excited and a new challenge. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zmlKfSA1LsU/Tv-U0mby0UI/AAAAAAAAI7Y/BjJZckXwX_E/s1600/DSC_3591.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zmlKfSA1LsU/Tv-U0mby0UI/AAAAAAAAI7Y/BjJZckXwX_E/s400/DSC_3591.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692432085410828610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;April was Easter and lots of fun with the kids. Xander was really starting to get into the holidays and activities. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/218127_10150221770935979_576615978_8996405_1591772_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/218127_10150221770935979_576615978_8996405_1591772_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;May was my good friend Ann and Teddy's wedding. Our first Indian wedding experience and of course we dressed up! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/255006_10150259698955979_576615978_9306802_2802026_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/255006_10150259698955979_576615978_9306802_2802026_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;June saw the end of Preschool days for Ariel. All ready for Kindergarten come fall!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/253586_10150273093170979_576615978_9453662_716298_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/253586_10150273093170979_576615978_9453662_716298_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;July was Auntie Kara and Uncle Chris' wedding, and we were all involved in one way or another. The kids played flower girl and ring bearer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/269782_10150309111680979_576615978_9698390_7400613_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/269782_10150309111680979_576615978_9698390_7400613_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/264201_10150309120515979_576615978_9698451_1290798_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/264201_10150309120515979_576615978_9698451_1290798_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;August brought 2 birthdays, and we were now proud parents of a 5 year old and a 2 year old! Both birthdays brought fun and memories. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/294435_10150341353020979_576615978_10047251_1661830_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/294435_10150341353020979_576615978_10047251_1661830_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/300669_10150359505935979_576615978_10227719_4717860_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/300669_10150359505935979_576615978_10227719_4717860_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;September brought a new school for Ariel! Our little Kindergarten girl!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/317343_10150362436645979_576615978_10258203_1558416924_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/317343_10150362436645979_576615978_10258203_1558416924_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;October was filled with pumpkins and candy with our Tinkerbell and Peter Pan. It also was when we lost our dear Papa. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/294269_10150419893750979_576615978_10603511_1993930334_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/294269_10150419893750979_576615978_10603511_1993930334_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;November we said good bye to Papa with a memorial.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/318676_10150455937805979_576615978_10810815_1054491818_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/318676_10150455937805979_576615978_10810815_1054491818_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;December brought the Christmas season and celebrating with our families. It also wrapped up our year and tonight we will welcome 2012. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/375437_10150478587980979_576615978_10881971_1079015830_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/375437_10150478587980979_576615978_10881971_1079015830_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is much to look forward to, much to be thankful for and much to experience together. Thank you for following our lives for another year, and I hope you continue to join us for all that is to come! Thank you Lord for letting us experience so much together, and we pray for a year that is full of joy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;Happy New Year!&lt;br /&gt;&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/8053280-7421069003776993347?l=thisisthegreatadventure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisthegreatadventure.blogspot.com/feeds/7421069003776993347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8053280&amp;postID=7421069003776993347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8053280/posts/default/7421069003776993347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8053280/posts/default/7421069003776993347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisisthegreatadventure.blogspot.com/2011/12/look-back-at-2011.html' title='A look back at 2011!'/><author><name>Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14821787656180664339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jt3KBEtelEQ/S0A35ON2WbI/AAAAAAAAHuU/M08Fy3wG27Q/S220/DSC_0220sm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zmlKfSA1LsU/Tv-U0mby0UI/AAAAAAAAI7Y/BjJZckXwX_E/s72-c/DSC_3591.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8053280.post-1509803715825486982</id><published>2011-12-30T22:00:00.004-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-31T13:17:58.380-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas!</title><content type='html'>Well I haven't been around, hence we have been knee deep in Christmas craziness around here. Once the church Christmas concert was done I could focus on the family and get back to the list of things I needed to take care of with work and preparation for us as a family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really loved having Ken off for the full 2 weeks this year, especially with Ariel home from school. The kids had a wonderful time with Daddy, and today Ariel said she didn't want to go back to school... aw. I know that means she has had a wonderful vacation, but I know once she is back with her friends again she will be a happy clam as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas was different for us this year. Dad and Rita were with her side of the family this year, and so we did our family gathering on the 23rd for brunch. The kids were excited to see their cousin and then had the extra surprise of all 3 of Rita's grand daughters visiting so Ariel was in 'girl heaven'.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/395477_10150537007205979_576615978_11077606_2315093_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/395477_10150537007205979_576615978_11077606_2315093_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a yummy breakfast, I brought my favorite overnight cinnamon buns... there were no survivors, haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/406654_10150537005475979_576615978_11077579_905564402_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/406654_10150537005475979_576615978_11077579_905564402_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Following that we did our gifts, this year only buying for the kids. Ariel was so excited about her new doll bunk bed. Something I know will be passed down to her kids. I had gotten her to bring along her doll that morning, knowing she would want to try it out. She also got a leap pad, which was also the big hit of the morning. Most of the kids were taking turns on it, and I must say its worth the hype it was getting. Ariel was taking photos, video and such on it, as well as lots of fun learning games - big thumbs up!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/374871_10150537006790979_576615978_11077603_1375434386_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/374871_10150537006790979_576615978_11077603_1375434386_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xander got some fun goodies too, including the roundhouse for his Thomas train set. He also got a really cool wooden puzzle set of Cars and a super cozy blanket that I must say I have somewhat stolen briefly, hehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/382765_10150537006575979_576615978_11077600_125778052_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/382765_10150537006575979_576615978_11077600_125778052_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both kids got some money from Uncle, Auntie and cousin H, and Ariel used hers for apps for the leap pad and Xander got a Bertie Bus and Sir Top'm Hat car for his Thomas set. We also got some fun money from 2 wins on our scratch cards from Penny and Bill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We stuck around most of the day at Dad and Rita's until the kids were ready to crash and we came home. The next day we had Christmas eve service at church, and Xander was NUTS! I don't know if it was the excitement or change in routine but at church he just wasn't happy. Ariel enjoyed the service, especially seeing her old preschool teacher dance. She however was starving since we do appetizers following the service and she refused to eat when we did earlier that afternoon, doh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We came home and quickly got the food into the oven as Ken got them in their jammies and on the couch for our evening Christmas feature of 'Christmas Eve on Sesame Street'. I never get tired of it, hee. They loved it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/388590_10150539085815979_576615978_11085077_299751604_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/388590_10150539085815979_576615978_11085077_299751604_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Then they got to open one small gift, which was a new book, The Berenstain Bears - The Joy of Giving. It was a new one and if you haven't seen the new line of books they are all faith based ones, so the bears are in the Church Christmas play, pretty cool actually. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/406580_10150551019095979_576615978_11141900_2062757675_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/406580_10150551019095979_576615978_11141900_2062757675_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once the kids were in bed, Ken and I had to finish wrapping gifts and laying out the stockings. I love doing stockings, they were always my favorite thing when I was little and I try hard to live up to the wonderful ones my mom did for us. They were always bursting with goodies and I found some fun stuff for the kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/375317_10150539309640979_576615978_11086297_158497620_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/375317_10150539309640979_576615978_11086297_158497620_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything ready under the glow of the tree, yay!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/390777_10150539309695979_576615978_11086298_864267132_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/390777_10150539309695979_576615978_11086298_864267132_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was midnight by the time we were in bed and morning came early with Xander getting up to snuggle with us at 6am. He was good and quiet but we finally asked him if he might like a present and he got all giddy. So we woke Ariel up and got the computer ready for a skype chat with Grammy and then poof, the power goes out. Uh.... crud. Thankfully it was brief, unlike our Thankgiving power outage, haha. We got back on schedule as the kids were eager to run downstairs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all did our stockings and then did our gifts from Grammy and the uncles. We got a family ipad! Very cool, and it even has our names on the back. Plus Grammy loaded it with lots of apps for us all, so the kids were every excited. We are now scheduled for wifi hook up next week. Haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/397006_10150540459515979_576615978_11092885_816578633_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/397006_10150540459515979_576615978_11092885_816578633_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids then did the gifts from us. Ariel got the much wanted friend for Julie. Her name is Kanani, she is from Hawaii and she is gorgeous! Ariel also got several of her accessories and was in American Girl heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/395993_10150540459325979_576615978_11092883_1012005164_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/395993_10150540459325979_576615978_11092883_1012005164_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xander opened his big gift, a drum set! Yes we are crazy, lol. He loves it and was eager to drum up a storm. The boy has music in him, so cute!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/396961_10150540459075979_576615978_11092880_845782481_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/396961_10150540459075979_576615978_11092880_845782481_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We finished our main gifts and headed to church for a short service. Ken had promised to help out since Pastor Dan and Amy had to catch a ferry and leave early. About 40 people showed up and it was a nice reflective morning. Afterwards we came home and Skyped this time with Ken's Dad and the kids did gifts with him. Lots of fun goodies of games and Thomas toys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids then played the morning away with their new toys. Ariel's dolls got acquainted and went on an adventure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/392368_10150542958280979_576615978_11106394_1031024220_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/392368_10150542958280979_576615978_11106394_1031024220_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Xander was in McQueen heaven...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/394712_10150542958575979_576615978_11106399_2025632125_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/394712_10150542958575979_576615978_11106399_2025632125_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... and Thomas heaven too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/377168_10150551019395979_576615978_11141902_682383381_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/377168_10150551019395979_576615978_11141902_682383381_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weird part of the day was we were alone the rest of the day. It was strange not to be heading anywhere to have dinner with family. Of course I cooked turkey and the fixings but it still was different.  The day finally ended and we went to bed. It had been a wonderful Christmas. Xander was so much fun this year, opening and yelling out 'yahoo' when he would see his gift. Ariel was a real gem, really loving her treasures and playing with everything. One of her favorite gifts was a bath robe with cupcakes. Something she asked for a long time ago after seeing us use them. She is eager to use it after baths and in the morning, its very cute!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are thankful this year for so much. Its hard to believe that 2011 is ending soon, but this will be one of those Christmas years I will remember for years to come. I love my family, my life and all the daily blessings. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Merry Christmas everyone, love from Ken, Jay, Ariel and Xander!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iR36GSbCKnY/Tv7BCsMxeAI/AAAAAAAAI7M/P443zC2e8Ug/s1600/DSC_3743a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 294px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iR36GSbCKnY/Tv7BCsMxeAI/AAAAAAAAI7M/P443zC2e8Ug/s400/DSC_3743a.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692199231011518466" /&gt;&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/8053280-1509803715825486982?l=thisisthegreatadventure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisthegreatadventure.blogspot.com/feeds/1509803715825486982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8053280&amp;postID=1509803715825486982' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8053280/posts/default/1509803715825486982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8053280/posts/default/1509803715825486982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisisthegreatadventure.blogspot.com/2011/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas!'/><author><name>Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14821787656180664339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jt3KBEtelEQ/S0A35ON2WbI/AAAAAAAAHuU/M08Fy3wG27Q/S220/DSC_0220sm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iR36GSbCKnY/Tv7BCsMxeAI/AAAAAAAAI7M/P443zC2e8Ug/s72-c/DSC_3743a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8053280.post-8806021708017787896</id><published>2011-12-19T13:48:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-19T14:01:32.897-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Program</title><content type='html'>We had our Christmas Concert at church, and I am happy to say it went off without a hitch, haha, a tad stressful in rehearsal but hey they say that means a good performance right? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was in such 'director' mode that I forgot my camera, doh, but Ken thankfully had the flip camera to film. He taped the whole production into one movie and I couldn't find our proper shrinking program to get the size of the file down properly so its really bad quality, but once Ken goes back to work we can get it fixed, haha. Oh well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That morning I finally got to see the dance Kara and the girls did for the first time and I was such a proud Mommy. I picked one of my favorite songs growing up, one I thought might hit a chord with those in the audience too. So enjoy....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="224" &gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true" /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.facebook.com/v/10150526733970979" /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.facebook.com/v/10150526733970979" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="224"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't describe the feeling in our church following the performance. It was like a joy that hasn't been around in ages. So many have been hurting in this time of transition but sometimes it just takes a child to really focus one back to the true meaning of the season... and to what is important in general. I am so thankful for the team of people who helped out and said YES when I asked. It meant so much to me and I am proud of the kids for stepping up and doing such an amazing job. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my own personal moments was during the rehearsal and the kids were practicing the singing and Xander who was with Ken watching yelled 'I SING' and ran up and stood proudly beside Ariel, hugging her. He didn't know the words but he wanted to be there too, and I look forward to the day he is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord, thank you for our children, thank you for our friends who are really part of our family... thank you for the little moments that make this world so wonderful... and I pray for our church to move forward... its time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8053280-8806021708017787896?l=thisisthegreatadventure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisthegreatadventure.blogspot.com/feeds/8806021708017787896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8053280&amp;postID=8806021708017787896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8053280/posts/default/8806021708017787896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8053280/posts/default/8806021708017787896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisisthegreatadventure.blogspot.com/2011/12/christmas-program.html' title='Christmas Program'/><author><name>Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14821787656180664339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jt3KBEtelEQ/S0A35ON2WbI/AAAAAAAAHuU/M08Fy3wG27Q/S220/DSC_0220sm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8053280.post-8674333895936312965</id><published>2011-12-16T20:28:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-16T23:18:03.106-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello Vacation!!!</title><content type='html'>Um... well maybe for the rest of them, I still have orders over the next 2 weeks... so much for time off, haha. I couldn't turn them down, really fun cake designs and good money for them. I just finished a Gucci purse tonight, will take some pictures of it tomorrow but I am really happy with it, looks like a purse, and who doesn't love a pretty bag... especially when its cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ariel had a fun day at school, and was really sad when she came home. She was in a real funk because it would be 2 weeks until she could go back. So we did our toes tonight with Muppet nail polish, Ariel chose 'Wocka Wocka'. She was wanting to cuddle, and I loved it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before school Ariel got a special gift from one of the boys in her class. His mom had talked to me prior saying her son was making her a gift. He had picked out pink polar fleece and made her a scarf. It was so cute and she loved it. I wasn't sure what was cuter, seeing his little face light up when she liked it or his brother giggling that he was giving a gift to a girl. Ariel told me he is just a friend... I think I told my mom the same thing about Ken... haha, ack! Far too soon for boys to come calling, but he is a sweetie so I will let it slide. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ariel and I made treats for her classmates last night, using our handy dandy chocolate mold. They turned out super cute and look like we did a lot of work, nope! She loved getting to hand them out at the end of the day, big grin on her face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/393461_10150523123300979_576615978_11021612_822797661_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/393461_10150523123300979_576615978_11021612_822797661_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Sunday afternoon Ariel and I went and took part at the charity pageant. We had adopted 2 families to do food and toy hampers for so it was great for the girls to have fun and give back. They had a photographer on site for the event and Ariel got a few shots done that we can use for other pageants. We always have so much fun meeting new girls and the holiday theme was fun and festive. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/390430_10150523122600979_576615978_11021607_451706089_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/390430_10150523122600979_576615978_11021607_451706089_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ariel got Best Dressed and a mini princess. She loved watching some of the girls do dances for the talent part, so she is busy practicing so she can do a dance at the next one. She never fails to amaze me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/381180_160282167405454_113925812041090_196129_1310344680_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/381180_160282167405454_113925812041090_196129_1310344680_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week I have been busy getting things together for the kids church program. I am ready for it to be over, haha, lots of stress and trying not to forget anything and getting people organized. I really felt called to do this, stressful and all, because I felt it was critical in our church's healing process. Just because we are in transition doesn't mean we let things go. I really hope it brings joy to everyone one, I think its going to be great... once it comes together, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The past few nights and Xander transitioning to his new bed have been pretty good. A few nights he slept solid till morning, sometimes up early and coming to snuggle with us until morning and one night when he was up every 20 minutes with night terrors. Ugh. All in all, he loves his bed, talks about it to people and spends time in it during the day reading. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of Xander, the little man is really catching on to colors, numbers etc. This video is from a few weeks ago, finally got around to uploading it, but it gives you a taste of his budding skills. I just love him to pieces... my little man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.onetruemedia.com/share_view_player?p=fed0bf088948d845223efb" quality="high" scale="noscale" width="408" height="382" wmode="transparent" name="FLVPlayer" salign="LT" flashvars="&amp;p=fed0bf088948d845223efb&amp;skin_id=701&amp;host=http://www.onetruemedia.com" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="margin:0px;font:12px/13px verdana,arial,sans-serif;line-height:20px;padding-bottom:15px;width:408px;text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.onetruemedia.com/landing?&amp;utm_source=emplay&amp;utm_medium=txt5" target="_blank" style="text-decoration:none;"&gt;Make a video - it's fun, easy and free!&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration:underline;"&gt;www.onetruemedia.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, time to get to bed... look for some fun updates during the break with our family fun time! Yay!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8053280-8674333895936312965?l=thisisthegreatadventure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisthegreatadventure.blogspot.com/feeds/8674333895936312965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8053280&amp;postID=8674333895936312965' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8053280/posts/default/8674333895936312965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8053280/posts/default/8674333895936312965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisisthegreatadventure.blogspot.com/2011/12/hello-vacation.html' title='Hello Vacation!!!'/><author><name>Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14821787656180664339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jt3KBEtelEQ/S0A35ON2WbI/AAAAAAAAHuU/M08Fy3wG27Q/S220/DSC_0220sm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8053280.post-2201126560927452919</id><published>2011-12-11T19:29:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-11T21:43:20.586-08:00</updated><title type='text'>One more week!</title><content type='html'>Wow, one more week and Ariel's off school and Ken is off work for 2 weeks of vacation bliss. Its been really, REALLY crazy here. I have been doing orders left and right, finishing photo editing for people to have their photos for Christmas gifts and some last minute poster designing for Christmas tourism book I did (which I got a copy of last week, eek!) I have been falling into bed dead tired nightly. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How bad is it when my Dad asks, when are you going to up date your blog? Hmmm, I guess its been too long. Too busy, too blah! Meh!  Ok, what has happened lately? Besides work, the kids have been enjoying the Christmas fun.  Xander got to experience his first chocolate advent calendar, 2 thumbs up... and a slight annoyance that he hasn't figured out that he only gets one a day. Haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/384211_10150501857370979_576615978_10954255_2125053221_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/384211_10150501857370979_576615978_10954255_2125053221_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We all enjoyed the local tree lighting ceremony, which included the tree being lit on the first try this year, haha.  Ariel sat with a friend from school, which is one of those fun things about having kids in school, hanging in the community with new pals.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/377790_10150501857620979_576615978_10954257_259333798_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/377790_10150501857620979_576615978_10954257_259333798_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ariel's school had a Santa Breakfast event one morning and it was early enough for Daddy to join us before going to work, and Grandpa came along too. Yummy pancakes and and seeing Santa... who Ariel informed me isn't the real Santa... because he is at the mall. Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/379099_10150501855880979_576615978_10954250_1709876490_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/379099_10150501855880979_576615978_10954250_1709876490_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some Christmas art from school. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/390704_10150501841595979_576615978_10954236_1223681564_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/390704_10150501841595979_576615978_10954236_1223681564_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We also experienced watching our daughter in her first Christmas concert at school. Something I was praying would happen. If you are local you know how there is a 'job action' with teachers and so the fact our school was one of the few that actually went ahead with it, well, it really meant a lot. Ariel was so so SO excited. She was giddy and her little friends were oh so cute. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/388664_10150506453710979_576615978_10968030_4597229_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/388664_10150506453710979_576615978_10968030_4597229_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since I attended the dress rehearsal I knew where we should sit to see her well and we could even her her sing that night! Daddy was pretty proud, as was Mommy.  A clip from the big finale with all the kids. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.onetruemedia.com/share_view_player?p=fe448f75a04482ca55c19f" quality="high" scale="noscale" width="408" height="382" wmode="transparent" name="FLVPlayer" salign="LT" flashvars="&amp;amp;p=fe448f75a04482ca55c19f&amp;amp;skin_id=701&amp;amp;host=http://www.onetruemedia.com" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="margin:0px;font:12px/13px verdana,arial,sans-serif;line-height:20px;padding-bottom:15px;width:408px;text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.onetruemedia.com/landing?&amp;amp;utm_source=emplay&amp;amp;utm_medium=txt5" target="_blank" style="text-decoration:none;"&gt;Make a video - it's fun, easy and free!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration:underline;"&gt;www.onetruemedia.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The concert was a Pirates Christmas, which was incredibly cute! The Kindergarten classes sang traditional songs that they tied into the story. Ariel's class did Jingle Bells, complete with bells. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/393748_10150506453785979_576615978_10968031_1145478896_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/393748_10150506453785979_576615978_10968031_1145478896_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We still have our church concert next weekend, and since I am helping organize it I hope it comes together, ack!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our car turned into a reindeer. Much to Ariel's insistence, haha. Last year were really got a kick out of them and then this year when they started to apprear all over town Ariel started asking. We saw the kits at the grocery store and I passed on it since we were in a rush and they didn't have a price listed. I went back to get eggs the next day and checked and got a pair as they were under $10. That day when I picked her up from school, well, needless to say she was thrilled and screeched when seeing them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L2EqcZaFXts/TuWJ5-GaMHI/AAAAAAAAI64/W5IAr-DvkWU/s1600/IMG_0392.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 309px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L2EqcZaFXts/TuWJ5-GaMHI/AAAAAAAAI64/W5IAr-DvkWU/s400/IMG_0392.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685101733640548466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This past week was viewing sessions at Ariel's dance studio. It was fun to see Ariel's jazz class, since that was new for us this year. Got a small snippet of what they are preparing for the recital in June. A few days later I got to take in the ballet class and of course she is just in heaven.  Don't they look cute in their blue outfits, hee. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/376375_10150509873575979_576615978_10977438_1458736435_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/376375_10150509873575979_576615978_10977438_1458736435_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is a little peak at the dance stuff they shared in both classes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.onetruemedia.com/share_view_player?p=fe457c88189c6db31305d9" quality="high" scale="noscale" width="408" height="382" wmode="transparent" name="FLVPlayer" salign="LT" flashvars="&amp;amp;p=fe457c88189c6db31305d9&amp;amp;skin_id=701&amp;amp;host=http://www.onetruemedia.com" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="margin:0px;font:12px/13px verdana,arial,sans-serif;line-height:20px;padding-bottom:15px;width:408px;text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.onetruemedia.com/landing?&amp;amp;utm_source=emplay&amp;amp;utm_medium=txt5" target="_blank" style="text-decoration:none;"&gt;Make a video - it's fun, easy and free!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration:underline;"&gt;www.onetruemedia.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After ballet class we walked to the cookie store with friend Sarah and her mom like we always do. We walked by the Thrift store and saw a toddler car bed sitting outside. Upon further inspection its in pretty good condition, and only $12! I decided to go for it, and our wonderful friends with us used their van to drive it back to our place. Xander was asleep at the time and so I took down the crib/toddler bed and put the car bed in his room. We had to move the bookshelf and took the rocking chair to our room to make it work, but it looks super cute!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/393413_10150510179930979_576615978_10978329_424535502_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/393413_10150510179930979_576615978_10978329_424535502_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ariel was so excited for Xander to see it and they tried it out together. Hoping this helps with him staying in his own bed better. So far so good!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/390636_10150510179675979_576615978_10978326_2066626057_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/390636_10150510179675979_576615978_10978326_2066626057_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This coming week I need to do our Christmas cards, sew our pjs and start wrapping stuff up. All fun stuff but the hours are fleeting it seems. Looking forward to some family time... ahhh.&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/8053280-2201126560927452919?l=thisisthegreatadventure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisthegreatadventure.blogspot.com/feeds/2201126560927452919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8053280&amp;postID=2201126560927452919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8053280/posts/default/2201126560927452919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8053280/posts/default/2201126560927452919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisisthegreatadventure.blogspot.com/2011/12/one-more-week.html' title='One more week!'/><author><name>Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14821787656180664339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jt3KBEtelEQ/S0A35ON2WbI/AAAAAAAAHuU/M08Fy3wG27Q/S220/DSC_0220sm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L2EqcZaFXts/TuWJ5-GaMHI/AAAAAAAAI64/W5IAr-DvkWU/s72-c/IMG_0392.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8053280.post-8736627202619854384</id><published>2011-11-25T22:44:00.004-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-25T23:32:49.944-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Naughty or Nice?</title><content type='html'>What a week! The last few days have been very 'memorable' to say the least... Yesterday was American Thanksgiving and I had this wonderful excitement to cook up our annual 'mini' meal of cornish game hens with a bunch of fixings. Ken ended up working from home as he was still sick with a cough and cold. Ariel was at school and I decided to cook up some grilled cheese sandwiches for lunch. Then half way done, poof, out goes the power. Usually its out briefly and comes back but it didn't. Doh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't long afterwards that I heard the sirens in the distance, uh oh. Not a good sign. Some investigating on the iphone and a call to the hydro outage line revealed power lines down, and most likely no power till after 6pm. Well so much for my fancy dinner. It knocked out most of the village, including Ariel's school. When we picked her up she wasn't too phased, even though they had to have library time in the dark and couldn't see the pictures in the book, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ariel had an eye doctor appointment after school so I got the boys home and went out again in the miserable day. Ugh. Took forever to get to the office that is only 5 minute drive away from us. Good thing I left early. Another fantastic visit, Ariel's eyes are great. She was slightly disappointed she didn't need glasses but the doctor said it was for the best! Silly girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I brought home pizza so we could have a warm meal. We ate in the candle light but were starting to feel the cold as our place gets chilly fast. Got the kids in layers of clothes and thought a bath could warm them up but there was no hot water, doh. Thank heavens the power came back when it did, we were all getting a tad cranky and the rest of the evening was spent playing games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BIy-Z3LW5oU/TtCS3euWYfI/AAAAAAAAI6k/_HbMdqm48Kw/s1600/DSC_3400.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BIy-Z3LW5oU/TtCS3euWYfI/AAAAAAAAI6k/_HbMdqm48Kw/s400/DSC_3400.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679200611952124402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next morning we all slept in, trying to rest up as much as we could for the big day ahead. Ariel had a day off from school and we had our afternoon planned for seeing Santa and going to the Muppet movie! Yay! We got the mall at noon, did some shopping for Ken's family. Then Santa arrived and the kids were excited. I LOVE this Santa, he is so sweet and kind with the kids. Even Xander made his way and gave him a high five. We are big on Christ for Christmas, so Santa visits happen in November (as the best time to avoid line ups), leading into St Nicholas day in early December and talking about the real person. Ariel much like me loves the magic of believing, its fun and we enjoy it, end of story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ugKeV2htG0k/TtCS2yPeFlI/AAAAAAAAI6I/uQeObajCGAE/s1600/santa.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 289px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ugKeV2htG0k/TtCS2yPeFlI/AAAAAAAAI6I/uQeObajCGAE/s400/santa.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679200600011445842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We made our way from the mall to the theater and got our tickets. We were excited for this movie, as its been a long wait for us hard core Muppet fans to wait. The buzz was so great for this film we were eager to see for ourselves. However, Xander had different ideas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XUhAfa3SagA/TtCS3JE7j7I/AAAAAAAAI6Q/4Ie4U_yagz8/s1600/The-Muppets-2011-Movie-Final-Poster.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 269px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XUhAfa3SagA/TtCS3JE7j7I/AAAAAAAAI6Q/4Ie4U_yagz8/s400/The-Muppets-2011-Movie-Final-Poster.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679200606141255602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our wonderful son FLIPPED OUT! Following the trailers and Toy Story mini cartoon he lost it. He loves Kermit but since the green guy wasn't on the screen for a good chunk of time he was beside himself. In a fit of frustration that we were disturbing people, I got him out of there. Outside he wasn't much better. He was inconsolable, and I was on the verge of tears, as I have NEVER seen him like this. The teens working the theater kept trying to help, giving him 3D glasses, toys from the snack stand and NOTHING helped. Finally I pulled out my phone and downloaded a Cars game and he seemed to calm down, so we went back, of course I was lost with the chunk of the movie I missed and I was upset of course as a trip to the movies isn't cheap!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then he started again, this time Ken took him and I stayed with Ariel who had eaten too much popcorn and was bloated and uncomfortable. She wanted to sit on my lap and she isn't short anymore so she blocked my view, oh well. What I saw I loved, but I felt bad for Ken, especially when Rainbow Connection came on and our little girl sang along. It made me cry, and those who know the significance of the song to us and my Mom's memorial, understand the emotion. It was pure magic to see her sing a song that was one of our youth, a true sign of the Muppets returning for the next generation, yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We came out to find Ken doing a survey, which earned him a free ticket! Yay, so it was decided we would come again, minus kids to see the film together. I found an old gift card in my purse and it had enough for another ticket, so I am so so so THANKFUL for us not to have to purchase another ticket, and that Xander was free as well, otherwise it would have hurt that much more. So Dad is coming to watch the kids tomorrow and we are going out, yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Earlier in the week I got our tree up. May very well be the last Christmas we have here, kinda sad, and I hope our tree will fit in our new place. I will miss our high vaulted ceilings. Xander enjoyed sitting in the glow, and has been fantastic not touching ornaments. He does like to point to them, the boy knows not to mess with my tree, haha. I did something different this year and only did white, silver, gold and glass ornaments on the main tree. Its sooo pretty, I love it. Then our upstairs hallway mini tree is our cartoon one with character ornaments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wxnd76Cuvbs/TtCS4rF-zsI/AAAAAAAAI6s/i1fGU-sYUgM/s1600/DSC_3393.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wxnd76Cuvbs/TtCS4rF-zsI/AAAAAAAAI6s/i1fGU-sYUgM/s400/DSC_3393.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679200632452337346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got a new tree at the thrift store this year, a perfect addition for the kitchen and shows off the food ornaments so well. Hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/166985_10150466684690979_576615978_10847830_2006057830_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/166985_10150466684690979_576615978_10847830_2006057830_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also this week Ariel offically had her ceremony and became a Spark! She proudly got her first year pin and first badge. Yay, so proud of her, especially saying her promise for the room filled with adults - 'I promise to share and be a friend'. Way to go Ariel!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/387035_10150471880120979_576615978_10863044_2012231335_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/387035_10150471880120979_576615978_10863044_2012231335_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also got the exciting news that Ariel's school concert will be happening!!! Yay, so happy, as is she. Can't wait to see it. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I have a busy 2 weeks coming up, several orders through out the weeks so it will be busy but good. The designs will be lots of fun so I am looking forward to them. Hope to check in, briefly, but we will see. Until then, happy trails!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8053280-8736627202619854384?l=thisisthegreatadventure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisthegreatadventure.blogspot.com/feeds/8736627202619854384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8053280&amp;postID=8736627202619854384' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8053280/posts/default/8736627202619854384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8053280/posts/default/8736627202619854384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisisthegreatadventure.blogspot.com/2011/11/naughty-or-nice.html' title='Naughty or Nice?'/><author><name>Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14821787656180664339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jt3KBEtelEQ/S0A35ON2WbI/AAAAAAAAHuU/M08Fy3wG27Q/S220/DSC_0220sm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BIy-Z3LW5oU/TtCS3euWYfI/AAAAAAAAI6k/_HbMdqm48Kw/s72-c/DSC_3400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8053280.post-6616762695678200199</id><published>2011-11-19T19:06:00.004-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T20:45:17.649-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dreams...</title><content type='html'>When we first got married we were broke kids in our early 20's. When we tied the knot we got some money which we then used towards our immigration costs. Once those were done we spent a long time paying back every cent we could towards Ken's American student loan. Not sure if anyone remembers back when our dollar was at 50% par level with the US dollar, but we sure do, as that is when we were paying back the loan. In one word, it SUCKED! Our big cash amounts would only work out to half and it left us very defeated. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our friends started buying homes and we were in a tiny little one bedroom trying to save and pay as much as we could. No way to save a down payment in those conditions. Ken and I were both working full time and able to make some extra money to which we kept putting towards the loan and started contributing to RRSPs. When we moved into our place we are in now, 3 bedroom townhouse style apartment we felt good. It was room to move and we wanted a family to share it with. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started doing work from home, now pregnant with Ariel and of course our income changed. Making those larger payments to the loan were trickier. We then were blessed with some money to finish paying off the last of the student loan from Ken's Dad, when Grandpa passed away. Of course now we were dealing with new costs of having an older car that needed repairs, kids and life on a single income as I wasn't doing as much having 2 young kids to chase after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our dream as always been to have our own place. We both decided early on that we wanted a down payment to do it. I know not everyone does that, but for my own personal issues (worry wart) I wanted to do the down payment. Plus my Dad has always been the voice of reason and wisdom on the subject, and advised us the same thing. Our investment lady asked us yearly if we wanted to use our RRSPs towards a down payment, but we just didn't have enough for our area. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With me working at home with my business, I started to generate a bit more income for us, which I hope grows as I can take on more once both kids are in school full time. Now 10 years later, both in our 30's, we saw the dream we had coming closer... our patience and waiting would pay off... more than we knew. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up one morning to an email from my Uncle, who was handing everything estate-wise when Papa passed away. Basically, in a nutshell, we have our long awaited down-payment. It didn't sink in right away, in fact we kept looking at the email, sure we had misread something. Then the panic set it. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talked to Dad, who started right away talking about mortgages, rates and stuff that was somewhat overwhelming. I knew some stuff, but I soon dove into learning as much as I could, watching everything on first time homebuying on HGTV and reading online. Tonight I finally posted a question on facebook putting it out there, as they say, its real once its been on facebook. Haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soooooo, finally we talked at dinner with the kids, of course Xander had no clue but Ariel was old enough to understand our question of: 'what if we moved to a new home?' No joke, the girl burst out in tears. We both freaked, comforting her, answering her questions of what moving would be like. Yes we would take her toys etc. She soon got excited, talking about a new room and asked: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Can it be pink?' &lt;br /&gt;'Your room? Of course' &lt;br /&gt;'No, our new house?'&lt;br /&gt;'Um, no... sorry' haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that week she drew me this picture, and see she got past the 'pink' idea... although the sidewalk is pink and purple, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-etCjiWSmUE0/TsiA98flpsI/AAAAAAAAI54/LfYdDoiHzs0/s1600/house.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 304px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-etCjiWSmUE0/TsiA98flpsI/AAAAAAAAI54/LfYdDoiHzs0/s400/house.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676929131999504066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait to start looking for a townhouse, pretty much our best bet if we stay in this area, you trade size for community, something we are totally willing to live with. We love our place we are in now, if we could get something with rooms a tad bigger for the kids, and a slightly bigger kitchen for my work and a deck we can actually have a bbq on, we would be thrilled. I will keep you posted on our new adventure as things move along, but I was finally ready to share this with you all, after coming to grips with the fact it was reality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First up, talking to mortgage brokers and banks for rates... I think this scares me the most. Once that is done I think I will be much better, I just have this fear of them laughing at us shouting NO Money for you! Eek... pray they like us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8053280-6616762695678200199?l=thisisthegreatadventure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisthegreatadventure.blogspot.com/feeds/6616762695678200199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8053280&amp;postID=6616762695678200199' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8053280/posts/default/6616762695678200199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8053280/posts/default/6616762695678200199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisisthegreatadventure.blogspot.com/2011/11/dreams.html' title='Dreams...'/><author><name>Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14821787656180664339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jt3KBEtelEQ/S0A35ON2WbI/AAAAAAAAHuU/M08Fy3wG27Q/S220/DSC_0220sm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-etCjiWSmUE0/TsiA98flpsI/AAAAAAAAI54/LfYdDoiHzs0/s72-c/house.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8053280.post-5002809362376186467</id><published>2011-11-15T22:13:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-15T22:52:38.111-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Junk</title><content type='html'>In the midst of me doing a HUGE junk purge for ourselves, I came home after picking up Ariel to see the 'junk' truck outside our place yesterday. When we came upstairs the smell hit us. Ariel's hand went right to her nose and I gagged. I saw the apartment door that is just slightly down the hall from us open and as we walked by 2 men SHOVELING junk out. Seriously it was like one of those homes out of hoarders... just across the hall from us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew the guy who lived there, nice, quiet, single fellow who was young but walked with a cane. When I asked where he was, I was stunned when the junk guy said he was dead. Apparently, he had cancer, and I guess things just got to be too much and he let things go in his place... but looking at the piles of garbage makes me wonder how long it went on for. They removed the stove and fridge today, they were unrecognizable. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ariel was sad to hear the man died, as was I. Its unclear if he died in the apartment, part of me is hoping he didn't as it just seems sadder that he was alone. The junk guys were talking that its going to be at least one more day... which is crazy since its just a bachelor apartment, and yet soooooooo much junk. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came home and cleared much more stuff out than I planned. Even Ariel joined in and we loaded a full garbage bag of toys to give to the thrift shop. So now I have several large bags to be taken out of the house, and some stuff I want to try and sell. Just a daunting task at times, sigh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well Ken got home and we are going to watch Parenthood on our DVR... which I won! I totally forgot to mention it. I won it back when Ariel and I went to that customer appreciation day event when we saw Charlotte Diamond. Yeah so we won 3rd place, and a free dvr which has been so much FUN, although I had to get filmed getting my prize which aired over and over on Delta Cable... awesome *sarcasm* Ok, good night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8053280-5002809362376186467?l=thisisthegreatadventure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisthegreatadventure.blogspot.com/feeds/5002809362376186467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8053280&amp;postID=5002809362376186467' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8053280/posts/default/5002809362376186467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8053280/posts/default/5002809362376186467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisisthegreatadventure.blogspot.com/2011/11/junk.html' title='Junk'/><author><name>Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14821787656180664339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jt3KBEtelEQ/S0A35ON2WbI/AAAAAAAAHuU/M08Fy3wG27Q/S220/DSC_0220sm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8053280.post-8421947824055776799</id><published>2011-11-14T22:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-14T22:19:11.918-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life</title><content type='html'>I am looking at my calendar this week and I actually have 'time'... thus meaning I have a moment to blog about the craziness around here. Since my last blog I had a photo shoot and 5 cakes on the calendar. I still need to edit the photos, so I think I will be doing that with my extra time this week. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Friday was a day off as it was Remembrance Day, and I was out with Ariel at the parade and ceremony at the park as she was marching with her Spark troop. It was pouring when we woke up and yet the moment we stepped outside it stopped! Made the morning far more enjoyable. Ariel did well and her leaders said that all the girls stood so well for the long ceremony. I am sure it was nice to be up close to see everything as usually we are further back. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/305334_10150449754520979_576615978_10782564_44469824_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/305334_10150449754520979_576615978_10782564_44469824_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Following the cookies and hot chocolate, we went back to the cenotaph to leave our poppies. Ariel left hers on the wreath representing her elementary school. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/379050_10150449754725979_576615978_10782566_1041522425_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/379050_10150449754725979_576615978_10782566_1041522425_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Got a picture of her with the Girl Guide wreath.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/390179_10150449754870979_576615978_10782567_1976966935_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/390179_10150449754870979_576615978_10782567_1976966935_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/388089_10150449754960979_576615978_10782568_2128050680_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/388089_10150449754960979_576615978_10782568_2128050680_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saturday was Papa's celebration of life in the afternoon. It was well attended and the even really captured Papa I think. Little touches of cow print and a older hall that really felt like something he would have liked. It was nice to see family and friends that I haven't seen in years, and have never met our kids. It was hard at times for the kids but they did well, and Ken was great helping to keep them entertained. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/375310_10150455937750979_576615978_10810814_14534576_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 368px; height: 268px;" src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/375310_10150455937750979_576615978_10810814_14534576_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love ya Papa... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/318676_10150455937805979_576615978_10810815_1054491818_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 368px;" src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/318676_10150455937805979_576615978_10810815_1054491818_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then Sunday was a full day at church. First off we started the 'Christmas program' activity. Filming kids, starting the music, assigning readings etc. I am thankful for my amazing team and those who agreed to help fill in areas at the last minute when I was panicking about not having a musician to accompany the kids, lol, kinda important. Looking forward to seeing things come together, so yay. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Following the service was setting up for a baby shower! It was fun doing a little boy shower with a clothes line theme (as she is doing cloth diapers, woot!).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/390273_10150455937895979_576615978_10810816_2032445925_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/390273_10150455937895979_576615978_10810816_2032445925_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The party was well attended and everyone had a good time and ate well, yummy food! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/302221_286239721408484_133987609967030_863032_1456458675_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/302221_286239721408484_133987609967030_863032_1456458675_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ken is very excited about the new Muppet movie coming out soon and has already booked a date for us all to go see it, haha. What can I say, Kermit is a big deal in our home, hee. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We also got our family pictures back and I am so happy with them. This by far is my fav thou, and is the one I am getting as a large print. Beautiful, love love love it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/377786_10150448368130979_576615978_10778986_1106455730_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/377786_10150448368130979_576615978_10778986_1106455730_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, Ken is home from his meeting, have a great week everyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8053280-8421947824055776799?l=thisisthegreatadventure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisthegreatadventure.blogspot.com/feeds/8421947824055776799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8053280&amp;postID=8421947824055776799' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8053280/posts/default/8421947824055776799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8053280/posts/default/8421947824055776799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisisthegreatadventure.blogspot.com/2011/11/life.html' title='Life'/><author><name>Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14821787656180664339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jt3KBEtelEQ/S0A35ON2WbI/AAAAAAAAHuU/M08Fy3wG27Q/S220/DSC_0220sm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8053280.post-1360839500609365461</id><published>2011-11-06T20:33:00.004-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-06T22:19:06.757-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yikes its November!</title><content type='html'>I am in a bit of a funk tonight, I somehow forgot that the first weekend in November is the date the annual Christmas bazaar happens. Since we were all preoccupied with our nephew's first birthday party, it totally slipped my mind. Doh. Not to mention I have been pulling LOTS of late nights getting my latest project done... and its done. Done, done, DONE! I was getting pretty tired of going to bed at 2am nightly and having Ariel have to drag me out of bed in the morning to get her to school. So I will have to wait another year for those wonderful tea sandwiches (I will buy extra plates next year to make up for it).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hard part is feeling like I broke a huge tradition. I cannot tell you the last time I missed it... was long before my Mom died, so its been awhile. Honestly, I cried when I realized what I had done. I know its stupid, but its just that little memory I enjoy holding on to of when Nana, Mom and I went together. Sigh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a fun Halloween with the kids. Xander was far more into it this year, understanding that he seemed to get candy at the doors, and eventually through out the night would say 'trick or treat' (or his version of it) and when Ariel said 'happy Halloween' he would yell 'Halloween!' We went out with my Dad for about an house and a half, collecting a full recycle bag of treats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/313453_10150432901630979_576615978_10691955_1523378605_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/313453_10150432901630979_576615978_10691955_1523378605_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xander upon seeing the treats he helped gather, plopped down on top of them in pure joy. Ariel just howled with laughter, so funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/293459_10150434458145979_576615978_10707726_1759750370_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/293459_10150434458145979_576615978_10707726_1759750370_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prior to Halloween we all got the stomach flu. It started with Ariel on Thursday, throwing up in the night, thus missing her class trip to the pumpkin patch. That day sucked, she wasn't too happy. She seemed fine the following morning, it was so odd. I actually thought maybe she had eaten too much and just got a stomach ache... that is until Friday night, when Xander started puking... and then me. Saturday morning Ken started, but everything went away within 24 hours. Crazy! Glad its gone, but boy that really was a lame few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next weekend we are having my Papa's celebration of life event, so trying to get things done, as well as keep on top of my already full week of orders. Things are really picking up these days, which of course is great but the balance at times is tricky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I met with the kids in the Sunday School classes to discuss the Christmas concert. I stepped up to organize it and although its a tad scary I feel a real spiritual nudge to do it. I am looking forward to working with the kids and presenting something special... I just need to get my ideas down on paper. Ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have other stuff to share, but its going to have to wait, cuz I have cakes to decorate. Whee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8053280-1360839500609365461?l=thisisthegreatadventure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisthegreatadventure.blogspot.com/feeds/1360839500609365461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8053280&amp;postID=1360839500609365461' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8053280/posts/default/1360839500609365461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8053280/posts/default/1360839500609365461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisisthegreatadventure.blogspot.com/2011/11/yikes-its-november.html' title='Yikes its November!'/><author><name>Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14821787656180664339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jt3KBEtelEQ/S0A35ON2WbI/AAAAAAAAHuU/M08Fy3wG27Q/S220/DSC_0220sm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8053280.post-6637107657853986380</id><published>2011-10-23T22:07:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-23T23:54:27.759-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Memories</title><content type='html'>Hey everyone... its been busy, as usual eh? I spent the past few weeks with cake orders, finishing sewing costumes and working on a Christmas tourism booklet (which I am taking a break from for a moment).  Keeping busy keeps your head out of the moments of sadness that sometimes creep in when you stop and reflect. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometimes its hard to believe I am a grown up, married with 2 kids. When did it happen? It seemed like you were a kid forever and then life speeds up. I took Ariel yesterday to a Charlotte Diamond concert our local cable company was hosting as customer appreciation day. Ken stayed home with Xander since I had cake pick ups, and he wasn't feeling that great. They had a huge tent set up, which was good because the rain was on and off all morning. They had lots of free goodies, cotton candy, popcorn, cookie decorating, treat bag decorating, face painting, balloons and a bouncy castle. Ariel was in heaven and it was nice spending some time together. I miss my school girl!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/315702_10150422361695979_576615978_10616058_1800623883_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/315702_10150422361695979_576615978_10616058_1800623883_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ariel LOVED the concert, she danced and sang along and I found myself transported back to the time when I was not much older than her, sitting on Nana and Papa's back porch chowing down on hot dog buns filled with peanut butter and a hand full of fig newtons. Playing on the old tape deck was my Charlotte Diamond album while I colored in the sun. I was always at peace in their house, and it was my place to run to when I needed space. I walked once with my suitcase filled ready to run from home. (Back in the day when a kid could walk 20 minutes away on their own without any concern).  For a moment I smiled and swayed like I was that little girl again. That house is gone now, it was finally torn down early this fall. Its weird driving by and not seeing it, but then the memories are so clear that it doesn't matter. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have taken on the task of doing some decor for Papa's memorial, I find those things comforting and help me. I am painting up some cow print frames for pictures, gotta have cows for Papa. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some things I have been forgetting to blog about, we hit the pumpkin patch as a family a few weeks ago, prior to the rain coming. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/314456_10150405220895979_576615978_10518307_603568792_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/314456_10150405220895979_576615978_10518307_603568792_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a wonderful time, and Xander was far more into it, trying to pick up every pumpkin he came across. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/317480_10150405221295979_576615978_10518316_637749652_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/317480_10150405221295979_576615978_10518316_637749652_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We found our family of pumpkins... now to decide on what to carve this year. Ariel had 2 more trips to the patch coming up for school and Sunday school... so we will have quite a few pumpkins... eep!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TcUJ6p2-8PY/TqUKIbNXxxI/AAAAAAAAI5Q/2PRFcttDrPk/s1600/DSC_2366.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TcUJ6p2-8PY/TqUKIbNXxxI/AAAAAAAAI5Q/2PRFcttDrPk/s400/DSC_2366.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666946845974710034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ariel took part in a Halloween pageant last weekend, and did well. She won Interview High Point, which means she was the best in all the age groups for answering her interview question. Ken got her moment on video. Basically she came out as the only one in her age group to deliver a wonderful full answer (compared to the kids doing one word answers).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.onetruemedia.com/share_view_player?p=f7c35782485b78cfbe5782" quality="high" scale="noscale" width="408" height="382" wmode="transparent" name="FLVPlayer" salign="LT" flashvars="&amp;amp;p=f7c35782485b78cfbe5782&amp;amp;skin_id=701&amp;amp;host=http://www.onetruemedia.com" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="margin:0px;font:12px/13px verdana,arial,sans-serif;line-height:20px;padding-bottom:15px;width:408px;text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.onetruemedia.com/landing?&amp;amp;utm_source=emplay&amp;amp;utm_medium=txt5" target="_blank" style="text-decoration:none;"&gt;Make a video - it's fun, easy and free!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration:underline;"&gt;www.onetruemedia.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Daddy was very proud, as this was a great category for her to shine and she was so excited! She got a beautiful sash, trophy and spider crown. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/321657_10150413299480979_576615978_10562221_1532114752_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/321657_10150413299480979_576615978_10562221_1532114752_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later this week I finished the Halloween costumes and took the kids to the trails for some photos. They were so so so cute! I am happy with how they turned out, and Ken can say that for a good long time I wasn't so happy with Ariel's, since it just looked like a skating outfit, but once her hair was up, wings and some puffs on her shoes it tied it all together. Yay. She is already thinking about next year, lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/294269_10150419893750979_576615978_10603511_1993930334_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/294269_10150419893750979_576615978_10603511_1993930334_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love this one, maybe one to blow up for the hallway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/314603_10150419893860979_576615978_10603512_1627290724_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/314603_10150419893860979_576615978_10603512_1627290724_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That day also marked the 'awkward' moment of my day, week, month and YEAR. Ugh. So one our neighbors who I have met before (single dad with a teen son) met me and the kids in the hall with a light up fish tank thing. He said he was cleaning up and wondered if the kids might like it. I didn't think much of it since it was a common thing in our building, just being friendly and such. Anyhoo, Ariel was thrilled and Xander started fussing since he couldn't see. The man left and came back with a light up coke can for Xander. We thanked him and he left. About 10 minutes later as I was about to leave with the kids for the photos, a knock was at the door. It sounded like my Dad, but I was confused since I knew he was out. I answered the door and it was the guy again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He stood there kinda smiling and I was confused. He asked if the lights worked, and I said yes, thank you again. Then he said 'so what are the kids and you doing for dinner?' My face flushed, oh my gosh, the dude was asking me on a 'family' date. I turned away and said 'um leftovers with my HUSBAND'. I didn't want to make it more awkward than it already was, and he didn't miss a beat, saying ok, have a nice night. UGH!!! I tried to call Ken who was in a meeting and when I did I told him he needed to make himself more visual around our place, lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well that is a brief catch up on life here. I will be back, lots coming up to share. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8053280-6637107657853986380?l=thisisthegreatadventure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisthegreatadventure.blogspot.com/feeds/6637107657853986380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8053280&amp;postID=6637107657853986380' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8053280/posts/default/6637107657853986380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8053280/posts/default/6637107657853986380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisisthegreatadventure.blogspot.com/2011/10/memories.html' title='Memories'/><author><name>Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14821787656180664339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jt3KBEtelEQ/S0A35ON2WbI/AAAAAAAAHuU/M08Fy3wG27Q/S220/DSC_0220sm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TcUJ6p2-8PY/TqUKIbNXxxI/AAAAAAAAI5Q/2PRFcttDrPk/s72-c/DSC_2366.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8053280.post-8207112494519561962</id><published>2011-10-12T21:29:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-12T22:51:24.097-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Papa</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Why is there always something funny?  &lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This was our favorite Papa quote. It was as random as they come and frankly at times that was Papa. He was my last living grandparent and tonight he went home to be reunited with both Nana and Mom. In all honesty, the day my Mom died, a good chunk of him did too, and it just grew when Nana went too. It was hard for me to see him in so much pain.... as a friend put it recently, my heart was too soft to see him in pain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-014LYaKNVTA/TpZwTV8wtqI/AAAAAAAAI44/Au39KBCmZKQ/s400/3.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 296px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662837059076798114" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel good knowing he isn't hurting anymore, that was so hard for me. In some ways I guess when someone goes quickly its hard and shocking but you don't have to see them suffer. I found it very difficult after Nana died and he deteriorated slowly into a person I didn't recognize... and someone who didn't always recognize me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-D2Id1RNhB_Q/TpZwTRsDpxI/AAAAAAAAI5I/0peuYyGx4FA/s400/8929_166957175978_576615978_4167063_3982217_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662837057932994322" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This picture was from the night of my 30th birthday. I was so happy that night, my family was together, I was pregnant with Xander and yet in a few weeks life as I knew it was about to change again. Nana died, and Papa was moved to the island.  For me, who was seeing them both almost daily, it was a huge change. I still drive by where they lived and have a moment of longing for them both to be there to visit. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/312588_10150409465020979_576615978_10542318_820449584_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 312px; height: 392px;" src="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/312588_10150409465020979_576615978_10542318_820449584_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The hardest moment tonight came when we had to tell Ariel. She cried, and hugged us tight. I hate seeing her cry like that... just too much. Ken told her that he was heaven with Nana and Grandma Vickie, and she got some comfort from that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;My head is spinning with funny stories and moments with Papa. The cows all over the house reminding us of his days a milk tester. The video of him dressed a a woman singing 9 to 5 for an air band performance at the high school where he worked as a janitor. Nana's sweater was never the same after those balloons stretched it out. Haha.  I loved looking at the yearbook cover that had his picture on it and the little mementos around that he was given when he retired. He had this huge box of pencils in the cupboard, as he would never throw them out when cleaning the halls of the school. I was impressed when as an adult he learned to swim. How he took us fishing and taught us the fine art of gutting the fish afterwards. He always had a full shed of junk that I came to use for various art projects over the years and an attic that we both were notorious for saving stuff in, I think I got my pack rat gene from him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;In the coming weeks things will be decided and plans made. For now we take our memories and hold them close. I love this picture, as Papa wasn't always the best in photos, usually talking through them.... I miss you Papa, I have a feeling the gardens up there are going to be looking fabulous.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/312588_10150409465020979_576615978_10542318_820449584_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-snc1/v4740/91/111/576615978/n576615978_3106716_5509534.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 604px; height: 453px;" src="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-snc1/v4740/91/111/576615978/n576615978_3106716_5509534.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8053280-8207112494519561962?l=thisisthegreatadventure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisthegreatadventure.blogspot.com/feeds/8207112494519561962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8053280&amp;postID=8207112494519561962' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8053280/posts/default/8207112494519561962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8053280/posts/default/8207112494519561962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisisthegreatadventure.blogspot.com/2011/10/papa.html' title='Papa'/><author><name>Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14821787656180664339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jt3KBEtelEQ/S0A35ON2WbI/AAAAAAAAHuU/M08Fy3wG27Q/S220/DSC_0220sm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-014LYaKNVTA/TpZwTV8wtqI/AAAAAAAAI44/Au39KBCmZKQ/s72-c/3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8053280.post-1152793481044608419</id><published>2011-10-07T20:12:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-07T21:03:35.932-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Woot for Turkey Weekend!</title><content type='html'>Yay, its the long weekend, woot! Turkey, woot! I am just so looking forward to some family time and hanging out. I have some busy weeks ahead, so its the calm before the storm. I just signed on to do another tourism book for the holidays and it needs to be busted out in 2 weeks. Needless to say it will be lots of work but worth it. I also have a few cake orders in there, I need to sew my kids Halloween costumes and oh did I mention I am organizing and writing the Christmas kids program for my church? Sooooooooo, it will be busy...very! So if I disappear briefly that is why. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today Ariel came home with her student photo, it was ok, not super but still cute. The other shot was down right terrible, they told her to smile with no teeth, I don't get that? Either way, I actually wrote the company to ask. I'll let you know if they reply. Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyhoo, we picked the simple blue background...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/300042_10150402951520979_576615978_10502254_521955441_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 357px; height: 500px;" src="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/300042_10150402951520979_576615978_10502254_521955441_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;but the company offered numerous backgrounds since they do green screen, oh boy! Let me say when I logged on to the site I was laughing pretty hard. I honestly don't know who would pick these... and if you did and you like it... um, I am glad, but I thought they were pretty ridiculous. First up... the red light district? Um... maybe not good for school aged kids eh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/318646_10150402918320979_576615978_10502148_178567622_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 357px; height: 500px;" src="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/318646_10150402918320979_576615978_10502148_178567622_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this feels like the background when they talk to people on survivor... Ariel needs her bathing suit on though. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/309085_10150402918360979_576615978_10502150_1334545278_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 357px; height: 500px;" src="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/309085_10150402918360979_576615978_10502150_1334545278_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lost at sea? Down right silly!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/302099_10150402918410979_576615978_10502152_26542347_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 357px; height: 500px;" src="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/302099_10150402918410979_576615978_10502152_26542347_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;did you like both the water and the tree and wish they had a background with both... you are in luck!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/294504_10150402918385979_576615978_10502151_175458356_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 357px; height: 500px;" src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/294504_10150402918385979_576615978_10502151_175458356_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um... conehead? I don't know what else to say on this one... er&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/316281_10150402919020979_576615978_10502156_1769362346_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 357px; height: 500px;" src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/316281_10150402919020979_576615978_10502156_1769362346_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ken and I were trying to figure out what this was. I say animated cats squished on sandpaper, perfect for the artist family!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/320826_10150402918340979_576615978_10502149_1845886951_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 357px; height: 500px;" src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/320826_10150402918340979_576615978_10502149_1845886951_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So yeah, these were my favs, but they had 8 pages of ones that were just as er...interesting. Hehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last night I got a call from the district manager at Gymboree to discuss my lame experience I had last week on the phone with my regular store. I had gone in for gymbucks to get the kids Christmas outfits, yes they have them out already! Upon getting home I realized I got the wrong size in one of Xander's shirts. To avoid missing out on being able to straight exchange it I called the store to get a new one on hold for me to get the following day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well when I called I was put on hold... for 10 minutes so I called back, again put on hold for another 10 minutes. I called back a 3rd time and when they were going to put me on hold I said 'I rather you didn't, I have called twice now and been left hanging. Could you please help me.' The girl on the phone snapped, 'well we are super busy here and the line is long. ' I told her I understand but I kept calling and no one would come back so I have wasted 20 minutes on hold of my time too.  Well she wasn't too sympathetic, and snapped, 'you have my attention now what do you want.' Wow, I was shocked but rather than fight I told her, she got the time on hold in a short minute and when I said thank you since I know its busy she replied 'Fine!' and hung up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I felt like crap... I never complain but seriously she got to me. I snapped and called customer service and cried. The lady I talked to was very nice and she calmed me down but told me a manager would talk to me. Sure enough they did, and were very sorry and told me the girl would be sought out and 'retrained' for better service. I   know the manager of the store I shop at, she is wonderful and I mentioned it to the lady who was happy to hear it. I made her understand too that I never experience that sort of thing and that is why it was so shocking and hurtful. She is now sending me a gift certificate to the store. Yay. She even gave me her personal number in case anything happens again. What a nice lady. Woot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well Ken and I are going to watch some movies tonight, so have a happy 'Canadian' Thanksgiving and enjoy my little 'Turkey' hee. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="420" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/00BGr3Bn9AU" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8053280-1152793481044608419?l=thisisthegreatadventure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisthegreatadventure.blogspot.com/feeds/1152793481044608419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8053280&amp;postID=1152793481044608419' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8053280/posts/default/1152793481044608419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8053280/posts/default/1152793481044608419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisisthegreatadventure.blogspot.com/2011/10/woot-for-turkey-weekend.html' title='Woot for Turkey Weekend!'/><author><name>Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14821787656180664339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jt3KBEtelEQ/S0A35ON2WbI/AAAAAAAAHuU/M08Fy3wG27Q/S220/DSC_0220sm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/00BGr3Bn9AU/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8053280.post-907312103178835895</id><published>2011-10-03T22:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-03T23:07:00.871-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Need to Blog</title><content type='html'>My Dad told me so, hehe. What can I say, its been a busy week, I had 4 orders through out the week so it didn't leave a lot of time to blog. This week I have actually nothing booked, which is kinda nice because I have lots of upcoming orders I need to sketch and prepare for, including a wedding next week, so its all good.  So Dad and Rita returned from their trip and came home with goodies for the kids and us. Here are the kidlets in their New York t-shirts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/313965_10150397768245979_576615978_10476708_578277205_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/313965_10150397768245979_576615978_10476708_578277205_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Between the cake orders it was a pretty average week of activity. Ariel is thrilled with jazz, ballet and Sparks. Each one is greeted with enthusiasm, and through out the week she is asking how many sleeps till such and such. School is still going great too. New friends have been made, and it seems she is meeting other girls daily and coming home with another 'best friend'. Already she was invited to a birthday party last weekend when the parent came looking for 'Ariel's Mom' on the playground since she &lt;i&gt;HAD&lt;/i&gt; to be invited. Lol, my social butterfly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ariel has been enjoying the lessons in her class and looks forward to music and library day weekly. They also just started phonics Fridays, where the kids bring in an item that begins with the letter of the day to share with the class. Last week was 'A' and she brought in her apron, which came after much discussion since she deemed it 'too common' at first, '&lt;i&gt;everyone has seen an apron before Mom&lt;/i&gt;'. Um, so we are trying to think of something original for 'B', any ideas?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing I notice more with Ariel being gone all day is that when she gets home how sweet she and Xander are to each other. They have always gotten along, but I see more sights of this, her making up a story to read him or a song. Very sweet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/301283_10150397768345979_576615978_10476709_1053675630_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/301283_10150397768345979_576615978_10476709_1053675630_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday night I managed to get my fall decorations up. Upon waking up this morning, Ariel was excited to see the little pumpkins and turkeys adorning the room. She is eager for me to start sewing the Halloween costumes soon, which I am excited to say I got the fabric for last week on a trip to the store with Stella. I did well and managed to pick up the material for our annual Christmas pjs too. Woot! For those wondering what the kids are going to be this year, the hint.... &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;all you need is faith, trust and a little bit of pixie dust.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today in the mail came a very special parcel for Ariel... her SPARK uniform arrived! When I picked her up from school and shared the news, she was eager to come home and try it on. Now uniforms have come a long way since I was in the program. I will do a separate post of the whole thing later, but I did want to share these few pictures to tide you over... first our little Spark!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/308249_10150397768615979_576615978_10476713_124343303_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/308249_10150397768615979_576615978_10476713_124343303_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also got her a jacket that she can grow into over time and her camp hat, that Xander took a liking too. Haha. He loves hats!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/316979_10150397768815979_576615978_10476717_1499486781_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/316979_10150397768815979_576615978_10476717_1499486781_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh and this super cute Spark is selling fall Girl Guide cookies, the mint ones, so please let me know if you want to buy a box from her. Thanks!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Looking forward to the long weekend coming up. Hoping to do the pumpkin patch with the kids, eat lots of turkey and relax... ahhh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you can't find your iphone in our home, generally it means this guy has it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/315672_10150397768445979_576615978_10476711_1877545394_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/315672_10150397768445979_576615978_10476711_1877545394_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I was out at our school PAC meeting tonight and I was bummed to hear that there is a chance at this point we might not have a Christmas concert because of the teacher job action stuff. I am going to hold out hope, but honestly I am so ready for the whole mess to be done. Its hard for the teachers, parents and students... sigh. Just sucks all around really.&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well morning comes fast around here, so I am going to bed now.&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/8053280-907312103178835895?l=thisisthegreatadventure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisthegreatadventure.blogspot.com/feeds/907312103178835895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8053280&amp;postID=907312103178835895' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8053280/posts/default/907312103178835895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8053280/posts/default/907312103178835895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisisthegreatadventure.blogspot.com/2011/10/i-need-to-blog.html' title='I Need to Blog'/><author><name>Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14821787656180664339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jt3KBEtelEQ/S0A35ON2WbI/AAAAAAAAHuU/M08Fy3wG27Q/S220/DSC_0220sm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8053280.post-7740863602279317375</id><published>2011-09-25T21:37:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-25T22:39:34.376-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Come Sail Away</title><content type='html'>We had our first cruise experience this weekend! Ariel was doing her natural beauty pageant on the Golden Princess ship and as part of the event we got to stay over night. I had always wondered if we would like to take a cruise so for us it was a cheaper way of experiencing it and seeing if we liked it. Overall it was a pretty positive experience. The crew on the ship were so kind, some of the people cruising on the ship not so much. More on that in a bit. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We started our morning early with a cab ride to Surrey were we were meeting our bus. It was about 6am when we got to the McDonalds and checked in. We got on the buses and headed on our way to Seattle. The boarder crossing was pretty fast and easy, although the boarder guard was bugging us in regards to Ariel. You should get her a 'born abroad certificate', basically a birth certificate saying she is American... insert me rolling my eyes.... not for the fact they want her to have her papers but because its $600 just to get it!!!! Um, multiply that by 2 kids... um, not happening anytime soon. Good grief!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The bus trip is pretty smooth, they had Finding Nemo playing and got everyone a donut snack. The girls were all in matching t-shirts and contestant tiaras, so cute. Ariel started to feel sick at the end of the trip, as we hit several big bumps. Thankfully she didn't toss her cookies, but it made her pretty groggy and cranky once we were off. It took only one look at the ship to perk her back up... wow!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/311023_10150386943155979_576615978_10411931_1236403033_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/311023_10150386943155979_576615978_10411931_1236403033_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Checking in was fast and easy, they really have a system. Before we knew it we were on the ship and seeing our room. It was small but super cute. We had won an upgrade and got a balcony room, which Ken was excited about. So pretty to see the sea.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We hit the buffet and filled our tummies, this is also when we met 'cranky cruisers' as we called them. We were in line, me first, then Ariel and last Ken. All of us were waiting for the meat station as he was carving each piece. This strange woman came and budged in front of Ken and was holding her plate above Ariel's head. She kept making faces like she was frustrated and finally I looked at her and she snapped, 'I can't get through, make your girl move!' Um, you budged in front of us?! What?? In a state of shock I pulled Ariel back and she shoved her plate in for meat and left. So basically she wanted in front of all 3 of us? What a nut job... Ken wasn't thrilled... in fact he had a few choice words. Eep. Good thing the food was good, cuz we sure felt crappy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/307710_10150386943405979_576615978_10411934_1003639585_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/307710_10150386943405979_576615978_10411934_1003639585_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shortly after lunch we wandered around the ship and explored. I had forgotten our bathing suits, along with a few other things, doh, so I hoped we didn't see the pool as I knew Ariel would want to go swim. Every time we passed it Ken called it a fountain, haha. Only worked until her friend said she was going swimming, but thankfully she didn't seem interested at the time, dodged a bullet there. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The ship had muster drill and we took part to learn what to do in case of emergency, and then it was finally time to get ready for the pageant. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/300613_10150386943515979_576615978_10411935_1742485689_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/300613_10150386943515979_576615978_10411935_1742485689_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ariel was tired but excited. She did her thing, a tad nervous which wasn't like her, so I think the busy morning or travelling took its toll for sure.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/317633_10150386945235979_576615978_10411951_1264731555_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/317633_10150386945235979_576615978_10411951_1264731555_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She won a princess title and was happy with her trophy and crown.  It was during crowning we had a surprise visit, a friend from church saw Ariel (our event was held in an open area where other cruisers could come watch) and came looking for us. She was also on board overnight with some friends and it was too funny to see someone we knew! It was nice for her to see Ariel get her prize then too, so that was fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/321684_10150386945125979_576615978_10411949_1000890860_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/321684_10150386945125979_576615978_10411949_1000890860_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All the contestants together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/297578_10150386945520979_576615978_10411957_602816247_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 190px;" src="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/297578_10150386945520979_576615978_10411957_602816247_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Once the pageant ended we had dinner and took Ariel to the kid's lounge for some fun with some of her friends. They got to watch Tangled, make a craft and all the kids got a turtle stuffed toy to take home for being good, cool! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/301641_10150386947755979_576615978_10411972_1251957854_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/301641_10150386947755979_576615978_10411972_1251957854_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While Ariel hung out Ken and I took in the 'British Invasion' show. It was cheesey but fun, but hey that is cruise ships for ya. We picked Ariel up and I took her back to the room for bed while Ken went off for the movie under the stars showing of 'Super 8'. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/307505_10150386947820979_576615978_10411974_1854436434_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/307505_10150386947820979_576615978_10411974_1854436434_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The next morning we were up early... earlier than we thought. We had been told we would probably leave the boat at 8-9am... can you say 730am! They called our number and we quickly made our way. Kara was kind enough to pick us up, and I texted her with our new timeline. I felt bad because I didn't think that would happen, not that I expected her to come any sooner. I sent a text update as we made our way, and I couldn't believe we were done and ready to go at 8am! Crazy! So we found a table so Ariel could watch her movie on the mini dvd player and Ken and I caught up on messages on our phones we had off while at sea. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kara arrived and we went back to Stella's to see Xander, who stayed with them during this whole adventure. It was great to see our little man, who was indifferent to us returning, such a turkey! We went to church and came home for a lazy afternoon. Thankfully its a professional development day tomorrow so no school! Ariel can catch up on some sleep from the weekend... as can Mommy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/300070_10150386942735979_576615978_10411929_67367471_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/300070_10150386942735979_576615978_10411929_67367471_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had fun, it was a great mini trip and sure I'd cruise again I think... Disney has a ship right? Hehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8053280-7740863602279317375?l=thisisthegreatadventure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisthegreatadventure.blogspot.com/feeds/7740863602279317375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8053280&amp;postID=7740863602279317375' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8053280/posts/default/7740863602279317375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8053280/posts/default/7740863602279317375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisisthegreatadventure.blogspot.com/2011/09/come-sail-away.html' title='Come Sail Away'/><author><name>Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14821787656180664339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jt3KBEtelEQ/S0A35ON2WbI/AAAAAAAAHuU/M08Fy3wG27Q/S220/DSC_0220sm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8053280.post-3598080565198562632</id><published>2011-09-19T20:24:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-19T22:19:48.529-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Life</title><content type='html'>Today I dropped Ariel at school at 9am and left.... and didn't go back till 3pm. Welcome to the new phase Jay, school! I called my good friend to see if she was around for a walk and visit and we did just that till noon. It was good just to unload some stuff I was working through and just enjoy the time with an adult! Yes Xander was there, but he was enjoying the ride in the stroller and you would have never have guessed he was there, haha. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyhoo, here are some things I am looking forward to with having only one kid at home: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- better cleaning schedule! This one has been bugging me for a LONG time. That darn preschool drop off, pick up schedule never was one for helping me get things done, since by the time I got started it was time to go, and things were rushed and not done how I liked them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- working out! I miss this, a lot! Enough said.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- getting back into baking and filling the freezer, especially with Ariel in school I need to make muffins and stuff for lunches. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- sewing and cross stitch! I haven't picked up my needle in ages, so many project I'd like to finish, and Halloween costumes to start. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- my business! I look forward to the time to spend on orders, editing photos etc, and not feeling like I am taking time away from family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- XANDER! He is probably my top priority but he is so much like Ariel in the respect that he loves independent play time. He goes off into the land of make believe with his cars, its so cute. I watched him play the other day, having the cars talk to each other, one giving the other a push when he needed it... so so so sweet!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, I have been a single mom this weekend as Ken has been in LA for work. I am looking forward to him coming home tonight, as I am soooo tired. For the most part the kids were good, but one morning the alarm clock went off at Ken's super early time (thanks to Xander for turning it back on) and lets just say we started that morning far earlier than I would have liked. Ugh. I got the kids to church but had some rather impressive bags under my eyes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I managed to keep us on schedule for the most part, but I will say my kids had far more macaroni and cheese than I would usually let her have, but it did keep me from having to cook big meals when I was dog tired at the end of the day. One night Ariel wanted sushi so I didn't argue, haha. I am thankful for my hubby, glad he will be home soon, yay!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well I need to make Ariel's lunch for tomorrow morning. Bye!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8053280-3598080565198562632?l=thisisthegreatadventure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisthegreatadventure.blogspot.com/feeds/3598080565198562632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8053280&amp;postID=3598080565198562632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8053280/posts/default/3598080565198562632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8053280/posts/default/3598080565198562632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisisthegreatadventure.blogspot.com/2011/09/new-life.html' title='New Life'/><author><name>Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14821787656180664339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jt3KBEtelEQ/S0A35ON2WbI/AAAAAAAAHuU/M08Fy3wG27Q/S220/DSC_0220sm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8053280.post-1680006824980661906</id><published>2011-09-17T16:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-17T16:42:21.894-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rain is Finally Here!</title><content type='html'>Hello FALL! Well, technically it is still 'summer' but with the arrival of what feels like fall rain I think we can safely say we are heading into typical west coast weather. Hee. Ariel has been dying to wear her boots and rain coat again, and Xander too as he finally has a set that fits him. (Lets forget those boots Mommy tried to make him wear last year that didn't fit, oops.... and a proper rain resistant coat - but in my defense he was in the buggy most times so it didn't matter.) So cute in their rain gear!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SdGVAAgDo20/TnUKkcXbIfI/AAAAAAAAI4g/pVgdV520f2Q/s1600/DSC_1842.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SdGVAAgDo20/TnUKkcXbIfI/AAAAAAAAI4g/pVgdV520f2Q/s400/DSC_1842.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653436528439534066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With the rain brings the cool days and it has been nice to work on a cake without it melting in minutes of it coming from the fridge. In fact, I was done in record time last night, trying something new with how I prep and I think I may do this from now as it was a success. I know its not that exciting to all of you, haha, but its news for me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today was the beginning of ballet for Ariel, pre-primary! Very exciting for her and it meant we had to get new gear since, a) she out grew her stuff from last year and b) she had to wear light blue now.  So pretty, I do like the blue on her quite a bit!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/312479_10150375768390979_576615978_10346051_1005572660_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/312479_10150375768390979_576615978_10346051_1005572660_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First official bun of the season, haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/320596_10150375769085979_576615978_10346057_1915773728_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/320596_10150375769085979_576615978_10346057_1915773728_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Without fail Xander was at the door too, my other dancer. Haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rYxZt0jm7kQ/TnUKj4MoyjI/AAAAAAAAI4Y/RhjpptG8N0o/s1600/DSC_1814a.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rYxZt0jm7kQ/TnUKj4MoyjI/AAAAAAAAI4Y/RhjpptG8N0o/s400/DSC_1814a.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653436518730615346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Class went well and afterwards we went to the local bakery to have a cookie with friend Sarah. When we arrived we saw they had hired someone who knew how to do royal icing, as the counter was filled with fancy cookies. The kids both picked SpongeBob ones, pretty cute!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/307389_10150375922615979_576615978_10347083_1512480988_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 290px;" src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/307389_10150375922615979_576615978_10347083_1512480988_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Right beside the bakery is a thrift store and right out front was a little red and blue tricycle. Xander saw it and ran up and sat on it. Well that was it, we weren't leaving it, and the price was right, $5. It will need some tightening up but otherwise its in really nice condition considering. My boy was pretty excited, can you tell?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/319938_10150375925895979_576615978_10347143_29116014_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 290px; height: 400px;" src="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/319938_10150375925895979_576615978_10347143_29116014_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our local Blockbuster is closing, which we knew was coming since the company announced bankruptcy back in the summer. Anyhoo, everything was marked down %40 and so we went to look and see what we could find. The kids found a Wii Cars game, the Gnomeo and Juliet dvd movie and I got the first season of Ugly Betty dvd set all for $20. Woot!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of good deals, I had ordered jeans for Xander from Old Navy's sale (I had gotten 2t ones earlier but they were HUGE on him so I saved them for next fall and ordered some new 18-24 month ones... yes he has tiny legs!) He looks so cute in them.... even these are a tad big on him too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aAi1xPmJexU/TnUKju074fI/AAAAAAAAI4Q/UeoVboRFpd0/s1600/DSC_1849a.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aAi1xPmJexU/TnUKju074fI/AAAAAAAAI4Q/UeoVboRFpd0/s400/DSC_1849a.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653436516215284210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well the story starts when I went to pick up the jeans package at the post office. I was surprised they couldn't fit the bag into the mail box since I knew it would be a small bag, but whatever. Got the bag and was floored as it was HUGE and heavy. Upon opening it at the counter as I was confused what was going on, I discovered Xander's jeans and several other items I didn't order. I pulled out a pair of ladies jeans, a fancy top and a bathing suit top and bottoms. So I called customer service and told them what I found and they had me reseal the bag and send it back as a return, and then emailed me a discount coupon as a thank you and sorry for the trouble. Wacky!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh some celebrity named her new baby Xander, same spelling too. Perhaps the chances of finding Xander's name on stuff is going up? Ha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As of Monday Ariel is going to school from 9am till 3pm everyday. She is uber excited and I am looking forward to not worrying about forgetting the pick up time. Looking forward to falling into a regular flow now that everything has pretty much started. Sparks starts next week, and that is pretty much the last thing to get going. Whee!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I met with Maria this week to look at the pictures she took of the kids a few weeks ago. This is the one we are getting printed for Xander's room as a canvas. So awesome, and will fit perfectly in with his future big boy room design I am planning for when he gets his new bed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KDBlLBRazms/TnUqr8HIpxI/AAAAAAAAI4o/U_nNx7rLhuE/s1600/IMG_5871.jpeg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&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/-KDBlLBRazms/TnUqr8HIpxI/AAAAAAAAI4o/U_nNx7rLhuE/s400/IMG_5871.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653471841592321810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though the shoot was primarily for Xander, we did get a few of Ariel with her doll Julie. I love how they are dressed similarly. Too cute!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bA_8I-DeadE/TnUqsGhD1UI/AAAAAAAAI4w/Tj4HKC0tssU/s1600/IMG_5843.jpeg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&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/-bA_8I-DeadE/TnUqsGhD1UI/AAAAAAAAI4w/Tj4HKC0tssU/s400/IMG_5843.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653471844385412418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I need to get the kids organized with some grub. Bye!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8053280-1680006824980661906?l=thisisthegreatadventure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisthegreatadventure.blogspot.com/feeds/1680006824980661906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8053280&amp;postID=1680006824980661906' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8053280/posts/default/1680006824980661906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8053280/posts/default/1680006824980661906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisisthegreatadventure.blogspot.com/2011/09/rain-is-finally-here.html' title='Rain is Finally Here!'/><author><name>Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14821787656180664339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jt3KBEtelEQ/S0A35ON2WbI/AAAAAAAAHuU/M08Fy3wG27Q/S220/DSC_0220sm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SdGVAAgDo20/TnUKkcXbIfI/AAAAAAAAI4g/pVgdV520f2Q/s72-c/DSC_1842.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8053280.post-7380254565151833447</id><published>2011-09-13T15:30:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-13T16:25:17.746-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Trucking Along</title><content type='html'>Here we are at week 2 of our gradual entry to Kindergarten. Things are still going great, Ariel gets more excited each day as they increase the length of the class. Today she finally got to bring a snack, haha. Tomorrow is her first lunch, so Mommy needs to make is special, hee. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Monday marked the opening of the dance studio and Ariel's joining the big kid programs. She was giddy waiting till it was time to go. Mommy had to get a picture and without fail Xander had to be in it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/298774_10150369982390979_576615978_10311548_834523695_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/298774_10150369982390979_576615978_10311548_834523695_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He is turning into such a ham! He just loves to do whatever Ariel does.... he had to go into the studio and meet her teacher too, and wailed when I carried him out. Oh dear, maybe he will be in the hip hop class one day if this keeps up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/319384_10150369982455979_576615978_10311549_1705295190_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/319384_10150369982455979_576615978_10311549_1705295190_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think Xander is actually missing Ariel around the house, as sometimes he asks 'where Ariel?' So sweet. We are enjoying our time together, and he really has come into his own 'big boy' self. He prefers to walk with me in the store without being in the buggy. He helped carry groceries and was just 'oozing' cute everywhere we went. I have noticed his understanding of instructions is really sharp and he is communicating more in sentences, not that we understand all the words but he sure does. He is also a gardener... at least someone got a green thumb in the family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/313229_10150369982275979_576615978_10311546_1638469025_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/313229_10150369982275979_576615978_10311546_1638469025_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last night I attended my first PAC meeting. I knew several of the people there from church, and I really enjoyed it. I signed up to help with the hot lunches each month, and met the gal the head of the team so that was fun. Looking forward to jumping in and being very involved. I was impressed with the meeting and those leading things.... and Cobs bread came to bring a cheque and free goodies for taking part in their school 'dough' program. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Another exciting thing happening is Ariel is joining Girl Guides as a Spark! I went to sign her up with Sarah's mom on the weekend and get her into the troop with her other friend, whose Mom is also the leader. There was a flood of people as everyone wanted in that particular troop too (its very popular) and so we didn't know until late afternoon that we did in fact make it in, yay! Ariel was so excited and I am so excited Ariel is joining our family as the 3rd generation girl guide, I will make a special post on that in the coming weeks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have been pretty busy with Jaybird Creation stuff, a few cakes (the orders are picking up again now that summer is over) lots of photography stuff and some graphics projects. I had a extended photo shoot with 19 people on the weekend and it went great. The kids were all so great and took direction well... even the baby! I posted a few shots on the Jaybird facebook group but I should have some more stuff posted on the website soon too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Speaking of which, I need to get back to editing so I can watch Parenthood tonight! Yay for fall lineup. Hee. &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/8053280-7380254565151833447?l=thisisthegreatadventure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisthegreatadventure.blogspot.com/feeds/7380254565151833447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8053280&amp;postID=7380254565151833447' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8053280/posts/default/7380254565151833447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8053280/posts/default/7380254565151833447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisisthegreatadventure.blogspot.com/2011/09/trucking-along.html' title='Trucking Along'/><author><name>Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14821787656180664339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jt3KBEtelEQ/S0A35ON2WbI/AAAAAAAAHuU/M08Fy3wG27Q/S220/DSC_0220sm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8053280.post-8288307444105216313</id><published>2011-09-09T22:00:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-09T23:08:34.085-07:00</updated><title type='text'>America... um, I am cheesed at you</title><content type='html'>Ok, so this week while on my message board, an article was  posted about how the USA is cracking down on Americans living abroad, and not filing their taxes. Now Ken has filed every year since learning early on that it was law. So yes, he files both a Canadian and American tax return. So I wasn't concerned as we were up to date on it all and felt bad more so for those who never bothered or didn't know. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, I DID learn something interesting, something that frustrates me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;First of all, let me say this first, this is NOT a comment at all about America in general. I think highly of my husband's country and his family who are very much proud of their citizenship (most of the time, hehe).  &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So we have been told early on that our kids are allowed to become American if they choose to in the future. Basically saying, the kids are Canadian, but are untitled to be duel if they wish to choose it. Guess what, they don't get to choose.... they are duel already!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Apparently, even though the kids were born in Canada, they are American because of Ken... no forms required. Now you might be saying, what is the big deal, sounds ok. Well, it is and it isn't. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Even though it opens up a lot more choices to the kids, it does make them responsible for now filing 2 tax returns like their dad when they start earning money. Makes the whole passport issue more of a possible headache. We had been asked once by the angry border man why the kids didn't have American passports, I was assuming they of course couldn't get them but I guess that isn't the case. Needless to say, the annoying side of this is MONEY it costs a lot to deal with said problems. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What I find funny is that the kids are automatically American but since we don't live in the country they don't want to give them anything, but hey still report your income to us, because its the law. Even if they don't ever earn a penny in the US, they still want to know what they earn in Canada... and gosh don't think about having a joint account with a future spouse because we learned if I started working full time again that they could tax MY money as well because of the joint account if we are over the 'exemption' (which we would defiantly be if I was working that much). Basically, it has been at times a real headache for us, one I wanted the kids to understand before taking on, but then they don't get the choice, and that is what makes me mad. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Any country makes you apply for citizenship if you have the rights entitled to it. To me that seems fitting and fair. To make my children duel without a choice, well, its not cool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8053280-8288307444105216313?l=thisisthegreatadventure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisthegreatadventure.blogspot.com/feeds/8288307444105216313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8053280&amp;postID=8288307444105216313' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8053280/posts/default/8288307444105216313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8053280/posts/default/8288307444105216313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisisthegreatadventure.blogspot.com/2011/09/america-um-i-am-cheesed-at-you.html' title='America... um, I am cheesed at you'/><author><name>Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14821787656180664339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jt3KBEtelEQ/S0A35ON2WbI/AAAAAAAAHuU/M08Fy3wG27Q/S220/DSC_0220sm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8053280.post-4942076258509476025</id><published>2011-09-06T20:12:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-06T20:56:14.564-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kindergarten Rocks</title><content type='html'>Today was the day... the day Ariel has been waiting all summer for, the start of KINDERGARTEN! She picked out her outfit for the big day... trying on 3 outfits last night before deciding on her special t-shirt. She looked so grown up and surprisingly I didn't cry, I was more proud of my girl. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/317343_10150362436645979_576615978_10258203_1558416924_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/317343_10150362436645979_576615978_10258203_1558416924_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mommy kept taking lots of pictures documenting such a huge day in her life. Xander wanted in on the action, grabbing his own backpack and standing beside his big sister. He sure loves her, so cute. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/309314_10150362435565979_576615978_10258191_1818157795_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/309314_10150362435565979_576615978_10258191_1818157795_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We walked to school this morning, Ariel deciding not to ride her bike, I think she had a bit of nerves setting in.  I can't say enough about how wonderful the walk was. Not having to go through the town, with the busy streets and stinky cars. Ariel actually asked what the smell was and I was, &lt;i&gt;that is nature&lt;/i&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was fun talking together, working out her nervousness for meeting her new teacher and meeting new kids. As we made our way up the last sidewalk towards the school we got to meet the crossing guard. She was a lovely gal who eagerly welcomed Ariel to school and that she would help her cross the street every morning. We arrived at school and once seeing her old friend from preschool, Ariel was now excited again. She peaked in the big window looking into her classroom. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/311174_10150362436405979_576615978_10258200_168772469_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/311174_10150362436405979_576615978_10258200_168772469_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We got to finally go in and meet the teacher, who was reminding us so much of Grammy! Ariel whispered to me, &lt;i&gt;she really looks like Grammy,&lt;/i&gt; and I totally had to agree. Rather uncanny actually. Ariel checked out everything in her beautiful and bright classroom. I took it all in, looking at all the details and part of me wished that this had been my classroom when I was that age, I had an 'interesting' Kindergarten experience to say the least... but that is another story for another time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/296407_10150362438635979_576615978_10258213_1569236627_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/296407_10150362438635979_576615978_10258213_1569236627_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Class was very short, and will continue be for the week and the next as they do a VERY gradual entry. Honestly I think the girl went to preschool longer on her first day than she will go in general for the week. Oh well! We checked out the 'spirit wear' they had on display near the office with Ariel's official school mascot. Time to order a t-shirt and show our school pride! Yay!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Following class we went to Grandpa and Rita's who took us to lunch at the Triple O's. A good way to celebrate I think... Ariel agrees. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/305030_10150362437510979_576615978_10258208_1257291460_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/305030_10150362437510979_576615978_10258208_1257291460_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tomorrow we are meeting with the teacher one on one and I am looking forward to that. I am just so beyond excited and feel like this is the start of a great year for all of us! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8053280-4942076258509476025?l=thisisthegreatadventure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisthegreatadventure.blogspot.com/feeds/4942076258509476025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8053280&amp;postID=4942076258509476025' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8053280/posts/default/4942076258509476025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8053280/posts/default/4942076258509476025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisisthegreatadventure.blogspot.com/2011/09/kindergarten-rocks.html' title='Kindergarten Rocks'/><author><name>Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14821787656180664339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jt3KBEtelEQ/S0A35ON2WbI/AAAAAAAAHuU/M08Fy3wG27Q/S220/DSC_0220sm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8053280.post-2004532600555962286</id><published>2011-09-06T17:01:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-06T20:12:19.531-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Xander's 2nd Birthday Party</title><content type='html'>We celebrated our little man's birthday this past weekend with a fun and simple construction party. Can't believe he is 2!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/300669_10150359505935979_576615978_10227719_4717860_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/300669_10150359505935979_576615978_10227719_4717860_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xander was far easier to please in the cake department, only wanting something with wheels. When he saw his cake he said 'wow! vroom vroom!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/292058_10150359507065979_576615978_10227726_7752114_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/292058_10150359507065979_576615978_10227726_7752114_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We kept things very relaxed, mainly since it was more family than Xander's little friends (since one of them was away and unable to attend). Just playing and eating, the best kinda of party. Haha. The food also fit Xander's favs with the menu being hot dogs, potato salad and chips. If you have never had the opportunity to watch Xander eat potato salad, it really is something to behold. Hee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/315717_10150359506010979_576615978_10227721_4035292_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/315717_10150359506010979_576615978_10227721_4035292_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids loved the video, especially Xander who squealed with every picture. When putting it together I saw how much the little man has thinned out this year. Baby fat is pretty much gone now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.onetruemedia.com/share_view_player?p=f0efb79ee1bb59ad708dcb" quality="high" scale="noscale" width="408" height="382" wmode="transparent" name="FLVPlayer" salign="LT" flashvars="&amp;amp;p=f0efb79ee1bb59ad708dcb&amp;amp;skin_id=1901&amp;amp;host=http://www.onetruemedia.com" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="margin:0px;font:12px/13px verdana,arial,sans-serif;line-height:20px;padding-bottom:15px;width:408px;text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.onetruemedia.com/landing?&amp;amp;utm_source=emplay&amp;amp;utm_medium=txt5" target="_blank" style="text-decoration:none;"&gt;Make a video - it's fun, easy and free!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline; "&gt;www.onetruemedia.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;His story was also well received by the kids. After Ken finished reading it he handed it Xander who started looking at it again. I am glad he loves it, with all the wheels why wouldn't he. You can see the online version &lt;a href="http://www.mypublisher.com/share/sharepopup/e/ArhxoTVcWCNG83SYLTe-YUPCrkJB1k66g3uUXURaXNllKM8jCsy6bl712XSdaucO0N4kEnx-JzrdOeaZN2FWORvFRBcMlN80Q7EYnf7VnjyBQKk04XAHGsn2-fl7jeO_rYvBju15iBoSvRHBv7DrRYupQGuPnvbRfBbYlCC3GPrWHps3hnIrEa0pMjpE3Wwi/s/fb/t/Click%20to%20see%20this%20MyPublisher.com%20creation"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/311108_10150359507180979_576615978_10227729_2464573_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/311108_10150359507180979_576615978_10227729_2464573_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Xander got some lovely gifts, including several new diggers and more pieces for his wooden Thomas the train set. He was thrilled and has spent countless hours playing with them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/315400_10150359507355979_576615978_10227733_1789497_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/315400_10150359507355979_576615978_10227733_1789497_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My babies are growing up... its strange and wonderful... but mostly wonderful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8053280-2004532600555962286?l=thisisthegreatadventure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisthegreatadventure.blogspot.com/feeds/2004532600555962286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8053280&amp;postID=2004532600555962286' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8053280/posts/default/2004532600555962286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8053280/posts/default/2004532600555962286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisisthegreatadventure.blogspot.com/2011/09/xanders-2nd-birthday-party.html' title='Xander&apos;s 2nd Birthday Party'/><author><name>Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14821787656180664339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jt3KBEtelEQ/S0A35ON2WbI/AAAAAAAAHuU/M08Fy3wG27Q/S220/DSC_0220sm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8053280.post-7153612969637909845</id><published>2011-08-26T00:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-26T00:00:15.506-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 2nd Birthday Xander</title><content type='html'>Today my son, my little man... my baby, turns 2. Its official, you really aren't my baby anymore, even though you will forever remain that in my heart. I remember the moment I saw your little face, and the mop of hair on your head. The thought of having a son was both exciting and scary to me, but you instantly wooed me and wrapped me around your finger. You are indeed Mommy's boy!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9KGE4r4W_FM/Tlc7vc9mw5I/AAAAAAAAI3c/ol0YQMm9ifQ/s1600/DSC_0534a.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9KGE4r4W_FM/Tlc7vc9mw5I/AAAAAAAAI3c/ol0YQMm9ifQ/s400/DSC_0534a.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645046344346682258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So much has happened this year for you in terms of growth and change. Shortly after turning one you started to stand and then walk... which turned into running, and you haven't looked back since. Unlike your sister, you have that wild nature of climbing and jumping from great heights, without fear of course. This is something Mommy hasn't done well with, but we are both getting better. You have adventure in your soul and I look forward to seeing what you do with it as you grow. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You also have a sensitivity that I love. You snuggle and love us all with a fierce loyalty. You never miss a beat when Ariel asks you for a good night hug. Your kisses make my day whenever I am feeling down. Your giggle is infectious and we can't help but join you. I love when you cling to me, shy and nervous about sometimes meeting someone new. I know one day you won't need me like that, so I will enjoy this time while I can.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2uMCUp-aN-w/Tlc7uxTLYFI/AAAAAAAAI3U/PBGfV02XJWs/s1600/DSC_0473.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2uMCUp-aN-w/Tlc7uxTLYFI/AAAAAAAAI3U/PBGfV02XJWs/s400/DSC_0473.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645046332626002002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This year your love of anything with wheels has grown! You love McQueen and Thomas the Train, spending hours pushing them around on adventures in our living room. Having to locate them nightly is a bit of a chore but then its not too much to ask... except your hiding spots are getting more and more creative. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-s1eRHR6Duro/Tlc7umNzWvI/AAAAAAAAI3M/MLQuc36Lft8/s1600/DSC_0436a.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-s1eRHR6Duro/Tlc7umNzWvI/AAAAAAAAI3M/MLQuc36Lft8/s400/DSC_0436a.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645046329650666226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the past few months your language has exploded! Suddenly you are using lots of phrases and new words. I love knowing what you want, rather than the whining, I think you agree, haha. We still don't understand everything you say, but its getting easier. Your voice is just too cute and I love when you make up a song and sing with your ukulele.  You have a love for music and a true inner talent we think. Grandpa was pretty impressed with your drumming already, we hope you grow in this gift, as music is a big part on both sides of the family. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Your hat has become your trademark, and whenever we go out we constantly are stopped with people wanting to say how much they love it on you. Its so funny how you love it too, as we get ready to go out you always say '&lt;i&gt;where hat?&lt;/i&gt;' and put it on your head. Like father like son, its adorable and I hope you wear it for years to come.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QYEcRWzVeDY/Tlc8XdkEwTI/AAAAAAAAI3k/WUkR_7_eWqY/s1600/DSC_0474a.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&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/-QYEcRWzVeDY/Tlc8XdkEwTI/AAAAAAAAI3k/WUkR_7_eWqY/s400/DSC_0474a.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645047031702798642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dear Xander, what else can I say except how thankful I am to be blessed with the gift of raising you with Daddy. I can't believe its been 2 years, they have gone by too fast but I look forward to the next phases with you with anticipation and glee. I can't wait to see what the year brings... I am sure there will be wheels, music and snuggles involved. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XAsPHw4Iyog/Tlc8XyrRXMI/AAAAAAAAI3s/eudS9PYGNZY/s1600/DSC_0637.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XAsPHw4Iyog/Tlc8XyrRXMI/AAAAAAAAI3s/eudS9PYGNZY/s400/DSC_0637.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645047037370129602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy Birthday my sweet boy, I love you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Always and forever, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mommy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&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/8053280-7153612969637909845?l=thisisthegreatadventure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisthegreatadventure.blogspot.com/feeds/7153612969637909845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8053280&amp;postID=7153612969637909845' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8053280/posts/default/7153612969637909845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8053280/posts/default/7153612969637909845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisisthegreatadventure.blogspot.com/2011/08/happy-2nd-birthday-xander.html' title='Happy 2nd Birthday Xander'/><author><name>Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14821787656180664339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jt3KBEtelEQ/S0A35ON2WbI/AAAAAAAAHuU/M08Fy3wG27Q/S220/DSC_0220sm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9KGE4r4W_FM/Tlc7vc9mw5I/AAAAAAAAI3c/ol0YQMm9ifQ/s72-c/DSC_0534a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8053280.post-4037047243645434838</id><published>2011-08-21T22:35:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-22T09:49:23.316-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Its My Party and I'll Cry if I want To!</title><content type='html'>That seemed to be the 'phrase' of the day during Ariel's birthday party this past weekend. We had a few 'rough' moments that Ariel resorted to tears to solve the situation, mainly brought on by her over excitement for the party itself and the lack of sleep leading up to it... I don't remember how many times the night before we told her to go back to bed, only to have her up at the crack of dawn ready to go! Then she refused to eat her breakfast (only taking a few bites), so really it was a recipe for disaster. She was excited and ready for her friends to arrive, and for awhile things were fun.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/305867_10150346700070979_576615978_10101876_5742100_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/305867_10150346700070979_576615978_10101876_5742100_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots of dancing, er running in a circle. Every girl looked adorable!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/314302_10150346700410979_576615978_10101882_4876542_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/314302_10150346700410979_576615978_10101882_4876542_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;The table was set and ready for the princesses to feast at. The candle holder Ariel saw at the rental shop. After pointing out it looked like Lumiere &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;from Beauty and the Beast we had to rent it for the party table, haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/296792_10150346700865979_576615978_10101886_2100580_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/296792_10150346700865979_576615978_10101886_2100580_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things started off well until we played musical chairs, Ariel wasn't playing close attention and was the first out, oops. Note to self and others playing this game, always start with every kid having a chair, then they all get one round with a chair, haha. We did play a second time where she won, and boy did she watch those chairs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/185281_10150346700925979_576615978_10101888_2362633_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/185281_10150346700925979_576615978_10101888_2362633_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We watched the annual Ariel slide show video only for a few tears at the end that she missed seeing a few of the picture. We watched it 3 times later, so all is good. Enjoy it, hard to believe how much she grew this year. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.onetruemedia.com/share_view_player?p=ef1bf5145dfc12652448d2" quality="high" scale="noscale" width="408" height="382" wmode="transparent" name="FLVPlayer" salign="LT" flashvars="&amp;amp;p=ef1bf5145dfc12652448d2&amp;amp;skin_id=1901&amp;amp;host=http://www.onetruemedia.com" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="margin:0px;font:12px/13px verdana,arial,sans-serif;line-height:20px;padding-bottom:15px;width:408px;text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.onetruemedia.com/landing?&amp;amp;utm_source=emplay&amp;amp;utm_medium=txt5" target="_blank" style="text-decoration:none;"&gt;Make a video - it's fun, easy and free!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration:underline;"&gt;www.onetruemedia.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The next time the tears showed up was when Daddy read the story. Now bear in mind the story is about her. She is super sensitive to people being 'upset' at her, and it this story the elf character gets 'upset' and stomps his foot. Well this was too much and she went nuts. Of course after calming down and explaining her tears, she said 'I cried for a reason'.... rather than just being disappointed and embarrassed by losing the game first off. &lt;a href="http://www.mypublisher.com/share/sharepopup/e/ArhxoTVcWCNG83SYLTe-YUPCrkJB1k66g3uUXURaXNllKM8jCsy6bl712XSdaucO0N4kEnx-JzptlHZLxKC0OwTuBhD5SChEJZbzLWXjAHRFeNFVdSkdBrsnJeOtS5jrhxXE-fvM8p3s3ywyZxinHL5FEKwfbl2fiV2b6vQ1w_NgaXrAr0iQhEMpm5JyL04C/s/fb/t/Click%20to%20see%20this%20MyPublisher.com%20creation"&gt;Here is the online link&lt;/a&gt; to our latest book for her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/306112_10150346703570979_576615978_10101930_260107_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/306112_10150346703570979_576615978_10101930_260107_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then... yes more tears... she cried when a few of her friends blew out her candles. Oops. The candles were lit again and we did it again with better results. Oh its hard turning 5! lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/309042_10150346703795979_576615978_10101935_1592248_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/309042_10150346703795979_576615978_10101935_1592248_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cake turned out well, after a VERY long day in decorating it. Which also included a rush trip into Richmond to pick up the needed structural elements I needed when Ariel changed her mind in the design of the cake.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/320052_10150346700135979_576615978_10101878_5224519_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/320052_10150346700135979_576615978_10101878_5224519_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also did a fun feast of princess food, using all of Ariel's dolls as the 'hosts'. I made them each a little sign to hold by their dish. Everything served were Ariel's favorites, however the moment one of the other girls said 'I don't want to have this' she would suddenly not want it anymore. However, once everyone was gone, she did gobble anything that was leftover, lol. Ah kids!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/299887_10150346702465979_576615978_10101917_5449009_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 196px;" src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/299887_10150346702465979_576615978_10101917_5449009_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ariel's friends gave her some lovely gifts, lots of crafts, stickers and coloring goodies along with with other surprises. The biggest being from Grandpa and Rita, her own 2 wheeler bike! She was so excited and something that she has wanted for months. Looking forward to her riding to school this fall, yay!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/296267_10150346703745979_576615978_10101933_1389971_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/296267_10150346703745979_576615978_10101933_1389971_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Earlier that week Ariel and Xander both received their birthday gifts in the mail from Grammy and the Uncles. Ariel got some cute outfits for school, her Julie doll got a cute outfit and a backpack so she can be ready for school too! Haha. Uncle Dan got her a Star Wars playdoh set because he thought she needed some more 'nerd' influence, haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/198724_10150340327515979_576615978_10032523_967361_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/198724_10150340327515979_576615978_10032523_967361_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xander got a Thomas wooden train starter set, and some Cars duplo sets which he loves. The boy just loves wheels!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/294229_10150340327655979_576615978_10032526_2608998_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/294229_10150340327655979_576615978_10032526_2608998_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Grammy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/285409_10150340327795979_576615978_10032529_7990822_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/285409_10150340327795979_576615978_10032529_7990822_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Ariel's actual birthday we visited the American Girl store outside Seattle that just opened this summer. We headed out early to try and beat the boarder traffic, er, not. We still sat in the line for 40ish minutes (yes Dad I am filling out our Nexus application). For once we got a nice boarder guard! We said we were going to the AG store and he actually said oh I have seen some other girls heading down this morning too. I think it was almost shocking for us not to be hassled for once... whee!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ken dropped us off and took Xander to go to a church service. Ariel was pretty excited and overwhelmed at first but quickly calmed down once I laid out the plan for the morning. First up Julie got her ears pierced and hair done. Ariel was thrilled!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/292115_10150341351800979_576615978_10047229_4312979_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/292115_10150341351800979_576615978_10047229_4312979_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next up we checked out all the dolls and clothes. Grandpa Priebe had sent some birthday money for us to pick out something for her, so let her lead me around to what she liked. Of course she loved it all, but we quickly discussed either she get a doll or a few accessories, and she chose the accessories.... but did give strong hints to possible Christmas ideas, haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had lunch booked in the bistro, in which after recommendation from others got the birthday package. It was magical and she LOVE IT! First off she got a special birthday crown and Julie got one too, haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/294035_10150341352220979_576615978_10047237_5157368_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/294035_10150341352220979_576615978_10047237_5157368_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our meal included a starter so we both got the spinach and artichoke dip. Very yummy, but Ariel was concerned it was a tad hot and didn't really want it until it cooled down.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/293390_10150341352255979_576615978_10047238_153698_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/293390_10150341352255979_576615978_10047238_153698_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For our main course Ariel wanted the macaroni and cheese, her fav, and it came with a fruit skewer which was a hit with her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/292000_10150341352295979_576615978_10047239_5430616_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/292000_10150341352295979_576615978_10047239_5430616_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then came the cake, she was so giddy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/294060_10150341352800979_576615978_10047245_369395_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/294060_10150341352800979_576615978_10047245_369395_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They brought us each a slice with ice cream and a goodie bag for the birthday girl. It had a little t-shirt, balloon and shopping bag for her doll, some stickers and an activity book for her. Thumbs up!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/294435_10150341353020979_576615978_10047251_1661830_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/294435_10150341353020979_576615978_10047251_1661830_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we hit the store and Ariel picked out her goodies. From us she picked out Julie's birthday dress outfit, her birthday picnic goodies which included a doll sized bbq, haha, and Julie's record player and tape recorder set. Then with Grandpa's money I picked out Julie accessories set that included her purse, necklace and hat and a cute food set that included a mini version of the cake, ice cream and pink lemonade we had in the cafe (which also happens to be a store exclusive that you can't get online - here she is at home with her goodies!).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/262837_10150341636900979_576615978_10050994_2964731_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/262837_10150341636900979_576615978_10050994_2964731_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We met back up with Daddy and Xander to do some outlet shopping, although we didn't find anything I was looking for. I did find some pjs to put away for the kid's for Christmas gifts though, so that was a score. Dinner was at Red Robin and since Ariel was still wearing her birthday sticker from AG, they brought her the ice cream and sang for her without us asking, very cool! She was tickled pink to get 2 special songs that day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/292860_10150341353200979_576615978_10047256_5554362_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/292860_10150341353200979_576615978_10047256_5554362_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The border on the way back was awful. About an hour and a half at least we sat. Ugh. Thank heavens for netflix on my iphone, the kids watched Dora and Thomas cartoons to pass the time, as our little man was fed up with being in the car at that point.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So that finishes up Ariel's birthday week! Now we get ready to celebrate our little man's big day this Friday as he turns 2! Then the following weekend we will celebrate with his party. So stay tuned for more birthday fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8053280-4037047243645434838?l=thisisthegreatadventure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisthegreatadventure.blogspot.com/feeds/4037047243645434838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8053280&amp;postID=4037047243645434838' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8053280/posts/default/4037047243645434838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8053280/posts/default/4037047243645434838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisisthegreatadventure.blogspot.com/2011/08/its-my-party-and-ill-cry-if-i-want-to.html' title='Its My Party and I&apos;ll Cry if I want To!'/><author><name>Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14821787656180664339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jt3KBEtelEQ/S0A35ON2WbI/AAAAAAAAHuU/M08Fy3wG27Q/S220/DSC_0220sm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8053280.post-7852021414394599749</id><published>2011-08-14T00:00:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-14T00:00:01.274-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Princess is Five</title><content type='html'>5 years ago I was holding the most amazing gift ever given to me. I was blessed years later to have that blessing again, but this was a first, a moment in time in which forever I was changed from just a woman into that of a mother. &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My sweet baby girl, who healed this broken spirit and brought forth joy where there was sadness. My 'lioness of God' who came in a way that challenged me physically and mentally... not only 14 days late but against everything that I had prepared in my head. In typical fashion, she came with originality and with an audience as everyone was so patiently waiting on her grand arrival HER WAY. Not much as changed really, haha. She loves to perform, and she is going to do it her way, the best she can be. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZuEhnhAltWM/TkdKnDaqI0I/AAAAAAAAI3E/6oTCfRj4rZk/s1600/DSC_9961a.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 257px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZuEhnhAltWM/TkdKnDaqI0I/AAAAAAAAI3E/6oTCfRj4rZk/s400/DSC_9961a.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640559093097308994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ariel there is so much I could say to you on this day, but the main thing I can not express enough is how much your Daddy and I love you. Your smile is beautiful and kind, your eyes dark chocolate with a sweet sparkle that dance like you do. I am amazed at your grace and delicate nature at such a young age. Your determination is always noticed by those around you, and I hope it stays with you as it will help you to succeed always. You are always convinced you can do better not only in activities but in your heart. The kindness you have for those around you melts my heart and makes me proud.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Your feet ever since you could stand were ready to dance. I love how you spin and twirl whenever you get the chance. I laugh when you deem a dress wearable by its 'spin out factor'. The hair you continue to grow to great lengths to match that of Rapunzel is reminiscent of your love of fairy tales and dreaming. Never stop dreaming Ariel, anything is possible with God in your heart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TLjE9SXjH8g/TkdKm4CwkbI/AAAAAAAAI28/UWU6y1hR268/s1600/DSC_9979a.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TLjE9SXjH8g/TkdKm4CwkbI/AAAAAAAAI28/UWU6y1hR268/s400/DSC_9979a.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640559090044277170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Your spiritual growth has been a blessing to watch. The questions you ask are so though provoking or at times make us laugh with the view of childlike innocence. Its amazing hearing you start to sing a song you learned at church around the house while you play. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bcdH1FFQL-Q/TkdKmX_M8CI/AAAAAAAAI2s/F0JMho4kLo0/s400/DSC_0001a.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640559081439424546" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This year is one of great change and you are so eager and ready for it. Kindergarten being the biggest event, and one that makes me truly realize how much you have grown. Its a milestone, one that starts the great journey of school that I hope you continue to love over the years. I will miss you during the day, but know how much you want to learn and grow. Its so cute to see you play 'school' with your toys, in your eagerness to start. &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;Your little brother admires you so much. He loves your silliness and your antics together may drive me nuts at times, but they make me laugh like nothing else can. Always be there for each other, for one day when I am gone, I want you to be close. Family is forever. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TTKGzqCXXN0/TkdKmuquK-I/AAAAAAAAI20/O12go4CD-6k/s400/DSC_0006a.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640559087527537634" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ariel, today you are 5, a whole hand! I wish you a year of adventure and joy. You are our princess, we love you!&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;Much love, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mommy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8053280-7852021414394599749?l=thisisthegreatadventure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisthegreatadventure.blogspot.com/feeds/7852021414394599749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8053280&amp;postID=7852021414394599749' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8053280/posts/default/7852021414394599749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8053280/posts/default/7852021414394599749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisisthegreatadventure.blogspot.com/2011/08/our-princess-is-five.html' title='Our Princess is Five'/><author><name>Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14821787656180664339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jt3KBEtelEQ/S0A35ON2WbI/AAAAAAAAHuU/M08Fy3wG27Q/S220/DSC_0220sm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZuEhnhAltWM/TkdKnDaqI0I/AAAAAAAAI3E/6oTCfRj4rZk/s72-c/DSC_9961a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8053280.post-3936441632851247148</id><published>2011-08-07T21:12:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-07T22:34:19.100-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello August!</title><content type='html'>Well we are finally getting summer it seems, pretty hot and our place is extremely uncomfortable when dinner time rolls around. Blah. The kids seem not to mind it much, so that is a plus. Ariel has been taking swimming lessons this past week and has another week to go. I may sign her up for another 2 weeks since we don't have anything booked and she is enjoying them. We shall see...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have had a few BIG orders with my cakes keeping me hopping. One was on the holiday Monday, a 4 tier cake for a huge Indian wedding. My Dad helped me to deliver it as I didn't have enough room in our car with the kid's seats, so we went off together to drop it off. We were both stunned at the sight of this reception! It was gorgeous and straight out of a magazine for a celebrity with a 150 foot tent filled with tables in gold linens with extravagant centerpieces. There was a separate tent for the food and a giant ice sculpture that was stunning. Large golden arches were in place leading from the main tent to the sitting area outside with the traditional Indian musicians playing. Dad was trying to calculate how much the whole thing must have cost, I was asking why I didn't get a gold elephant when I got married? Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The one thing that comes with a large wedding is craziness. I came at the time they asked for the cake to be dropped off, but my contact person wasn't there yet. So one of the family called and they said just to set it up on the table in the main tent... only there was no cake table set up. After another call, I was told to find the decorator. Once found I asked where the table was to go, she points to a table out in the middle of the open field. I then said, they told me it was to be in the tent to keep it cool since its super hot. She then snaps at me that she didn't think I was coming and I can move it myself. Now this is no small table, its a massive round table covered already in linens and roses petals that would need at least 3 people to move. Since I was choked by her rudeness, I held it together and stood my ground, '&lt;i&gt;no I am sorry, you are going to move it, that is YOUR job, I am here to drop off a cake, that is all, thanks&lt;/i&gt;.' I can honestly say she didn't seem pleased that I was fighting back, and sent some of her assistants to move the table into the tent. I did offer to help at that point but they turned me down, oh well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/281709_236870556345401_133987609967030_708498_834634_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/281709_236870556345401_133987609967030_708498_834634_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Dad and I carried the pieces in and I assembled the cake and took a picture, always key in these situation so you have proof that you left the cake perfectly in tact, in case someone comes and knocks it down before the client sees it. I was really excited since this was my first 4 tier and it looks so nice, yay! Then we had to wait... as my contact still hadn't arrived with my payment. Thankfully the groom's mom eventually did and proceeded to pay me my few hundred dollar fee with 10 dollar bills... yes that was a lot of bills.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This week I was featured on a blog called &lt;a href="http://www.bigdreamsmama.com/?p=351"&gt;Big Dreams Mama&lt;/a&gt; with an interview regarding my growing business. It was fun to do and exciting to share with everyone. Check it out if you haven't read it yet! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The rest of the week was pretty quiet but Xander wasn't feeling great so it hard.  Stuffy nose and a cough, making him look very sad and miserable but I am happy to say he is finally back to his adorable self. (The happy artist at work) Ariel has been a touch cranky, but I think its due to the lack of real schedule, we are eager for school to start... how many days left? Hee. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/251450_10150329641365979_576615978_9919820_8010209_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/251450_10150329641365979_576615978_9919820_8010209_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did go and hit some of the back to school sales and get a few things for her wear, this one is one of my favs, just too cute for words! Ariel is loving the plaid skirts and knee socks, which make for very adorable looks and very Rachel from 'Glee', which makes Mommy grin, hee. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/283081_10150324795220979_576615978_9863608_8049499_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/283081_10150324795220979_576615978_9863608_8049499_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had a quick visit with Maureen and Andrea who were in town and they brought the kids early birthday gifts of paper and markers, always a hit and they have been getting lots of use.  I also got to go to coffee party and it was nice to see the ladies and catch up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The remainder of the week was cake business, a castle, a shark and a drum. The castle was a challenge, mainly because I kinda made it up as I went along. I had a basic idea what I was going to do but somewhere along the way I changed the plan, lol. All the cakes have been hits, and it makes me smile, I love seeing their reactions and the excitement that comes from seeing their ideas come to life. This week I have another smaller wedding cake and a Dora cake, whee. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well its time for bed, hope you all have a great week. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8053280-3936441632851247148?l=thisisthegreatadventure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisthegreatadventure.blogspot.com/feeds/3936441632851247148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8053280&amp;postID=3936441632851247148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8053280/posts/default/3936441632851247148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8053280/posts/default/3936441632851247148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisisthegreatadventure.blogspot.com/2011/08/hello-august.html' title='Hello August!'/><author><name>Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14821787656180664339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jt3KBEtelEQ/S0A35ON2WbI/AAAAAAAAHuU/M08Fy3wG27Q/S220/DSC_0220sm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8053280.post-7439306084140559779</id><published>2011-07-30T19:42:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-30T20:42:59.185-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Imagine That!</title><content type='html'>Wow, what an amazing and tiring week we had! Haha. Our Imagine That summer arts camp ran this week from Monday to Thursday with a celebration night gallery and show that same evening. We had about 100 kids and it was a success to say the least. With this being our second year we have learned from our introduction and found things running very well this time. Of course we look forward to growing from what we learned this year and preparing for next summer. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I taught classes in handmade gifts and photography while Ken taught animation. Ariel was in the preschool class and Xander had a nursery babysitter keeping him on site in case he needed a Mommy fix! Its always amazing the stuff the kids create in a matter of days, I LOVE what Ariel did in her class lead by my good friend from college Andrea. Check out some of her art from this week, including a sewing snake and cooking little quiches and cheesecakes, yum!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/283353_228053043900679_136323786406939_619443_5622298_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/283353_228053043900679_136323786406939_619443_5622298_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My group in handmade gifts made earring holders, painted jewelry boxes, cupcake bath bombs, bath milk, gourmet popcorn kits with 2 topping flavors and a pair of earrings and necklace. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/188381_228043730568277_136323786406939_619426_6544640_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/188381_228043730568277_136323786406939_619426_6544640_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My photo class was fantastic and the kids had an amazing gallery of images that were wowing everyone! I taught the class as a 'artist vision' vs learning shutter speed etc. They all had little point and shoot cameras and I wanted them to learn they can take amazing pictures with them just learning layout, rule of thirds etc. It looks like I will be teaching a similar class come fall when we offer 3 of our more popular classes as after school options. Very exciting... as if I didn't have enough to do right!?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/223779_228043677234949_136323786406939_619425_4043229_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/223779_228043677234949_136323786406939_619425_4043229_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Friday night we had a wrap up dinner and discussing how the week went and how we can improve. I ended up coming home and cooking a batch of cookies and cakes for a weekend order, never ends eh? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This morning I was up REALLY early and baked like silly until I had 4 levels of cake for a wedding cake order for the holiday Monday. I then iced the cookies and other cake for the order for pick up tomorrow and then at noon we headed out to Granville Island... as Ariel had a special appointment!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We managed to find a parking spot, it was nuts on a sunny Saturday afternoon as you can imagine! The shop we were going to was recommended to us by a friend saying it was a fanastica place for getting your EARS PIERCED! Yes, Ariel was joining the ranks of the older girls with getting something she has been eager for. We decided going into Kindergarten was a big deal and deserved a special treat. The lady put on the numbing gel on her ears and covered them with bandaids, then sent us out for an hour. We had a yummy fish and chip lunch, which Xander loved!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/254779_10150328320765979_576615978_9900266_2199877_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/254779_10150328320765979_576615978_9900266_2199877_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The island was packed but we enjoyed the time we had wandering around until it was time to head back and get the big event underway! Ariel picked out her earrings, beautiful white gold with a pink sparkly stone. The lady took her time marking Ariel's ears until they were perfect. Then she got into position and 'poof' one ear was done. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/185474_10150328320945979_576615978_9900271_5828014_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/185474_10150328320945979_576615978_9900271_5828014_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When the lady asked if she felt anything Ariel grinned and yelled NO! She couldn't believe one was already done! The second one was just as quick and she was done showing off her beautiful earrings to Daddy who was just as beaming at his little princess. Its a big day for her, a moment we shared together and I loved it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/283797_10150328321000979_576615978_9900273_4867006_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/283797_10150328321000979_576615978_9900273_4867006_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Xander was less interested of course and was more into his car ride!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/285469_10150328321050979_576615978_9900275_491869_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/285469_10150328321050979_576615978_9900275_491869_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After all our fun we came home so Ariel could skype with Grammy and show off her earrings while I filled and iced cakes. I have to fondant them all tomorrow, but I think tonight will be one of relaxing! Ahhh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8053280-7439306084140559779?l=thisisthegreatadventure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisthegreatadventure.blogspot.com/feeds/7439306084140559779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8053280&amp;postID=7439306084140559779' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8053280/posts/default/7439306084140559779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8053280/posts/default/7439306084140559779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisisthegreatadventure.blogspot.com/2011/07/imagine-that.html' title='Imagine That!'/><author><name>Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14821787656180664339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jt3KBEtelEQ/S0A35ON2WbI/AAAAAAAAHuU/M08Fy3wG27Q/S220/DSC_0220sm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8053280.post-4829300603022589369</id><published>2011-07-25T21:16:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-25T22:34:25.208-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ketchup</title><content type='html'>aka catching up! Finally... good grief so much to say. Lets start back at the beginning of the month. We just celebrated 4th of July and we moved into wedding week for Chris and Kara. I took Ariel out for a nail party at the salon to celebrate her flower girl role, and to have a special date with my girl. She is such a doll and had a blast. She got both her toes and finger nails done, including flowers with jewels, very cute.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/263837_10150308160595979_576615978_9688806_7098444_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/263837_10150308160595979_576615978_9688806_7098444_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later that day was the rehearsal where both kids seemed to handle their roles well. Xander and James quite enjoyed the wagon, and Ariel liked pulling them for fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/270998_10150309037605979_576615978_9697711_3394891_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/270998_10150309037605979_576615978_9697711_3394891_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dinner Ken secretly dropped me off and I ended up doing a fun and silly photo shoot with Kara and her bridesmaids. I haven't laughed that hard in a long time, and it was so much fun. The next morning was wedding day. I took Ariel to get her hair done at the salon. Kara has asked for an up-do with a gerber daisy and we did just that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/269753_10150309038915979_576615978_9697732_4203442_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/269753_10150309038915979_576615978_9697732_4203442_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dropped her off at Stella's to get dressed and head out for pictures with the rest of the wedding party. She was very excited.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/269782_10150309111680979_576615978_9698390_7400613_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/269782_10150309111680979_576615978_9698390_7400613_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came home and got Mr Ring Bearer ready in his duds, very cute!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/264201_10150309120515979_576615978_9698451_1290798_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/264201_10150309120515979_576615978_9698451_1290798_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We joined up with the wedding party later only to have both boys crashed out asleep... which didn't lead to positive pictures with Xander. He cried, probably being woken up too quickly, too many people and just overwhelmed I think. I felt bad of course, but at least later he was happy and went in the wagon for the ceremony.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Later during the reception speeches he even wandered up while Chris and Kara were talking and said 'HI' which was so funny and cute. The reception was fun, Ariel danced most of the night and we mingled with friends. It was tricky keeping track of the kids, especially Xander who was wanting to just do circles around the buildings, we had to take turns letting him roam. We finally packed it in and drove home with 2 sleeping kids. The next morning Ken went to church while I let the kids sleep in. Later we were invited to the present opening BBQ so we wanted everyone happy and rested.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Monday morning Ariel was off to dance camp for a week of full day fun! She was going from 9am to 3pm and had a blast! She got to try some new forms of dance which was eye opening and she really enjoyed the jazz and musical theater the best. I was really blown away with her ability to adjust to a full day, and I totally expected her to be dog tired at the end of the day.... not so! She came home as if she had been gone at a 2 hr class. Can we say ready for full day kindergarten?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/270370_10150315774265979_576615978_9767164_4464791_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/270370_10150315774265979_576615978_9767164_4464791_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a sampling of her performance from the end of camp.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.onetruemedia.com/share_view_player?p=e9d6b0fb0997d054510687" quality="high" scale="noscale" width="408" height="382" wmode="transparent" name="FLVPlayer" salign="LT" flashvars="&amp;amp;p=e9d6b0fb0997d054510687&amp;amp;skin_id=701&amp;amp;host=http://www.onetruemedia.com" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="margin:0px;font:12px/13px verdana,arial,sans-serif;line-height:20px;padding-bottom:15px;width:408px;text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.onetruemedia.com/landing?&amp;amp;utm_source=emplay&amp;amp;utm_medium=txt2" target="_blank" style="text-decoration:none;"&gt;Photo and video editing at &lt;span style="text-decoration:underline;"&gt;www.OneTrueMedia.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then the following week was VBS, but not until we awoke Sunday morning to Ariel with a swollen eye! I was pretty sure it was pink eye but to be on the safe side I tried taking her to a walk in clinic before church only to find out the doctor was out sick that morning too. I ended up going into the ER to ask if they knew of another walk in open and told us to stay, so we did. It was in fact pink eye and the doctor sweetly told us how to clean it and which drops to get. Thankfully Ariel was very accommodating to getting them put in her eye and by Monday morning she was looking normal! It was stunning how fast she was bouncing back. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;However, by Tuesday Xander had it in both eye bad!!! My poor baby was inconsolable, and clung to me for 48 hours straight. Needless to say I had no sleep those few nights, and was so tired and emotionally spent. Of course I ended up getting the dreaded pink eye too and it sucked. Bah! However I am happy to say we are all pink eye free.  Woot!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/268422_10150318791905979_576615978_9799037_8090213_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/268422_10150318791905979_576615978_9799037_8090213_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;VBS (Vacation Bible School for those not familiar with the term) was a blast for Ariel. She went every morning for a week and made lots of fun crafts and I even heard her singing the songs around the house. So cute! She is already asking to go back next year, and I am more than happy to accommodate her request!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/269692_10150318792835979_576615978_9799042_5209713_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/269692_10150318792835979_576615978_9799042_5209713_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In between all this excitement I have been busy with lots of orders! Too many new favorites to name so check out all the pictures on &lt;a href="http://www.jaybirdcreations.com/"&gt;Jaybird Creations&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So that leads us today and the start of Imagine That! It was a great first day and I am excited for the rest of the week... so I better get to bed and rest up for tomorrow! &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/8053280-4829300603022589369?l=thisisthegreatadventure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisthegreatadventure.blogspot.com/feeds/4829300603022589369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8053280&amp;postID=4829300603022589369' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8053280/posts/default/4829300603022589369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8053280/posts/default/4829300603022589369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisisthegreatadventure.blogspot.com/2011/07/ketchup.html' title='Ketchup'/><author><name>Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14821787656180664339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jt3KBEtelEQ/S0A35ON2WbI/AAAAAAAAHuU/M08Fy3wG27Q/S220/DSC_0220sm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8053280.post-6079385869947427078</id><published>2011-07-21T22:02:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-21T22:13:02.711-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stinky Pinky</title><content type='html'>I haven't forgotten about you blog world... really.... honest. Its been a little rough here.... lets just say these few little words sum it all up....&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PINK EYE! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ugh... I will be back soon. Promise... with lots to share including:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Chris and Kara's wedding&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- cakes galore&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Ariel's dance camp&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- VBS&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- and the saga of pink eye&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am going to aim for the weekend, I really want to catch up before Imagine That starts next week. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8053280-6079385869947427078?l=thisisthegreatadventure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisthegreatadventure.blogspot.com/feeds/6079385869947427078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8053280&amp;postID=6079385869947427078' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8053280/posts/default/6079385869947427078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8053280/posts/default/6079385869947427078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisisthegreatadventure.blogspot.com/2011/07/stinky-pinky.html' title='Stinky Pinky'/><author><name>Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14821787656180664339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jt3KBEtelEQ/S0A35ON2WbI/AAAAAAAAHuU/M08Fy3wG27Q/S220/DSC_0220sm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8053280.post-7325403331270008272</id><published>2011-07-05T21:14:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-06T22:46:40.192-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Survived...</title><content type='html'>Its been a crazy week, what else is new eh? &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Following our anniversary it was Canada Day and so we spent the morning out in the village enjoying pancakes, and the festivities until it was cake time... hmm cake!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/264190_10150302064260979_576615978_9612964_3242064_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/264190_10150302064260979_576615978_9612964_3242064_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This past Saturday I had the fun and of course stressful experience of photographing a wedding. I had done this couple's engagement photos and they asked me if I could do the wedding as well. Nothing really prepares you more for stress than a wedding. Unpredictable conditions from weather to venues can make it a roller coaster ride for sure.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For the most part I feel pretty good about things and how they went. Of course the perfectionist in me would love to always do much better and I look at things overall and say, that was good, that could have been better but all in all at the end of the day it was a special day to be a part of. Head over to Jaybird Creations to see a sample of the pictures from the day. They were a lovely couple and I wish them the best! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the funny side of things, me and my young assistant managed to set off the church's alarm. Well, they didn't lock the door and the alarm was set, so really it could have been anyone. Classic me eh? I also made the cake for this wedding, talk about one stop shopping. Haha. I was pretty much gone from 9am to 11ish at night, a full day and I crawled into bed after a soak in the tub to sooth my swollen feet. It would have been nice to sleep in but with church the next morning I was up with the sun and a little boy who was eager to see his mommy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Xander pretty much stuck to me until noon when he finally realized I wasn't leaving. He didn't let me leave the nursery so I got to sit with my feet up, which was nice since I was zonked but I was bummed to have missed the service.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The next day was 4th of July, and so we loaded up the car and headed off to Point Roberts for the pancakes, parade and to take in the beach. It was lots of fun but I did manage to get my yearly burn, doh. I am hoping it fades before Saturday as I will look pretty silly in my dress looking like a lobster at Kara's wedding. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The parade theme this year was 'animation' so lots of weird stuff, these 2 were the best ones, the Flintstones... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/270168_10150306729885979_576615978_9676167_6620076_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/270168_10150306729885979_576615978_9676167_6620076_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and the smurfs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/269977_10150306729970979_576615978_9676169_4818710_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/269977_10150306729970979_576615978_9676169_4818710_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though I got a burn I had a great time with our family, and a bit sad too as it was Ken's last day off before going back to work.  We have enjoyed our mini break with him home, especially the kids. They enjoyed the beach and exploring the sand and its creatures...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/267665_10150306730900979_576615978_9676191_4123624_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/267665_10150306730900979_576615978_9676191_4123624_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Xander thought this was a ball and was quite upset it was tied down, haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/269788_10150306730185979_576615978_9676177_6305684_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/269788_10150306730185979_576615978_9676177_6305684_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday I had planned to do laundry, clean up and meet with Brenda in regards to Imagine That coming up. When I called to set up our meeting, she suggested the water park and so off we went. The kids played hard, Xander even took his nap in the grass while Brenda and I chatted business and caught up on our social lives. Very good day and fun for the kids too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later in the afternoon was Xander's haircut appointment to trim his locks for his ring bearer duty on Saturday. It went really well, in fact I think this was the best appointment yet. Look how cute he is! Yeah the hat kinda hides his hair but he loves it so much, and boy does it suit him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ysUHfSUTshU/ThVHnN9k9KI/AAAAAAAAI0U/32h5ldr6Nv0/s1600/IMG_0085.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ysUHfSUTshU/ThVHnN9k9KI/AAAAAAAAI0U/32h5ldr6Nv0/s400/IMG_0085.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626482048557708450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today was finally the dreaded 'shots' day. Ariel was getting her kindergarten booster and Xander was finally starting his shots. Long story on why he is so delayed, but regardless he now is on the road to catching up finally. So we headed over and Ariel was being very brave, not showing any signs of being scared. When we finally were called into the room it was our friend from church doing the shots, so that was awesome! She started preparing Ariel who once was on my lap seemed to freak because she realized she had a tiny sun burn on her arm and I think the thought of us holding her arm on it make her get overwhelmed. She cried when the shot finally came but stopped as soon as it was over, happy to get a lollipop and sticker for her efforts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ariel then decided she wanted to go back to the toy area as she didn't want to see Xander cry, aww . So I got ready to hold down the boy as he was getting 3 shots. Its so hard seeing your kids cry, but thankfully Xander just like Ariel stopped as soon as it was over. Yay! He gobbled down his lollipop even before we left the room. After our 15 minute wait to make sure there was no reaction, we went to the dollar store to pick out a treat. Ariel got 'toot' goop, ugh. Her friend got some and of course she was eager to choose that as her prize. Xander got a hot wheel car and was in his glory. Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So that has been our week in a nutshell... lots coming up and it looks like the summer sun is finally staying... making our home extremely warm and slightly uncomfortable. Oh well. &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/8053280-7325403331270008272?l=thisisthegreatadventure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisthegreatadventure.blogspot.com/feeds/7325403331270008272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8053280&amp;postID=7325403331270008272' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8053280/posts/default/7325403331270008272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8053280/posts/default/7325403331270008272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisisthegreatadventure.blogspot.com/2011/07/survived.html' title='Survived...'/><author><name>Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14821787656180664339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jt3KBEtelEQ/S0A35ON2WbI/AAAAAAAAHuU/M08Fy3wG27Q/S220/DSC_0220sm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ysUHfSUTshU/ThVHnN9k9KI/AAAAAAAAI0U/32h5ldr6Nv0/s72-c/IMG_0085.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8053280.post-2132590219495077841</id><published>2011-06-30T08:01:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-30T08:25:27.625-07:00</updated><title type='text'>At the beginning...</title><content type='html'>10 years ago around this time I was waking up, it would be the day that I would marry the boy who had changed my world.  Its hard to believe at times it has been 10 years already, but then I look around and I see the effects of time passing before me. Grey hairs and wrinkles I never had before... A scar on my stomach that bears the story of children coming into our life and changing us again from just husband and wife to Mom and Dad... and just growing as people but still very much connected to who we were then that day to who we are now, stronger and very much still in love. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wT2mXXqNXPk/TgyT8NjB0VI/AAAAAAAAI0E/ItQHSw_F2qM/s1600/38c.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 294px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wT2mXXqNXPk/TgyT8NjB0VI/AAAAAAAAI0E/ItQHSw_F2qM/s400/38c.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624032697316921682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look at Ken and I see the boy who charmed me with his love of puppets, music and film. I also see the man who stood by me when my world came crashing down and helped me to stand when I wasn't sure I could. A strong man of faith who loves both me and the kids and puts our needs and hearts first. His face is older and wiser, but he is still the scruffy boy I know and love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Music always takes us back to moments in our lives that remind us of something or someone. The song that played when I walked down the aisle was from an animated movie. When I first heard it I realized it was our story, it was our song and ever time I hear it I am moved to tears thinking of the day we started 'forever'. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; " &gt;We were strangers&lt;br /&gt;Starting out on a journey&lt;br /&gt;Never dreaming&lt;br /&gt;What we'd have to go through&lt;br /&gt;Now here we are&lt;br /&gt;And I'm suddenly standing&lt;br /&gt;At the beginning with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one told me&lt;br /&gt;I was going to find you&lt;br /&gt;Unexpected&lt;br /&gt;What you did to my heart&lt;br /&gt;When I lost hope&lt;br /&gt;You were there to remind me&lt;br /&gt;This is the start&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is a road&lt;br /&gt;And I want to keep going&lt;br /&gt;Love is a river&lt;br /&gt;I wanna keep flowing&lt;br /&gt;Live is a road&lt;br /&gt;Now and forever&lt;br /&gt;Wonderful journey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be there&lt;br /&gt;When the world stops turning&lt;br /&gt;I'll be there&lt;br /&gt;When the storm is through&lt;br /&gt;In the end I wanna be standing&lt;br /&gt;At the beginning with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were strangers&lt;br /&gt;On a crazy adventure&lt;br /&gt;Never dreaming&lt;br /&gt;How our dreams would come true&lt;br /&gt;Now here we stand&lt;br /&gt;Unafraid of the future&lt;br /&gt;At the beginning with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is a road&lt;br /&gt;And I want to keep going&lt;br /&gt;Love is a river&lt;br /&gt;I wanna keep flowing&lt;br /&gt;Live is a road&lt;br /&gt;Now and forever&lt;br /&gt;Wonderful journey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be there&lt;br /&gt;When the world stops turning&lt;br /&gt;I'll be there&lt;br /&gt;When the storm is through&lt;br /&gt;In the end I wanna be standing&lt;br /&gt;At the beginning with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew there was somebody somewhere&lt;br /&gt;Like me alone in the dark&lt;br /&gt;Now I know my dream will live on&lt;br /&gt;I've been waiting so long&lt;br /&gt;Nothing's gonna tear us apart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is a road&lt;br /&gt;And I want to keep going&lt;br /&gt;Love is a river&lt;br /&gt;I wanna keep flowing&lt;br /&gt;Live is a road&lt;br /&gt;Now and forever&lt;br /&gt;Wonderful journey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be there&lt;br /&gt;When the world stops turning&lt;br /&gt;I'll be there&lt;br /&gt;When the storm is through&lt;br /&gt;In the end I wanna be standing&lt;br /&gt;At the beginning with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is a road and I wanna keep going&lt;br /&gt;Love is a river I wanna keep going on....&lt;br /&gt;Starting out on a journey&lt;br /&gt;Life is a road and I wanna going&lt;br /&gt;Love is river I wanna keep flowing&lt;br /&gt;In the end I wanna be standing&lt;br /&gt;At the beginning with you.&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;embed src="http://www.onetruemedia.com/share_view_player?p=6176410bcfd7fe45d19bfa" quality="high" scale="noscale" width="408" height="382" wmode="transparent" name="FLVPlayer" salign="LT" flashvars="&amp;amp;p=6176410bcfd7fe45d19bfa&amp;amp;skin_id=701&amp;amp;host=http://www.onetruemedia.com" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="margin:0px;font:12px/13px verdana,arial,sans-serif;line-height:20px;padding-bottom:15px;width:408px;text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.onetruemedia.com/landing?&amp;amp;utm_source=emplay&amp;amp;utm_medium=txt3" target="_blank" style="text-decoration:none;"&gt;Make video montages at &lt;span style="text-decoration:underline;"&gt;www.OneTrueMedia.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 years... its only the beginning. I love you Ken!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CrM1s8C3QME/TgyT8edjsbI/AAAAAAAAI0M/DLAxSrAANm0/s1600/IMG_8655.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&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/-CrM1s8C3QME/TgyT8edjsbI/AAAAAAAAI0M/DLAxSrAANm0/s400/IMG_8655.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624032701857378738" /&gt;&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/8053280-2132590219495077841?l=thisisthegreatadventure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisthegreatadventure.blogspot.com/feeds/2132590219495077841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8053280&amp;postID=2132590219495077841' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8053280/posts/default/2132590219495077841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8053280/posts/default/2132590219495077841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisisthegreatadventure.blogspot.com/2011/06/at-beginning.html' title='At the beginning...'/><author><name>Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14821787656180664339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jt3KBEtelEQ/S0A35ON2WbI/AAAAAAAAHuU/M08Fy3wG27Q/S220/DSC_0220sm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wT2mXXqNXPk/TgyT8NjB0VI/AAAAAAAAI0E/ItQHSw_F2qM/s72-c/38c.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8053280.post-5957727436282406155</id><published>2011-06-28T18:14:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-28T21:01:47.046-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mini Vacation... sort of</title><content type='html'>Well after several days of Ken being off in New York for business (no I wasn't jealous at all, haha) he returned home on Sunday morning. We stayed home from church to meet him and all head to the potluck lunch together afterwards. He got lots of special treats for the kids who were beyond excited to see him. They went running down the hall and each grabbed a leg, pretty special. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Daddy got Ariel some new American Girl outfits for Julie and Joy and a Disney princess nightgown. Xander got some new Cars 2 toys and Cars jammies, both were thrilled. Mommy got a Sex and the City glass and pocket mirror for my purse... the glass I am using right now... hmmm cosmo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/263779_10150284657780979_576615978_9569622_3629701_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/263779_10150284657780979_576615978_9569622_3629701_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ken is now taking this week off as a mini break, and since its a busy one for me leading up to my wedding shoot on Saturday, I am glad to have the help. I baked 100+ cookies last night and got the first part of the icing done today. Hoping to finish them tomorrow and then get them bagged on Thursday for the drop off on Friday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So while Ken was gone I was knee deep in 5 cake orders and they should all be all up now (hopefully) on my Jaybird site if you wish to see them. Thankfully the weather was in my favor and it wasn't too hot but I did at times had to rotate the cakes in my fridge to keep things cool. At one point I took a picture of the craziness haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KkWdkLm9-Tg/TgqUggoIGUI/AAAAAAAAIz0/EiXXAK01SDk/s1600/IMG_0059.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KkWdkLm9-Tg/TgqUggoIGUI/AAAAAAAAIz0/EiXXAK01SDk/s400/IMG_0059.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623470370960447810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We managed to finish up some other projects with Kara in regards to the wedding. Programs are done, wine labels done and working on pie toppers (which reminds me...) Kara had fun cooking french toast with Ariel while I worked, it was delicious!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/261373_10150280394840979_576615978_9525198_4938563_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 308px;" src="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/261373_10150280394840979_576615978_9525198_4938563_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xander also tried out painting after watching Ariel and deciding he wanted to try.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/259919_10150279874780979_576615978_9519845_578997_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/259919_10150279874780979_576615978_9519845_578997_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love his first masterpiece! Do you see a dragon or unicorn? Those were the big ones spotted from my facebook peeps.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/260004_10150279874675979_576615978_9519841_2461719_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/260004_10150279874675979_576615978_9519841_2461719_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ariel also finished up her gymnastics class. She was so cute waiting to go in, when did my baby grow up! I had hoped to tape her dance but lets just say it wasn't communicated when it was happening during the practice time and they did it but I thought it was still the practice, oh well. Ariel was a tad disappointed I didn't tape it but it was ok, Daddy had seen it the week before and that was all that mattered. She got a certificate for completing the class and we got some slurpees to celebrate!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sUiwNvDoUDw/TgqH-jkh5LI/AAAAAAAAIzU/3Aq-QbWPegg/s1600/IMG_0023.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sUiwNvDoUDw/TgqH-jkh5LI/AAAAAAAAIzU/3Aq-QbWPegg/s400/IMG_0023.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623456593495581874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm slurpee kids, haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eqc1XplSY6c/TgqH-8SAp_I/AAAAAAAAIzc/6KdtXpm7Nrc/s1600/IMG_0042.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eqc1XplSY6c/TgqH-8SAp_I/AAAAAAAAIzc/6KdtXpm7Nrc/s400/IMG_0042.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623456600128792562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also picked up Ariel's kindergarten schedule and supply list for next year. We found out that she will be in the full kindergarten class vs the kindy/grade 1 split. We were fine either way it went, figuring she would love the challenge of being with older kids or being in the class with the kindergarten teacher we hear so many great things about, so we got the later and are pleased as punch! Ken couldn't believe kids in gr 1 need a flash drive! Oh how the times are a changing. We of course were in the time when computers were just being introduced to schools. I remember the big day in grade 4 going to the lab and getting the run down on floppy discs, haha. Now my nearly 2 year old can run my iphone!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Speaking of my phone, I love it! I don't know what I did before, it makes my scheduling, organizing and keeping things running smoother than ever! Not to mention if I forget my phone I can capture moments like this.... mc rib is back! A joke between Ken and I, haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eNSA-yszS2w/TgqUhI8SYhI/AAAAAAAAIz8/yqgPRQjbU6U/s1600/IMG_0060.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eNSA-yszS2w/TgqUhI8SYhI/AAAAAAAAIz8/yqgPRQjbU6U/s400/IMG_0060.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623470381782426130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or my sweet kiddies having a picnic together...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/260341_10150281389580979_576615978_9535483_6683320_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/260341_10150281389580979_576615978_9535483_6683320_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...or Grandpa and his boys Henry and Xander being crazy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JqODkKHZsKo/TgqH_fq7fgI/AAAAAAAAIzk/UKIakAYwk3k/s1600/IMG_0062.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JqODkKHZsKo/TgqH_fq7fgI/AAAAAAAAIzk/UKIakAYwk3k/s400/IMG_0062.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623456609628552706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or finally capturing Xander at his first movie! Cars 2, meh, that is all I will say about that, haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Wq996CQb2qs/TgqH_mkV3ZI/AAAAAAAAIzs/sHG9kaYOmbk/s1600/IMG_0067.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Wq996CQb2qs/TgqH_mkV3ZI/AAAAAAAAIzs/sHG9kaYOmbk/s400/IMG_0067.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623456611479969170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you notice my anniversary ticker we are nearly at the big day, 10 years! Eek! I promise a special post will be made on the Thursday so tune in for that. I am off to work on wedding cookies! Bye!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8053280-5957727436282406155?l=thisisthegreatadventure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisthegreatadventure.blogspot.com/feeds/5957727436282406155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8053280&amp;postID=5957727436282406155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8053280/posts/default/5957727436282406155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8053280/posts/default/5957727436282406155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisisthegreatadventure.blogspot.com/2011/06/mini-vacation-sort-of.html' title='Mini Vacation... sort of'/><author><name>Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14821787656180664339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jt3KBEtelEQ/S0A35ON2WbI/AAAAAAAAHuU/M08Fy3wG27Q/S220/DSC_0220sm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KkWdkLm9-Tg/TgqUggoIGUI/AAAAAAAAIz0/EiXXAK01SDk/s72-c/IMG_0059.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8053280.post-5992493308396685595</id><published>2011-06-19T20:51:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-19T23:27:35.936-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Vancouver on the Map</title><content type='html'>... but for the wrong reasons. If anyone caught the big Stanley Cup final game between Boston and Vancouver they know the winner was overshadowed by the actions that followed in moments after the clock ran out. Much like 1994 when the Canucks lost game 7, a riot broke out... this time it was far more planned and frankly left most of BC in a state of disgust and embarrassment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were on every tv station across the world... and you know you hit an all time low when you show up on TMZ!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="560" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/scDChH_7kMA" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We happened to have a student over for dinner who is attending our church, and we all sat on the couch stunned at the events. Of course with social media no one can hide anymore, and people are getting caught daily!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People have also reacted in ways of grace as well... going down to clean up the mess and write messages of thank you to the police who had to take on the ordeal. I am still upset about it, but I won't let it define me or my country!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week my baby girl finished preschool... sniff. She got her little diploma that I stuck into her school memory book. She seems so grown up, when did that happen?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/253586_10150273093170979_576615978_9453662_716298_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/253586_10150273093170979_576615978_9453662_716298_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did the annual first day and last day pictures to see how much she grew and changed in a year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/251624_10150275118055979_576615978_9472261_2142697_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 355px;" src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/251624_10150275118055979_576615978_9472261_2142697_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the final week we had a park party and an outing to the bird sanctuary. Lots of fun and kinda sad too since lots of her friends will be headed to different schools.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesderday Ariel and I went over to her dance studio to register for fall! It was picture day so we got to see all the older kids in their costumes and oh boy they were pretty! Ariel was excited to know she would get her own costume next year, eek! We signed up for pre-primary ballet and beginner Jazz. After a short visit with some friends we saw there, we headed off to pick up Daddy's Father's Day gift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I caved and got us iphones! We had been taking about it for a long time and with both of the kinds of jobs we have that it would be a good idea but I convinced Ken not for awhile, in hopes of surprising him. He of course was thrilled and feels like one of the cool kids now, haha. I am so excited to have all my work related emails, contacts and schedule with me to look at anytime, especially when out getting supplies, as my Mommy brain tends to kick in and I forget stuff all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time for some crazy Xander cuteness. His smile, oh boy is he gonna woo those girls one day, haha. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/264013_10150276890995979_576615978_9487347_7465715_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/264013_10150276890995979_576615978_9487347_7465715_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The past few weeks I had lots of orders but the highlights were a 25th anniversary...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/251283_214547778577679_133987609967030_624467_3330738_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/251283_214547778577679_133987609967030_624467_3330738_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... and a gala event.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/254071_214764658555991_133987609967030_625790_7064176_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/254071_214764658555991_133987609967030_625790_7064176_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week week I have have 5 orders, 2 of them are large 3 tier cakes, the rest are smaller but still detailed. Looking forward to them since there are some fun things coming up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its strange that we are on 'summer schedule'. Ariel's last gymnastics session is this week, so look for a video performance of her dance coming up. I am looking forward to the summer activities starting soon, but first we have to finish up everything for Kara's wedding which is quickly approaching. Ok, time to finish some emails and get to bed. &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/8053280-5992493308396685595?l=thisisthegreatadventure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisthegreatadventure.blogspot.com/feeds/5992493308396685595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8053280&amp;postID=5992493308396685595' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8053280/posts/default/5992493308396685595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8053280/posts/default/5992493308396685595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisisthegreatadventure.blogspot.com/2011/06/vancouver-on-map.html' title='Vancouver on the Map'/><author><name>Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14821787656180664339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jt3KBEtelEQ/S0A35ON2WbI/AAAAAAAAHuU/M08Fy3wG27Q/S220/DSC_0220sm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/scDChH_7kMA/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8053280.post-5096707586996420607</id><published>2011-06-10T16:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-10T16:41:53.272-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dancing Through Life</title><content type='html'>Tis the blog about Ariel's ballet viewing and our date to see Wicked (hence the title of the blog, its one of the songs from Wicked, if you didn't know)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First up was our sweet girl's last day as a 'kinderdancer'. Next year she will be in 'pre-primary' ballet and joining Jazz as well which is exciting! Ariel is beyond pumped and is eager to be in the 'big girls' classes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/246631_10150261895185979_576615978_9335331_6243863_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/246631_10150261895185979_576615978_9335331_6243863_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daddy was able to join us as he is teaching again this semester so he could move his schedule around as he would be staying late. He is always excited to see her dance, and as usual she was amazing to watch. Miss Julie had told us how good her coordination has continued to be, and her timing and following the music is just wonderful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/251449_10150261895045979_576615978_9335324_3350605_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/251449_10150261895045979_576615978_9335324_3350605_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We taped a most of the show, but here is just a sample.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.onetruemedia.com/share_view_player?p=e1823f160f976b77a88013" quality="high" scale="noscale" width="408" height="382" wmode="transparent" name="FLVPlayer" salign="LT" flashvars="&amp;amp;p=e1823f160f976b77a88013&amp;amp;skin_id=701&amp;amp;host=http://www.onetruemedia.com" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="margin:0px;font:12px/13px verdana,arial,sans-serif;line-height:20px;padding-bottom:15px;width:408px;text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.onetruemedia.com/landing?&amp;amp;utm_source=emplay&amp;amp;utm_medium=txt1" target="_blank" style="text-decoration:none;"&gt;Make an on-line slide show at &lt;span style="text-decoration:underline;"&gt;www.OneTrueMedia.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;During the week I had 2 orders, one for a Mario themed cake...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/248464_213547385344385_133987609967030_618500_8161184_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/248464_213547385344385_133987609967030_618500_8161184_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the other a jazz dance cake (which I booked while in the bathroom at church, lol, probably the most interesting place to do business. Ha!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/248308_213899795309144_133987609967030_620350_3310605_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/248308_213899795309144_133987609967030_620350_3310605_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then on Saturday Ken and I left the kids and went to see probably my new favorite musical, WICKED! It was beautiful, from the costumes, music and visuals, we were spellbound! We were in row 4 up front, amazing seats but then it was a present for our 10th anniversary this month! Whee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We came out of the theater at 5pm to the city filled with crazy Canuck fans! I would have loved to take a picture but I didn't bring my camera, felt like holding hubby's hand instead that day, whee!  But to give those who don't live, here is an idea of how crazy downtown is when its the playoff finals... this sums it up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/249889_10150193375181712_19597231711_7250357_505516_n.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Xander outgrew his soft sole shoes finally, his big toe actually popping out the front. Since he is starting to be more active outside I felt it was time for his first runners. So off to the shoe store we went and came home with these! He LOVES them, and gets excited when its time to put them on his feet, a good sign I guess. Can't believe my baby will be 2 soon!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/260213_10150269784195979_576615978_9410783_2463157_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/260213_10150269784195979_576615978_9410783_2463157_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, I started writing this on Monday and its Friday... yeah, it was busy, and I PROMISE next week I will catch up on everything. But for now, happy Friday everyone and Go Canucks... yeah, I will cheer for the home team, even if I don't care much, I care for everyone who does. Woot! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8053280-5096707586996420607?l=thisisthegreatadventure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisthegreatadventure.blogspot.com/feeds/5096707586996420607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8053280&amp;postID=5096707586996420607' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8053280/posts/default/5096707586996420607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8053280/posts/default/5096707586996420607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisisthegreatadventure.blogspot.com/2011/06/dancing-through-life.html' title='Dancing Through Life'/><author><name>Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14821787656180664339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jt3KBEtelEQ/S0A35ON2WbI/AAAAAAAAHuU/M08Fy3wG27Q/S220/DSC_0220sm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8053280.post-5904463337267774287</id><published>2011-05-30T17:02:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T16:05:29.237-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wedding - Indian Style!</title><content type='html'>Wow, what a weekend! We experienced our first ever Indian wedding, and it was fantastic! My friend from high school Ann got engaged to Teddy back around Christmas time. I decided early on if we were going to go we had to dress the part, seemed fitting and Ariel was insisting on it once she saw the outfits, haha. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/255006_10150259698955979_576615978_9306802_2802026_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/255006_10150259698955979_576615978_9306802_2802026_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So earlier in week we had our friend Pooja take me and the kids off shopping for Indian outfits. We did have a place in mind but ended up at another shop by accident, but it worked out well. We found a perfect outfit for me and he threw in Ariel's outfit for free! Now if anyone would like to borrow it, please let me know. Its too beautiful not to use as much as possible! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/247021_10150259698925979_576615978_9306800_6508652_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/247021_10150259698925979_576615978_9306800_6508652_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ariel's was a tad long so I had to hem it at home, taking 10 inches off the bottom, gosh she is tiny!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/252996_10150259698140979_576615978_9306776_6709067_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/252996_10150259698140979_576615978_9306776_6709067_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Friday night Ariel and I got invited to the henna party at Ann's house. When we arrived the artist was doing Ann's feet and oh it was simply stunning!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/248078_10150259049045979_576615978_9298555_3732316_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/248078_10150259049045979_576615978_9298555_3732316_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ariel LOVED it, although she thought when it was drying on her hand it looked like 'poop'. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/247245_10150259049270979_576615978_9298560_3473940_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/247245_10150259049270979_576615978_9298560_3473940_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all got to have a little henna done on our hands. Such a pretty design and I keep getting many complements on it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/250722_10150259048955979_576615978_9298553_7727928_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/250722_10150259048955979_576615978_9298553_7727928_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ken picked us up to take Ariel home to bed and dropped me off at the movies as our book club was having its last meeting before summer. We had just read Water for Elephants and went to see the movie, but since we waited the only time it was playing was 930pm, so a late night it was! I enjoyed the movie but seeing animals hurt is really hard for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saturday morning I worked for 3-4 hours finishing Ann and Teddy's wedding cake. Each flower was cut out, shaped and attached to the cake by hand. The finishing effect of adding some simmer powder to each flower made it sparkle in person and it was done! I was so happy with it, my first wedding cake! Woot!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Y6HjaBy1ejA/TeVynYJWnEI/AAAAAAAAIzI/4rlfTAT69AA/s1600/webDSC_6148.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Y6HjaBy1ejA/TeVynYJWnEI/AAAAAAAAIzI/4rlfTAT69AA/s400/webDSC_6148.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613018531409337410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ken was out all day at an open house at the school so when he got home we took the kids to the May Days for rides and dinner. I had my annual corn dog, haha. Ariel road 5 rides and enjoyed probably the roller coaster the best, again like last year. I am amazed she is my kid, I don't do rides at all! I think her face says it all!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zZAZV-0piAM/TeVuvx7U3kI/AAAAAAAAIy4/0O0pY3Mv8sk/s1600/DSC_6166.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&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/-zZAZV-0piAM/TeVuvx7U3kI/AAAAAAAAIy4/0O0pY3Mv8sk/s400/DSC_6166.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613014277722267202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xander got a kick out of watching her fly by, wonder if he will be like her wanting to ride those things!? He also had his first taste of cotton candy, he wasn't impressed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u3eZDdthm7w/TeVuwBrsR6I/AAAAAAAAIzA/lrBjCO5eAcw/s1600/DSC_6177.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u3eZDdthm7w/TeVuwBrsR6I/AAAAAAAAIzA/lrBjCO5eAcw/s400/DSC_6177.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613014281951659938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next morning we were up early, dressed and ready to head to the temple. We dropped Xander with Brenda who was going to have him in the parade for our Imagine That camp float. We got to the temple and found my other friends and made our way inside for the tea they had for us. It was a nice little breakfast of veggie pakoras, a few other things I wasn't sure what they were called but they were yummy, fruit and sweets. Ariel discovered how sweet Indian sweets can be, haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/253876_10150259698480979_576615978_9306787_5947888_n.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then we went upstairs for the ceremony. Ann had given us an email run down of how to come in and do things before taking our seat, men on one side, ladies on the other.  Ariel enjoyed the music, even though she was confused that it was in a different language. They did have the words in english on the screen too so that was interesting to know what they were saying. We watched Ann come in with her parents, she was so cute, totally smiling and eager to see Teddy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/255566_10150259698620979_576615978_9306793_1764777_n.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They did the walk around several times and then it was pronounced they were married. Yay!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/248156_10150259698745979_576615978_9306795_5253508_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/248156_10150259698745979_576615978_9306795_5253508_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before we went up for our picture with them, some of the men of the temple came around with large bowls. One of the ladies sitting by us explained it was a sugary paste that they would give us like a blessing. They dropped a handful into our hands and we ate it. Ariel kinds freaked that it was warm and needless to say we took 'her blessing' home in a napkin in my purse. Haha.  It kinda tasted like super sweet and sorta the consistency of instant oatmeal. I actually liked it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/247906_10150259698845979_576615978_9306798_8149897_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/247906_10150259698845979_576615978_9306798_8149897_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it was downstairs for lunch! Lots of veggie curries, fruit and roti. Yummy! Then said goodbye to everyone until later, and we headed home for a rest.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When it was time for the reception we had changed as it was SUPER HOT, really felt like summer!  Not to mention I was worried about tripping and dropping the cake I worked so long on. Brenda drove me and the cakes as Ken followed us out to Vancouver. It was a beautiful hall and they had appies ready as we came in. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ariel and Alasyn had a great time hanging out together and eating the little Indian crackers.  They eventually set up the warm appetizers as we waited for Ann and Teddy to arrive.  Lots of tasty things that were complemented both cultures, egg rolls, samosas etc.  At the table they had fortune cookies and chopsticks. The cookies had a game inside them and Ariel won a dvd! She was so excited!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/252602_10150260295715979_576615978_9314830_4678684_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/252602_10150260295715979_576615978_9314830_4678684_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ann and Teddy arrived and they went into speeches, the tea ceremony, first dance and then...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/250337_10150260296075979_576615978_9314834_5101937_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/250337_10150260296075979_576615978_9314834_5101937_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...cutting the cake! She even had them announce I made it for them, so that was so special! They were so cute, asking where they should cut into it. Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/252298_10150260296340979_576615978_9314837_7687244_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 380px;" src="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/252298_10150260296340979_576615978_9314837_7687244_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then there was dancing before dinner, and oh boy did Ariel LOVE that. She was loving the dancing lights and disco ball. Plus the mix of top 40 songs and Indian music was keeping her moving.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/252578_10150260295405979_576615978_9314829_1576721_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/252578_10150260295405979_576615978_9314829_1576721_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner was served and it was butter chicken, soooooooooo good! They had a sweet table and a candy bar. The servers were taken with Ariel most of the night and one of them went to the candy bar and brought her a full plate of treats! Spoiled rotten! Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sadly I was getting a migraine and we packed it in around 10ish. Ariel cried of course because she didn't want to leave 'the best dance party ever!' Xander was asleep before we left the parking lot and we came home and crawled into bed.  It was a wonderful day and I am so happy for my friend and her new adventure in life! Congrats again!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then today was Ariel's ballet viewing but since I have some work to do it will have to wait till later this week! Got lots of graphics stuff to get caught up on, a photo shoot to edit and some cake orders this week. Busy busy busy! Oh and there is a postal strike coming... not too pleased about that.&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/8053280-5904463337267774287?l=thisisthegreatadventure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisthegreatadventure.blogspot.com/feeds/5904463337267774287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8053280&amp;postID=5904463337267774287' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8053280/posts/default/5904463337267774287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8053280/posts/default/5904463337267774287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisisthegreatadventure.blogspot.com/2011/05/wedding-indian-style.html' title='Wedding - Indian Style!'/><author><name>Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14821787656180664339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jt3KBEtelEQ/S0A35ON2WbI/AAAAAAAAHuU/M08Fy3wG27Q/S220/DSC_0220sm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Y6HjaBy1ejA/TeVynYJWnEI/AAAAAAAAIzI/4rlfTAT69AA/s72-c/webDSC_6148.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8053280.post-6931402909143846760</id><published>2011-05-22T13:28:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-22T14:24:06.536-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick Bugs</title><content type='html'>Well that wacky spring cold/flu finally hit our house. After a fun start to the week with school and a dress fitting for Ariel's flower girl dress for Kara's wedding, things slowly went down hill. By Tuesday for ballet Ariel was acting not her self. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Xander&lt;/span&gt; had a terrible Monday night of crying almost all night, nothing comforted him except me holding him. By the time I dropped Ariel at gymnastics, she was saying she felt cold... I thought it was at first because she was in a tank top but I soon saw by the end of class she was running out of steam. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I brought the kids home, got them into their &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;jammies&lt;/span&gt; and they both crashed on the couch. Super cute but I felt bad for my babies. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/247646_10150251586545979_576615978_9233464_8241989_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/247646_10150251586545979_576615978_9233464_8241989_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday morning I made the call to keep Ariel home. She never really got 'sick' like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Xander&lt;/span&gt; did but her lingering on and off fever made me just want her to rest. I had an appointment with our new family doctor!  Yes after 2 YEARS! I found a doctor who has room to take us in her practice... the downside, its in White Rock. However, this woman is WORTH the drive. I use to see her before she went on maternity leave, she was a fellow doctor at my old clinic. So I am happy that we get to see her. She is just so caring, gives the time to each patient and great with kids. So I had an appointment to get acquainted mainly, but one concern I wanted to get checked out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Xander&lt;/span&gt; has one dark black mole on his upper thigh. It popped up sometime after his first birthday and because its dark its one we need to watch closely. Me on the other hand, I have millions of moles all over and had a few I was concerned about but I was put at ease that they were fine. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Yay&lt;/span&gt;.  So with that, we left feeling fabulous that we once again had a doctor, amen!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The drive home was eventful to say the least. Shortly after we started driving &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Xander&lt;/span&gt; started puking... like full on projectile puke. Lovely eh? Ariel is freaking out that he is going to get it on her and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Xander&lt;/span&gt; is totally confused about what just happened. I find a spot quickly to pull over, a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Fatburger&lt;/span&gt;. Ariel has decided she is hungry and I can't justify using a bathroom and not getting something, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;sooooooooo&lt;/span&gt; I got her a snack and clean Mr Man up. Thankfully no more puking the rest of the ride home. The rest of the afternoon we rested and chilled... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Xander&lt;/span&gt; discovered a new way of napping, what a boy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/230699_10150251587745979_576615978_9233473_1115407_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/230699_10150251587745979_576615978_9233473_1115407_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday is our lazy day already, so I baked for my week's orders and the kids hung out. I had 3 cakes this week, all for kid birthdays which is always fun for me. First was a flower pot for my friend Kelly's daughter &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Taeya&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/246783_210224539010003_133987609967030_598301_5978727_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/246783_210224539010003_133987609967030_598301_5978727_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...then a 1st birthday cake with a baby &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;dino&lt;/span&gt; theme. So cute, I really liked this one...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/247150_210458945653229_133987609967030_599675_1784172_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/247150_210458945653229_133987609967030_599675_1784172_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...finally, a cake that was big and colorful - Sesame Street! (Go to my Jaybird Creations website for extra pictures of all 3 characters on this cake)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/228291_210555618976895_133987609967030_600357_4066961_n.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;However by the time I was working on Sesame Street on Saturday my body was starting to feel lousy. Ken was out at an Elder' s retreat most of the day and I had awoken up with a migraine so it was a rough day. I was happy when the cake was finished and more excited with how it had turned out. &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;Now its Sunday again and we all stayed home from church to rest up. I had a rough night with on and off fevers. My stomach has been bugging me and I just needed to rest. Glad its a long weekend and Ken is home tomorrow. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Yay&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This week is a wedding cake week! My good friend Ann from high school is getting married and I get to do her cake, so I am super excited - plus we are attending the wedding so its going to be a blast, just need to get well! I also have a large family photo shoot on Saturday morning so hoping the weather is good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8053280-6931402909143846760?l=thisisthegreatadventure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisthegreatadventure.blogspot.com/feeds/6931402909143846760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8053280&amp;postID=6931402909143846760' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8053280/posts/default/6931402909143846760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8053280/posts/default/6931402909143846760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisisthegreatadventure.blogspot.com/2011/05/sick-bugs.html' title='Sick Bugs'/><author><name>Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14821787656180664339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jt3KBEtelEQ/S0A35ON2WbI/AAAAAAAAHuU/M08Fy3wG27Q/S220/DSC_0220sm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8053280.post-7804475196831648905</id><published>2011-05-15T19:00:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-15T19:14:48.142-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2 Week Review... finally!</title><content type='html'>Its early and everyone is sleeping, thus meaning I can blog in peace, ahhh. Every time I tried to sit down someone needed Mommy and well they take priority. So a few days late but no bigger, here I am to give the run down on the past week events. Last time it was a crazy up dates of cakes, birthday fun and Ariel's pageant stuff. Well its mellower this time, which was nice!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I only had one cake order last week which worked out fine because I had a big graphics job of 3 business cards and a brochure for one of my clients who needed it asap. So I spent lots of time in front of the screen here so any down time I didn't want to be here, haha. The cake I did do was for a birthday party and was a tank. Now I am not a big 'war' person, but its cake so I wasn't going to make a big deal out of it. I did add a peace sign to the back of the tank, haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/227293_206984396000684_133987609967030_580214_1103433_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/227293_206984396000684_133987609967030_580214_1103433_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In my mind the thing shoots rainbows, lol. Can we say too much Care Bears in my lifetime. Maybe it shoots gravy rainbows.... speaking of which, have you seen this!? My kids love this video. We now have the song on our itunes. Whee!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="560" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/d-LKa1Y9_ok" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got to pick up our photo-shoot pictures from Maria last week as well. Here is our new family shot, love it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/228306_10150229185155979_576615978_9083248_3783609_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/228306_10150229185155979_576615978_9083248_3783609_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, I got organized registering Ariel for summer activities, since things fill up fast around here. I am excited she will be in the preschool for Imagine That while we are teaching, that was pretty much a given, but she loves art so it will be great. Also its the first summer she can go to Vacation Bible School! One of the neighboring church's program is fantastic and so I signed her up. I am really excited about it and I know she is going to love it. I also got her in sunfish swimming for late summer since in my personal experience at our pool is don't go in July (everyone goes then) and August is less crazy and honestly the teachers are always better. So we will do other stuff in July and finish up the summer with swimming, sounds good to me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now the big event of the summer in Ariel's eyes is DANCE CAMP! She got the thumbs up from her teacher to join the class which is for 5-7 year olds. She wasn't going to be 5 just yet when the class runs so we weren't sure if it would be a go. Thankfully with her background at the studio her teacher was happy to have her and Ariel's jaw nearly hit the floor when I told her about it. Basically its all day for a week and the girls do ballet, jazz, tap and musical theater with a show at the end of the week. Yay! Should be a blast and I must say I am excited to have a week with Xander.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/223086_10150229185240979_576615978_9083250_1941719_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/223086_10150229185240979_576615978_9083250_1941719_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of my little man, the words keep coming. He really can speak if he chooses to, that is the key, haha. He will play the repeat game with us, something he generally hated before. Now its hilarious. Ariel will play it with him too which is super cute. They really do have a great connection, I love watching them together.  If you give him the phone he will say hi and bye to whoever is calling, and Dad actually thought it was Ariel for a minute. He is dressing himself (with a bit of help) and able to do shirts and coats almost on his own (if they aren't tangled up). He also can get shoes, pants and socks off... something we see a lot of here. He loves being pants-less, haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/230536_10150229185100979_576615978_9083247_3719225_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/230536_10150229185100979_576615978_9083247_3719225_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His swimming class with me is going well. He hates the back float, but its mainly because of his hair and ears. He also is smart enough to know the order of the class and and has figured out when the submerging happens and screams if I count down, lol. I don't push him much, as I want him to love the water, which is evident as he races to the change room every time we come. He also enjoys the lockers... which he has discovered make great hideouts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ariel's class hosted the mom's last week for Mother's day. She was so excited I was there... so giddy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/221866_10150231040270979_576615978_9097903_3930501_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/221866_10150231040270979_576615978_9097903_3930501_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was really sweet, they sang, gave us a bracelet they made, served ice tea and...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/225844_10150231040340979_576615978_9097907_5443523_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/225844_10150231040340979_576615978_9097907_5443523_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... chocolate dipped strawberries, yum!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/229406_10150231040535979_576615978_9097913_4630814_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/229406_10150231040535979_576615978_9097913_4630814_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saturday morning I went and had my massage and oh my goodness it was awesome. They had a special on and I got to upgrade to a 75 minute essentials one with a combo of hands and hot rocks. NICE! So my gift certificate was well spent! The steam room was very therapeutic and much needed for my sore muscles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-------------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Now I started this blog early in the week but Blogger went down for several days so I couldn't finish it, so here is the review for this week now too, haha. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;-------------------------------------------------&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This week was filled with more cake! I had 4 orders between the busy life of Mommy. First up was a 18th birthday cake...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...then a hockey jersey cake for a 30th birthday...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/226812_208170922548698_133987609967030_587635_6515628_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width:400px; height: 268px;" src="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/226812_208170922548698_133987609967030_587635_6515628_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...a huge surf themed cake for a MonaVie party (business)...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/225547_208676535831470_133987609967030_590126_3910229_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/225547_208676535831470_133987609967030_590126_3910229_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... and finally a G-Shock watch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/230575_209073875791736_133987609967030_592366_1654527_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/230575_209073875791736_133987609967030_592366_1654527_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took Ariel and Xander to see the fancy dresses at the grad red carpet walk at the local high school. For my American friends, this is our prom. Lots of Hollywood style dresses this year. Lots of flowing material, beading, and low cut backs. These girls looked like a million bucks! The guys too were flashy in bright colored vests with their tuxes rather than the usual black or silver. So its time for, GRAD DRESS fashion show!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/226536_10150244977435979_576615978_9184040_6694967_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/226536_10150244977435979_576615978_9184040_6694967_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was my fav this year, the color, design and overall look. It is the first dress that comes to mind when I think about this year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HTm53P2tMec/TdBstlEt8lI/AAAAAAAAIyY/T4k2ka5QYEA/s1600/4.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 159px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HTm53P2tMec/TdBstlEt8lI/AAAAAAAAIyY/T4k2ka5QYEA/s400/4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607101066378080850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best footwear tie in goes to this gal for her use of boots with her silver dress, haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GCwI_1_fjPU/TdBsszljRKI/AAAAAAAAIyI/baVquzfgQ2k/s1600/2.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 287px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GCwI_1_fjPU/TdBsszljRKI/AAAAAAAAIyI/baVquzfgQ2k/s400/2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607101053094020258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There wasn't much in the way of poofy dresses, but this one made up for it, hee. Lots of tule... lots.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5ZSDYy0g2OU/TdB9msUrA1I/AAAAAAAAIyw/ry6QN0MforA/s1600/7.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 235px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5ZSDYy0g2OU/TdB9msUrA1I/AAAAAAAAIyw/ry6QN0MforA/s400/7.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607119639762633554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year the retro look was shared by 2 girls... I had to show the whole look so I blurred the faces.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-K7IALGxnSO8/TdB9mUlhC0I/AAAAAAAAIyo/8xryE0sjST4/s1600/6.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 244px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-K7IALGxnSO8/TdB9mUlhC0I/AAAAAAAAIyo/8xryE0sjST4/s400/6.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607119633390832450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dress that will light the way home in the dark!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FUrFPVqH1nI/TdBst6wX4_I/AAAAAAAAIyg/okakBTf0m5Q/s1600/5.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 204px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FUrFPVqH1nI/TdBst6wX4_I/AAAAAAAAIyg/okakBTf0m5Q/s400/5.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607101072198329330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loved the look of this, and this was by far the look of the day. Strapless, flowing, jewels, and very Hollywood looking. Most of the dresses this year were purple, blue, burgundy and green. Very pretty!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fHSw7v5XX2A/TdBssh34GwI/AAAAAAAAIyA/fn3Y_HBH5Do/s1600/1.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 193px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fHSw7v5XX2A/TdBssh34GwI/AAAAAAAAIyA/fn3Y_HBH5Do/s400/1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607101048339045122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In conclusion, this one was the 'gasp' dress of the event... more so because the wind hit at the worst time and she gave a show...er, well she didn't seem phased and was striking a pose regardless. Not my style, but it left people speechless for sure... whether that was good or bad is up to you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QMoVpLHyJtM/TdBstFNJSRI/AAAAAAAAIyQ/YaSJ3T5XSbs/s1600/3.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 182px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QMoVpLHyJtM/TdBstFNJSRI/AAAAAAAAIyQ/YaSJ3T5XSbs/s400/3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607101057823492370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we had our friends over to join us at church and for lunch. Pooja had brought over some Indian outfits for us to borrow for Ann's wedding at the end of the month.... even one for Ken! Yes Ken will be in a snazzy outfit, pictures for sure, the pants are awesome, haha. She brought me a few saris to look through and offered to get me dressed up the morning of the wedding, yay! We just need to get Ariel an outfit as she doesn't want to be left out. Ariel and I also go invited to attend the henna party night a few days before the wedding, so that will be cool!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This week is starting to look rather full, 3 cakes this and lots of appointments for stuff that should keep me hopping. I am going to go cuddle my boy, he might be coming down with something, he isn't himself. Hoping its just teething but I think its a bug. Blah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/227476_10150244982025979_576615978_9184057_5124405_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/227476_10150244982025979_576615978_9184057_5124405_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&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/8053280-7804475196831648905?l=thisisthegreatadventure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisthegreatadventure.blogspot.com/feeds/7804475196831648905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8053280&amp;postID=7804475196831648905' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8053280/posts/default/7804475196831648905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8053280/posts/default/7804475196831648905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisisthegreatadventure.blogspot.com/2011/05/2-week-review-finally.html' title='2 Week Review... finally!'/><author><name>Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14821787656180664339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jt3KBEtelEQ/S0A35ON2WbI/AAAAAAAAHuU/M08Fy3wG27Q/S220/DSC_0220sm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/d-LKa1Y9_ok/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8053280.post-8836367811937483253</id><published>2011-05-02T19:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-02T21:17:54.862-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthdays, Cakes and Crowns</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; "&gt;‎&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I mourn the loss of thousands of precious lives, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;but I will not rejoice in the death of one, not even an enemy. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;Returning hate for hate multiplies hate, &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;adding deeper darkness to a night already devoid of stars. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;Darkness cannot drive out darkness: only light can do that. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;Hate cannot drive out hate: only love can do that." &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;Martin Luther King Jr.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "&gt;My friend posted this on facebook and I think it sums up perfectly how I am feeling about the events that went down late last night. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, its been another week since I was here blogging, haha. As you may remember I was going into the wacky week of 5 orders!!!!! Haha, am I alive? Yes, and I think I am finally caught up on my sleep. Everything went smoothly and every single order was a success and a hit! Woot!!! Makes me feel extremely happy and pleased with my work. So without further ado, check out a look at what kept me busy this week... first up grad cupcakes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/227623_205114359521021_133987609967030_569550_4113464_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/227623_205114359521021_133987609967030_569550_4113464_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... scuba diving grooms cake....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/218063_205350569497400_133987609967030_570770_4509287_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/218063_205350569497400_133987609967030_570770_4509287_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Shark coming out the other side of it, hee!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/230612_205350539497403_133987609967030_570768_7409663_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/230612_205350539497403_133987609967030_570768_7409663_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...bridal shower cake...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/229020_205350522830738_133987609967030_570767_4542428_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/229020_205350522830738_133987609967030_570767_4542428_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Rapunzel birthday cake...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/229010_205657842800006_133987609967030_572022_1099249_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/229010_205657842800006_133987609967030_572022_1099249_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and finally an 80th birthday cake with hand painted edible portrait.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/223383_205749042790886_133987609967030_572550_7218822_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/223383_205749042790886_133987609967030_572550_7218822_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides cake I had a painting job of doing Peanuts themed shirts for a dance teacher at the studio where Kara works! Super cute and pleased with how they turned out. This week is light... one cake, and I am thankful! I need a break before getting into some big orders coming up this month! Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/227713_10150223771455979_576615978_9023277_1068549_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 207px;" src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/227713_10150223771455979_576615978_9023277_1068549_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I managed to capture some pictures of Ariel at her gymnastics class this past week. Xander was in a better mode and made friends with someone with an iphone who let him play games on it. Lucky boy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/226340_10150224277980979_576615978_9031381_7833172_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/226340_10150224277980979_576615978_9031381_7833172_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Way to go Ariel!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/228575_10150224278010979_576615978_9031382_600475_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/228575_10150224278010979_576615978_9031382_600475_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday morning I was up early... there was a wedding, and I wasn't going to miss it! Thursday night I stayed up working on cakes as at midnight the coverage started from England of William and Kate's wedding. Eek! I loved every minute of it and pray they have a happy life together. The hats were hilarious, the dress beautiful and the fun of online friends chatting about it was a blast! I hope Harry gets married soon, haha. I did get about a few hours sleep as I had to get Ariel to school and Xander to sportsball. I sorta shuffled through the day as you can imagine, but I wouldn't have traded it for anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday rolled around and it was Ariel's pageant day. Needless to say we were a tad disorganized due to my heavy workload during the week but we got out the door, cakes dropped off and Xander to the babysitters. We arrived early at the venue because I remembered last time the limited parking. Ariel was hungry and so we hit Subway to get her a sandwich before her big afternoon. She loves this whole thing, and this time had a huge learning moment in recovery. Each girl got to go out 3 times, upon her first time out she was listening to the announcer talk about her and it looked like she froze. She still managed to get through but came off stage into my arms with tears in her eyes. 'I forgot what I wanted to do!' she cried. Of course I told her not to worry and she did fine and had 2 more times out on stage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next time she ROCKED it! In her cute poodle skirt outfit and a mini version of the hand jive I taught her (yeah Grease!), she ended up winning a sash for best overall fashion because of this. Had to include the video, too cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.onetruemedia.com/share_view_player?p=de7b5449584e5c9790e5de" quality="high" scale="noscale" width="408" height="382" wmode="transparent" name="FLVPlayer" salign="LT" flashvars="&amp;amp;p=de7b5449584e5c9790e5de&amp;amp;skin_id=701&amp;amp;host=http://www.onetruemedia.com" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="margin:0px;font:12px/13px verdana,arial,sans-serif;line-height:20px;padding-bottom:15px;width:408px;text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.onetruemedia.com/landing?&amp;amp;utm_source=emplay&amp;amp;utm_medium=txt1" target="_blank" style="text-decoration:none;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Make an on-line slide show at &lt;span style="text-decoration:underline;"&gt;www.OneTrueMedia.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Next one in her fancy dress she did well too. It was then time to play with the girls while waiting for crowning. Ariel looks forward to seeing the girls and they have a great time playing and giggling. Too cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crowing came and she got her fashion sash and royalty crown, treat bag, balloon and flower. They even gave out picture frames with the event printed on them, which is super cute! Oh and each girl got a charm bracelet too! Every pageant they attend they will get a new charm, and an extra charm if they get a high title.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/222820_10150227660145979_576615978_9063065_1853970_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/222820_10150227660145979_576615978_9063065_1853970_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We watched the other girls get crowned and then came the big supreme awards. Ariel was already thrilled with her little tiara and sash that she was up front with the girls eating candy from her treat bag. We all then were surprised with what happened next... Ariel got called for Novice Supreme! A new award added for a girl who had taken part in previous pageants but never won a supreme title. Ariel realized what happened and fell of the chair she was on in surprise. She ran up with lollipop still in hand. It was so cute to see her excited and proud of herself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/218006_10150227660280979_576615978_9063068_3979120_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 298px; height: 400px;" src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/218006_10150227660280979_576615978_9063068_3979120_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterwards Ken dropped me at Kara's place and went home with Ariel to get Xander. Kara and I hit the Cactus Club for dinner for my birthday, yay! I had yummy butternut squash ravioli, ohhh so good! I wish I had my camera, it was so pretty too. Haha. Kara dropped me off where I spent the remainder of the evening working on my final cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next morning I slept in until Ariel and Ken came in with a tray with pancakes, eggs and a cute little rose. Happy Birthday to me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CTOfxxpVsks/Tb9paTJf7cI/AAAAAAAAIx4/g_ISs7qUO0w/s1600/DSC_5474.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CTOfxxpVsks/Tb9paTJf7cI/AAAAAAAAIx4/g_ISs7qUO0w/s400/DSC_5474.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602312362009816514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ariel drew a cute card with a cake on it... which the words 'we drew a cake' on it as well. Haha. When we got to church Stella had a cute gift of a needle holder she made me... a Monty Mushroom Chicken burger! (complete with mushroom fabric inside. I LOVE it!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Qb6UrX9kiwk/Tb9pZ8p8ZHI/AAAAAAAAIxo/fq5B6KR95Yc/s1600/DSC_5466.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Qb6UrX9kiwk/Tb9pZ8p8ZHI/AAAAAAAAIxo/fq5B6KR95Yc/s400/DSC_5466.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602312355971884146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; "&gt;Ten Thousand Villages was at our church and I got this for Xander, he loves it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wK8-JWE4pe8/Tb9pZcSdQvI/AAAAAAAAIxg/yoKiGf9H7ms/s1600/DSC_5464.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wK8-JWE4pe8/Tb9pZcSdQvI/AAAAAAAAIxg/yoKiGf9H7ms/s400/DSC_5464.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602312347283440370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; "&gt;I got this for myself, squeal!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VV4F75HewP4/Tb9paD2Ll4I/AAAAAAAAIxw/w-UOYSy9BGg/s1600/DSC_5475.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VV4F75HewP4/Tb9paD2Ll4I/AAAAAAAAIxw/w-UOYSy9BGg/s400/DSC_5475.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602312357902260098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had my cake early at Dad and Rita's because baby Henry likes to crash early in the evening. My kids came running to sit with me to blow out the candles on the cake my Dad made me (yes I didn't have to make my own cake, haha). This is one of my favorite memories of the day. I love my sweet babies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/222476_10150228867090979_576615978_9078806_7555679_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/222476_10150228867090979_576615978_9078806_7555679_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it was off to dinner at the Boot and Xander was just a hoot. He was in such a good mood (surprising since he skipped his nap) and was laughing and chatty. Ariel at one point went and sat with 2 fellows at the next table, and told them I was turning 32. LOL. Ken went and chatted with them, and they got quite a kick out of our silly girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning we were up and out in the rain to go vote, with both kids in tow. Whee. Then I got Ken dropped to catch his bus and Ariel to school while Xander and I hit the pool. It was nice to come home and not have anything to do. Ahhh. So we cleaned and tidied up which felt really good. Well I need to get my kids bathed and in bed. I have some sketching to do tonight of some orders I just got placed today... 3 to be exact! Gotta love the cake business, always something to celebrate!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/8053280-8836367811937483253?l=thisisthegreatadventure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisthegreatadventure.blogspot.com/feeds/8836367811937483253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8053280&amp;postID=8836367811937483253' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8053280/posts/default/8836367811937483253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8053280/posts/default/8836367811937483253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisisthegreatadventure.blogspot.com/2011/05/birthdays-cakes-and-crowns.html' title='Birthdays, Cakes and Crowns'/><author><name>Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14821787656180664339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jt3KBEtelEQ/S0A35ON2WbI/AAAAAAAAHuU/M08Fy3wG27Q/S220/DSC_0220sm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CTOfxxpVsks/Tb9paTJf7cI/AAAAAAAAIx4/g_ISs7qUO0w/s72-c/DSC_5474.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8053280.post-8210665446913383808</id><published>2011-04-25T20:36:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-25T21:36:43.855-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Easter</title><content type='html'>Well I promised to share the picture I took of the kids for our card this year yesterday and I forgot, oops. So here it is today! Easter Monday, so its still within the right time, haha. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/221715_10150221471610979_576615978_8991160_2398738_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/221715_10150221471610979_576615978_8991160_2398738_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a fun and busy weekend filled with church, family, friends and candy! On the Good Friday we went to the service at church which was powerful and always reflective. Ken as an new Elder got to serve his first communion which was special as well. Ariel was excited because her friend from school was visiting our church so she sat with him. I didn't think we had entered that phase yet but more and more she wants to sit with her friends at church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterwards we had brunch at Dad and Rita's with Mike, Jo and Henry. It was a nice quiet morning and we had a nice walk to see the ducks with the kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was around the afternoon that Ariel went down with some sort of stomach flu bug. She threw up twice before sleeping the afternoon away on the couch. Lets just say cotton candy ice cream is gross... but even worse when its barfed up... sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/223139_10150220295460979_576615978_8977474_7759739_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/223139_10150220295460979_576615978_8977474_7759739_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Saturday morning she woke up perky and wanted to eat some toast but threw that up too. In that time I had an order of 30 hockey puck mini cakes getting picked up and was frazzled. Sadly it was my first ever 'complaint'. When in business it happens and up till now I have had a smooth run so it was time to experience a bump. She said they were dry and crumbly when she got them home, so not sure if it was the size of them, or the fondant sucking out moisture or what but I gave her a refund. Better to suck it up and learn for next time. Frankly I felt odd about the whole order, but then its hockey related so I think anything related to that is evil, haha. She was very nice about the whole thing and all in all, I feel ok. Of course the day of I was sad more so because I felt bad about her party they were for. She did say she call on me again so that was nice. Cake is a fussy thing and you never know what could happen. Back in the saddle I go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went out to Costco that morning to get toilet paper and some supplies for my orders this week... speaking of which I have 5! Yes everything from grad, wedding, birthdays and a bridal shower! I have a tight schedule this week but I am ready, so lets get baking!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday was Easter and everyone was better, tired but at least no more puking. We had invited friends but cancelled when Ariel got sick since we just didn't want to chance it. We went to church and enjoyed the uplifting service. Lots of flowers and of course our traditional decorating the cross. Love this!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/224259_10150221770835979_576615978_8996404_2226235_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/224259_10150221770835979_576615978_8996404_2226235_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also did our 'Easter Bunny' fun with the kids having some baskets of goodies for them. I never get much in the way of candy, Dad and Rita got the kids each a chocolate bunny to stick in the basket. Instead I got Ariel a new dress up Disney Princess gown I got at the consignment store ($10 score!) and strawberry shortcake doll.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/216092_10150221520260979_576615978_8992138_2030489_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/216092_10150221520260979_576615978_8992138_2030489_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xander got some new hot wheel cars that he was thrilled with! Also a sandwich cutter set to make them into cars, planes and trains, too cute!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/216154_10150221520215979_576615978_8992137_584112_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/216154_10150221520215979_576615978_8992137_584112_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a quick lunch we headed out in the light rain to the park for the town's egg hunt and meeting the Easter Bunny. Ken found out the guy in the bunny suit was a pastor from a local church, so that was funny. He was very kind with the kids and a photographer from the paper happened to get a cute shot of them, so they might be in the paper, we will see. But this is the shot he pretty much got as he was right beside me at the time. Too cute!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/218127_10150221770935979_576615978_8996405_1591772_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 302px; height: 430px;" src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/218127_10150221770935979_576615978_8996405_1591772_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came home and got a call from Brenda if we wanted to join them for dinner and an egg hunt, well with nothing exciting planned with family we jumped at it and headed over. The kids had a hoot hunting eggs and got giant kinder eggs! Lucky ducks!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/217319_10150222136895979_576615978_9001582_1822505_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/217319_10150222136895979_576615978_9001582_1822505_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xander was more interested with the soccer ball and was a muddy mess at the door when ready to come in. Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/223119_10150222136955979_576615978_9001583_2703417_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/223119_10150222136955979_576615978_9001583_2703417_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While others watched the hockey game we chatted and then had a lovely lamb dinner. Woot! I found out about a local church's VBS program that Ariel would be old enough to attend this summer so I will be looking into that for her. Also hoping to find out if she can go to dance camp, its for 5 year olds and she turns 5 within a few weeks of the camp so fingers crossed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I have a pile of stuff to do so Jay over and out!&lt;br /&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/8053280-8210665446913383808?l=thisisthegreatadventure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisthegreatadventure.blogspot.com/feeds/8210665446913383808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8053280&amp;postID=8210665446913383808' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8053280/posts/default/8210665446913383808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8053280/posts/default/8210665446913383808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisisthegreatadventure.blogspot.com/2011/04/happy-easter.html' title='Happy Easter'/><author><name>Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14821787656180664339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jt3KBEtelEQ/S0A35ON2WbI/AAAAAAAAHuU/M08Fy3wG27Q/S220/DSC_0220sm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8053280.post-4796667932527122001</id><published>2011-04-20T17:24:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-22T20:01:59.176-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Post!</title><content type='html'>Its midweek, er less than that I guess since its a short week. I keep having to remind myself its Easter this weekend. Being burried in work does make the days fly by. This week I have a light load, 30 hockey puck mini cakes, so I am enjoying a tad bit of down time before next week... the week of 5 orders! Gack, but more on that later, for now I am on a happy cloud of not thinking about it right now, except the huge supply list I wrote out today in preparation, haha. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today I walked Ariel to school and got her pictures paid for. They are very cute, kinda silly pose but oh well, its better than nothing right? I am curious what book she has open, haha.  Her whole class photo is really nice too, almost every kid is happy which is an accomplishment to the photographer! Not an easy task. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/216111_10150218079900979_576615978_8959321_5605034_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 290px; height: 400px;" src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/216111_10150218079900979_576615978_8959321_5605034_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had hoped to get my groceries and banking done but soon realized my wallet was in the diaper bag at home so we came home and I baked and then left to pick Ariel up an hour early so I could get my chores done.  Ariel had some fun surprises to share when I got her. They had decorated eggs and made little bunny holders to keep them safe. They also made rice krispie treat nests with candy eggs in them. So sweet.... and yummy too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/205157_10150218422810979_576615978_8961797_6143983_n.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We came home and quickly changed the kids into their easter outfits to get a quick picture for a card. Nothing like leaving it to the last minute eh? Thankfully we got an ok shot, especially with Xander pretty much ready for a nap at that point. Gack! I bribed him with marshmallows, haha. Come back on Sunday to see the final shot. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday Ariel started her gymnastics class at the new facility that just opened in town. Its gorgeous and HUGE! Ariel was so giddy waiting till it was time to go it nearly drove me nuts. She had a fantastic time and it was a nice long class. I didn't get any pictures unfortunately because my dear son was having a huge meltdown that he didn't get to go too. I guess I will need to look into the mommy and me class. Ariel came out wearing a special t-shirt they got the kids to commemorate the opening of the new building, so that was cool. She was all smiles and talked all afternoon about her class. Will take some pictures next week to share... if Xander is happier that is, ha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/205695_10150218422875979_576615978_8961799_3421208_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/205695_10150218422875979_576615978_8961799_3421208_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ballet is also the same day as gymnastics in the morning and they are doing a dance this time to a song called 'Here comes trouble'... such a good pick eh? You would think double activities would maybe tire her out a bit... not so much. Mommy however was eager for bedtime, hee. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tonight I am in mid-paska production. I have the dough rising at the moment, better late than never and it will be ready for our family brunch on Good Friday and Easter Sunday.  Yum! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8053280-4796667932527122001?l=thisisthegreatadventure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisthegreatadventure.blogspot.com/feeds/4796667932527122001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8053280&amp;postID=4796667932527122001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8053280/posts/default/4796667932527122001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8053280/posts/default/4796667932527122001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisisthegreatadventure.blogspot.com/2011/04/happy-post.html' title='Happy Post!'/><author><name>Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14821787656180664339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jt3KBEtelEQ/S0A35ON2WbI/AAAAAAAAHuU/M08Fy3wG27Q/S220/DSC_0220sm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8053280.post-8453130155262856503</id><published>2011-04-18T20:51:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-18T21:52:41.338-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Swallowed by Work!</title><content type='html'>Tonight I finished a HUGE project... we are just waiting to upload it to the printers. Oh gosh I am glad this is done, its been time consuming and detail orientated. I got had to be the point person dealing with all the businesses that had offers in this book when it came to editing their pages. It was an 'interesting' process to say the least. Some were so picky about the strangest things, others very laid back. Either way, I am eager for a break from this before we start the next one, especially with so much I have coming up... can we say 5 orders for cake stuff next week! Wow!!!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;During the craziness of finishing this book, I had 2 pretty major cake orders, one which included 70 cookies! First off was a monkey baby shower cake based on the 'Paul Frank monkey'. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/215236_202093236489800_133987609967030_551950_3259762_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/215236_202093236489800_133987609967030_551950_3259762_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then one I loved doing, WALL-E! If you remember I had a wall-e cake for my 30th birthday, but honestly it was pretty lame, lets just say the grocery store we got it from was really sloppy and its was not that 'pretty'. So this was in a way made up for it, even though it wasn't for me, it was for a gal I went to high school with and that just makes me smile that another grown up is into cartoons. Yay!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/217689_202178286481295_133987609967030_552294_7981168_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/217689_202178286481295_133987609967030_552294_7981168_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mid-week I got to play 'adopted-Aunt' for a morning at Brenda kid's school for grandparent day. Their grandparents are not able to attend at the yearly event and they asked if I would come and be their special friend! Well, how could I not!!! It was so much fun and the kids showed me all their projects and classrooms. So much fun and I was honored they asked me. Awww.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ken has been a huge help this past week with the kids with my many projects on the go. He has been enjoying his free evenings again and has been catching up on movies. He made sure to get ones I didn't want to watch haha, makes it easier to stay on task if its something gross I don't want to watch. We did watch 'Girl with the pearl earring' on the weekend though, which was good. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last Sunday we had our AGM and Ken was affirmed as an elder! Its a huge commitment for our family, but we feel strongly its important and we are all on board with it. He is off at his first board meeting and of course the kids miss him, but Ariel was pretty pre-occupied with excitement as her gymnastics start tomorrow. Haha. She is bouncing around saying I have ballet in the morning and gymnastics in the afternoon! Not to mention she has a fitting with Stella for her flower girl dress. Time to measure her in preparation for sewing it, only 3 months left till the wedding! Wow!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saturday morning we had our family pictures done with Maria for her annual Mother's Day event. It went pretty well, Xander decided to pop out 2 teeth the night before and had little sleep making him somewhat of a grump. He wasn't interested in having his picture with Ariel, lol. He kept pushing her. Its amazing we got a family shot! Haha. Oh well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Another big event was the opening registration for Imagine That! We are moving right along and had a nice strong opening. Looking forward to the summer... really not that far away. If you are interested in the camp, there are still spots available!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well I hope to make some paska this week... hmm paska! I can't believe its Easter this weekend! We have Ken's co-worker and his wife coming and joining us at church and lunch. They are an Indian couple so this is new experience for them, so that will be fun. Trying to decide what to make for lunch... hmm. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll leave you with Xander excited about his popcorn... yeah, he is awesome! Oh we get Ariel's school pictures this week, they are cute, will share on Wednesday! Maybe I'll have our family picture proofs to share then too. Sorry this blog was kinda boring... I promise Easter fun next time! Yay!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/207496_10150216847985979_576615978_8949437_6410130_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/207496_10150216847985979_576615978_8949437_6410130_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&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/8053280-8453130155262856503?l=thisisthegreatadventure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisthegreatadventure.blogspot.com/feeds/8453130155262856503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8053280&amp;postID=8453130155262856503' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8053280/posts/default/8453130155262856503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8053280/posts/default/8453130155262856503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisisthegreatadventure.blogspot.com/2011/04/swallowed-by-work.html' title='Swallowed by Work!'/><author><name>Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14821787656180664339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jt3KBEtelEQ/S0A35ON2WbI/AAAAAAAAHuU/M08Fy3wG27Q/S220/DSC_0220sm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8053280.post-7067479642991006530</id><published>2011-04-09T20:57:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-09T23:03:21.203-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sniffle Snort</title><content type='html'>I am sitting here, somewhat resting, but at home none the less. I was to be out tonight at the concert happening that is donating proceeds to our Imagine That Summer Arts camp but on Friday night I came down with a cold and wanted to lie low so I could get rid of it. Thankfully my throat is much better after one rough night, so maybe its allergies? Either way, I was miserable and cranky, haha. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The past week has been a blur for me. So much going on and yet so much more coming. Gack! When we last left off we were on a sad note of remembering my Mom. So I will keep things upbeat this time. On the Saturday night Dad and Rita treated us to a fantastic buffet dinner and Opera night at the Pan Pacific. Dad really wanted Ariel to come along too because he knew she would love the music... and the food. So we got all dressed up and headed out, leaving Xander with Stella for the evening.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/199407_10150201514575979_576615978_8816044_32745_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/199407_10150201514575979_576615978_8816044_32745_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my goodness, it was as wonderful as I remember... I had come once before YEARS ago with friends for a Christmas buffet. Ariel kept exclaiming, '&lt;i&gt;I get to eat 5 times!'&lt;/i&gt; to everyone who was in ear shot. Her favorite was the pasta station, creating an interesting combo of chicken and ham with artichokes.... and yes she did eat most of it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/208712_10150201514415979_576615978_8816036_6545694_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/208712_10150201514415979_576615978_8816036_6545694_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The desserts were to die for, although poor Ariel somehow got one laced with alcohol. Oops! She made a face and went on eating everything else.  She LOVED the opera singers, believing the lady in the poofy dress was a princess.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/200682_10150201514625979_576615978_8816045_6686080_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/200682_10150201514625979_576615978_8816045_6686080_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At times we caught Ariel 'singing' along. When Rita left with Ariel after our meal she curtsied when thanking them, much to the singers amusement. We left with 'fat tummies' and a special memory, thanks again Dad and Rita.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/205023_10150201514685979_576615978_8816046_5277323_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/205023_10150201514685979_576615978_8816046_5277323_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday came and Ariel was back at school after spring break. It was nice to see everyone again and princess was glad to back! During school I took Xander to our swim class and had the fun surprise of finding out cousin Henry is in our group too. Will be nice to see him and Jo regularly, yay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I spent the rest of the day finishing up the Imagine That brochure and posters as they had to be in for printing. A tad stressful trying to make sure it was all together, but Brenda and I got it all done and in, woot! I also got our Easter stuff up, much to the kid's delight. Our favorite stick is back as the tree, haha. Tried a new look this year, and I love it. Less is more these days. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OZob5qgics8/TaFFCYZDbBI/AAAAAAAAIww/UsauQXoV3so/s1600/DSC_5010.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OZob5qgics8/TaFFCYZDbBI/AAAAAAAAIww/UsauQXoV3so/s400/DSC_5010.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593828119380454418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday ballet started up for our last set before summer, hard to believe! Ariel was VERY excited for this class to be going again, she missed dance a lot! Later that day I got a call with some good news. We are getting a gymnastics building by our local pool that will be opening later this month. I had picked up a brochure and saw a great class that was a combo of gymnastics and dance. When I went to register Ariel, since it would be a great filler for dance when it ends, but it was wait-listed. So I took a chance and added our name and suprise, we got in! Yay! Ariel's face when I told her was so priceless, her jaw dropped... &lt;i&gt;I get to go to gymnastics? Its not just a birthday party?&lt;/i&gt; Haha, too funny!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wednesday is when things got crazy. I have been working on this tourism book and we are in crunch time. Lots of emails, changes, and work. I love it but its tricky with the kids. Thankfully they were so accommodating to wacky mommy's workload. However when Mommy is busy things do happen that I don't notice. Needless to say one of our wii remotes is toast, thankfully under warranty so off to the repair shop it goes. It was possessed and started shaking on its own... creepy! Not sure which one did it, I think they both kids had a role...and I think water might have played a part too. Speaking of trouble, Xander's new 'thing' is taking off his pants and eating on the coffee table... yep, he is crazy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-a9jEu0xdrT8/TaFFCqhtYHI/AAAAAAAAIw4/g5wmOTo7wVk/s1600/DSC_5011.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&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/-a9jEu0xdrT8/TaFFCqhtYHI/AAAAAAAAIw4/g5wmOTo7wVk/s400/DSC_5011.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593828124248596594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That night I got my hair done, back to my dark locks. Love it and I think I will be keeping this for a long time, woot!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/216080_10150205720135979_576615978_8849057_6036677_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/216080_10150205720135979_576615978_8849057_6036677_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday we had our friend's boyfriend Jug come by with daughter Kaelyn for a playdate. Jug was needing to borrow our computer with my design software to finish a project to help with his portfolio so we were happy to help. In return he took us for lunch, yum! The kids had fun playing... eventually. Ariel was a crank that morning and after a few timeouts we got a pleasant girl. The big Ariel line of the day was following Xander doing something naughty. She turned to me and said, &lt;i&gt;'look what your son did!' &lt;/i&gt;Classic!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Friday was more school, more work and lots of sun! I got a visit with Stella which was nice since I hadn't seen her in felt like ages. I also spent time sketching out a picture for a commission I got. A friend from high school emailed me saying his mom had passed away from cancer and he wanted a painting of her and the family dog. I am nearly done painting it... maybe a few more touch ups and its good to go. I was honored he asked me, but its still heartbreaking knowing I have another friend who has lost a mom too. Sucks!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cQ7ZxXjHlQk/TaFFDL9svBI/AAAAAAAAIxA/YEIz06bmpWA/s1600/DSC_5024.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cQ7ZxXjHlQk/TaFFDL9svBI/AAAAAAAAIxA/YEIz06bmpWA/s400/DSC_5024.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593828133224365074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That leads us to now, and a day of sniffles and editing. Tomorrow is our church AGM and Ken should be (if all goes as planned) affirmed as Elder of evangelism in our congregation. Will keep you posted how it goes, but I am so proud of him! Speaking of Ken, he got to speak at ACTS Seminary at their chapel service and is now being approached about developing a course possibly for next year on faith and film. He was so excited so I hope it comes together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok... time to pack it in for the night... zzzzz. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8053280-7067479642991006530?l=thisisthegreatadventure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisthegreatadventure.blogspot.com/feeds/7067479642991006530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8053280&amp;postID=7067479642991006530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8053280/posts/default/7067479642991006530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8053280/posts/default/7067479642991006530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisisthegreatadventure.blogspot.com/2011/04/sniffle-snort.html' title='Sniffle Snort'/><author><name>Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14821787656180664339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jt3KBEtelEQ/S0A35ON2WbI/AAAAAAAAHuU/M08Fy3wG27Q/S220/DSC_0220sm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OZob5qgics8/TaFFCYZDbBI/AAAAAAAAIww/UsauQXoV3so/s72-c/DSC_5010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8053280.post-3914118325268383732</id><published>2011-04-01T08:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-01T08:01:00.183-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mother to Mother</title><content type='html'>As I grow into my role as a mom I am often reflecting on what my own mom might have said to me. When Ariel does something naughty, would she laugh and say '&lt;i&gt;payback&lt;/i&gt;!' When Xander smiles his coy grin, would she hug him and say '&lt;i&gt;I see you in that look&lt;/i&gt;'. When Ken and I celebrate our 10th anniversary this summer would she smile and say '&lt;i&gt;I knew the moment I saw him he was the man you would marry&lt;/i&gt;.' Honestly, I just wish sometimes I would hear something rather than the empty silence that follows my thoughts.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-snc1/v2619/91/111/576615978/n576615978_2769725_6763104.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-snc1/v2619/91/111/576615978/n576615978_2769725_6763104.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;11 years seems like forever, and yet its truly only a small fragment of time. Moments fleeting and changing as the world around us moves on. My heart still aches for a person that can't be replaced. Daughters need their mothers... and this scared child is still looking for her hand in the night. When I watch my children sleep my greatest fear is not being there for them one day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am jealous of those with a mom... those that can call or stop in for visits at any time. Those moms that come help with a newborn baby, that give advice no matter if you asked for it or not and that prepare you for what is ahead that you don't see coming. I have lots of friends in my life who are walking the same road as me... I am blessed to have them and as much as they say 'I am helping them,' they are really helping me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My mom struggled for many years with health issues. It was hard to understand, watch and help. I remember when my mom got her scooter. It was a life changing moment for her and for us. We had to learn to pack it into the car, those batteries were a workout for sure. I never did understand how much it changed her until I got to see this article. When Pastor Dave was packing up his office he came across it and gave me a copy to have. I vaguely remember this and I am happy to have it. I felt the timing couldn't be more perfect as its the time when I think the most about her and yet I feel like it gave me a lot to think about as a mom and caring for my family.... and the day when I can't do that anymore. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Road of Life - 'From my scooter'&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;By Vickie Worth&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Come along with me as I motor along in my new life aboard my scooter! Christ has revealed many truths as I follow his map for my life.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;My life has always been one of organization, involvement, strength and the desire to care for others through Christ's love. There wasn't a challenge too hard or a job too big that I didn't feel I could take on. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;One day two years ago, I became ill and I didn't get better. I felt as if my life had ended. No more running from job to job; I was bedridden. Unable to care for others, I felt so useless and empty.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Lord came alongside and cared for me and told me 'It's time to be still.' 'But, I want to be well Lord, I have much to do.' He patiently reminded me there was much to learn. 'Learn?' I said. 'Yes, about yourself!' 'I will be fine if you just get me out of this bed so I can start caring for others again.' 'Vickie, today is the beginning of a new life for you, it will be painful but I am right here beside you.' 'Lord, I liked my life the way it was.' 'Sometimes, we don't get to choose, are you willing to trust me?' 'Yes Lord.'&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;'First, we will start with the anger in your heart. Aren't you running from your disability from the polio? You know, you don't always have to be strong for everyone, start treating yourself with some care and love.' 'Lord, thank you for helping me face those truths.' 'I want you to relax in my arms so I can heal that anger.' 'Thank you for the peace you give me Lord.'&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;'Next,  how about your pride? Let others car for you as you have cared for them.' 'Lord, that's too painful and emotional to let people come so close right now when I'm not in control.' 'Yes, but you're not in control - I am, so let me bring those who need to draw near.'&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;'Lord, sometimes I get so tired of having to ask for help, even to go outside or to go shopping?' 'Well, why don't you get a scooter?' 'Those are for people who need them and are disabled.' 'A little denial perhaps or pride?'&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;'Would you look at me Lord, I'm free. Such fun and such a view as I motor along and see your creations all around me. The fresh air feels so good, I feel good and for the first time, I feel me!'&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;'Thank you Lord for my new life. I don't know what tomorrow will bring but I'm trusting you. Oh, by the way, watch your toes, this thing really moves!'&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ds86SkFx7Sc/TZVyFT-T2OI/AAAAAAAAIv4/Wz_Pn21VVSQ/s1600/m.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 391px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ds86SkFx7Sc/TZVyFT-T2OI/AAAAAAAAIv4/Wz_Pn21VVSQ/s400/m.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590499948036872418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;'Me, mom and the famous scooter'&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it was a gift to have that... I will put it with the few things I hold on to now that were pieces of her. As Ariel grows each year she is asking more and more about the wonderful woman she never met... or has she? Ariel is CONVINCED she met her... to the point where she was crying that I didn't believe her. I kept saying, 'do you mean Nana?' 'No no no...don't you remember mommy, Grandma Vickie loved me and I loved her... I miss her.' I couldn't say more after that, if she truly believed that they met, then I believe it too. Who am I to say... I remember my dream of Nana holding Xander before he was born, so perhaps my Mom and Ariel had a moment like that too... either way, I hope it stays with her...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Together as a family we all journeyed to deliver her annual white roses. Xander raced along the path with his gift... I see her in his eyes. I am so thankful for my sweet boy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-K2uiPceBxQE/TZVyF-ybxLI/AAAAAAAAIwI/huA0p_lUxWc/s1600/DSC_4393.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-K2uiPceBxQE/TZVyF-ybxLI/AAAAAAAAIwI/huA0p_lUxWc/s400/DSC_4393.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590499959529784498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ariel drew a card for her, of course with the famous eagle...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1YpL3bMqnkw/TZVyGaWVxAI/AAAAAAAAIwY/qaeCT8vVcxU/s1600/DSC_4398.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1YpL3bMqnkw/TZVyGaWVxAI/AAAAAAAAIwY/qaeCT8vVcxU/s400/DSC_4398.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590499966928143362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and a picture of Grandma Vickie with a rainbow. 'God's promise' Ariel is always quick to tell me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kTUP_o1crWw/TZVyGIhGgwI/AAAAAAAAIwQ/OQsBu2ski3A/s1600/DSC_4399.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kTUP_o1crWw/TZVyGIhGgwI/AAAAAAAAIwQ/OQsBu2ski3A/s400/DSC_4399.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590499962141442818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess who was also hanging around as usual... the eagle himself. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4tBFJAC_c_k/TZV2OUuzR5I/AAAAAAAAIwg/T62Cx2AqeOU/s1600/DSC_4414.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4tBFJAC_c_k/TZV2OUuzR5I/AAAAAAAAIwg/T62Cx2AqeOU/s400/DSC_4414.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590504500905592722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In closing I wanted to share this picture... it is why the white roses are so much a part of who she was. Her wedding bouquet was to be of full white roses, but sadly they were tightly closed and sorta green. Auntie Fran worked hard to make them open up and they did look better than they did, but it began the on going joke of getting her some for her birthday that were always full and white.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-p1ONPNy7GSQ/TZVyFhc0OmI/AAAAAAAAIwA/pJzBEEs6kJQ/s1600/m2.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 364px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-p1ONPNy7GSQ/TZVyFhc0OmI/AAAAAAAAIwA/pJzBEEs6kJQ/s400/m2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590499951654484578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the kids and I stopped into a floral shop to pick out our roses, I let Ariel pick them out. The fellow brought out a bunch of tight closed roses that had a green hint to them and some beautiful full ones that were bright white... she chose the 'slightly green ones'... I think my Mom would have laughed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love you Mom... always,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jay&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/8053280-3914118325268383732?l=thisisthegreatadventure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisthegreatadventure.blogspot.com/feeds/3914118325268383732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8053280&amp;postID=3914118325268383732' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8053280/posts/default/3914118325268383732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8053280/posts/default/3914118325268383732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisisthegreatadventure.blogspot.com/2011/04/mother-to-mother.html' title='Mother to Mother'/><author><name>Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14821787656180664339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jt3KBEtelEQ/S0A35ON2WbI/AAAAAAAAHuU/M08Fy3wG27Q/S220/DSC_0220sm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ds86SkFx7Sc/TZVyFT-T2OI/AAAAAAAAIv4/Wz_Pn21VVSQ/s72-c/m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8053280.post-5604971744845188418</id><published>2011-04-01T00:06:00.008-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-01T07:47:40.101-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ultimate Blog Party 2011!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.5minutesformom.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/03/ubp-2011_558x150.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 558px; height: 150px;" src="http://www.5minutesformom.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/03/ubp-2011_558x150.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome here happy party bloggers! My name is Jay and welcome to my family blog, 'This is the Great Adventure.' My blog is a mix of stories about parenting, creativity and faith. So without further ado, lets meet the cast of characters!&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/149266_491781050978_576615978_7575805_3939928_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 280px; height: 400px;" src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/149266_491781050978_576615978_7575805_3939928_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My world consists of my wonderful husband Ken. He is an animator, author and drinker of coffee. He is always surprising me with his many talents, and I am in awe of his love for us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/57933_468769427558_585667558_6971542_4375495_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/57933_468769427558_585667558_6971542_4375495_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our first born, Ariel, who is 4 and a half. She is spunky and full of determination. She loves dance, music and making us laugh. She is extremely smart for her age and of course this keeps us on our toes. Her goal at the moment is to grow her hair as long as Rapunzel's... wish us luck!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/199434_10150162677515979_576615978_8749165_7166062_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/199434_10150162677515979_576615978_8749165_7166062_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then come our son Xander, who is 1 and a half ball of crazy! He loves to jump and climb on everything and yet stops and comes running when he hears music. His smile just makes you melt, making it hard to get upset at him when he does something wrong. His latest trick, finding a way to get all his hot wheel cars inside our couch... seriously, I had to cut a hold on the bottom to get them out. Good grief!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/61379_462110800978_576615978_7007963_7153017_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/61379_462110800978_576615978_7007963_7153017_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lastly there is me, otherwise known lately as the crazy cake lady! Just shortly before Christmas I started up a small at home business in graphic arts, photography and cake decorating. Little did I know how it was going to take off! Before I knew it I was booking up into the summer months and finding myself balancing a part time job with my regular duties at home with the kids. Its been a challenge at times but a great chance to grow. I love creating stuff and its a wonderful outlet for me. Check out my business page '&lt;a href="http://www.jaybirdcreations.com/"&gt;Jaybird Creations&lt;/a&gt;'  if you wish to view my stuff.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/59069_464518645978_576615978_7062638_3505485_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px; height: 400px;" src="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/59069_464518645978_576615978_7062638_3505485_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since you all came for a party, I better have some cake, especially if I am the crazy cake lady. Well you are in luck! Today is my Dad's birthday, and I made him a special cake... I am sure he wouldn't mind if you had a piece. So enjoy some 'Yellow Submarine' and come back again soon!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NnYMlD6v6DE/TZWJBiW0aDI/AAAAAAAAIwo/5fbx1lyaHeA/s1600/sub.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NnYMlD6v6DE/TZWJBiW0aDI/AAAAAAAAIwo/5fbx1lyaHeA/s400/sub.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590525171945728050" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/8053280-5604971744845188418?l=thisisthegreatadventure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisthegreatadventure.blogspot.com/feeds/5604971744845188418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8053280&amp;postID=5604971744845188418' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8053280/posts/default/5604971744845188418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8053280/posts/default/5604971744845188418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisisthegreatadventure.blogspot.com/2011/04/ultimate-blog-party-2011.html' title='Ultimate Blog Party 2011!'/><author><name>Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14821787656180664339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jt3KBEtelEQ/S0A35ON2WbI/AAAAAAAAHuU/M08Fy3wG27Q/S220/DSC_0220sm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NnYMlD6v6DE/TZWJBiW0aDI/AAAAAAAAIwo/5fbx1lyaHeA/s72-c/sub.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8053280.post-7445397904871659448</id><published>2011-03-26T20:50:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-26T23:20:51.198-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One Week Down...</title><content type='html'>So we have been enjoying Spring Break, well this week felt more like a blur but it still has been good. I had 2 cakes booked, one midweek the other for the weekend which was manageable. Then I got a call early in the week for another fairly elaborate cake for the weekend and decided to do it because it was a really good opportunity for exposure in a new circle of people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So between the schedule of the week I was a cake baking and decorating machine. Thankfully Brenda kept Ariel on Thursday afternoon so I could work distractedness as Xander napped. Got lots of work done that day, yay! Here are some pictures of my creations from the week... first up the gender cake... I do believe I can share now that it was cut that it was another pink cake, hee!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/190143_196588793706911_133987609967030_521320_693266_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/190143_196588793706911_133987609967030_521320_693266_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A gift cake with polka dots, super cute. Made matching cupcakes for this order.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/190476_197311823634608_133987609967030_524808_7048964_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/190476_197311823634608_133987609967030_524808_7048964_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly the golf cake... this was pre-snow. The morning of the pick up I was asked if I could add some snow, which I did but didn't get a chance to get a new picture. Oh well, its cute without the snow too. The lady who picked this up was in LOVE with it, hugging my arm with squeals that the character looked like the man the cake was for, haha. She then kept going on how I needed to charge more, and ended up giving me a big tip! Whoa, sweet! I felt great and it was a nice end to the week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/188696_197311796967944_133987609967030_524806_3435063_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/188696_197311796967944_133987609967030_524806_3435063_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ariel has been enjoying her more relaxed schedule. Monday she had a birthday party to attend, which she really enjoyed. I am realizing that we are on the new dawn of how parties work... parents don't stay! Wow, free time? Wacky! This girl was from her class so lots of her classmates were there. Its nice getting to know more of these kids and their parents outside the school environment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swimming lessons have been happening Tuesday to Friday and Ariel has been doing fantastic. Her teacher told me last class when picking her up that she is an amazing little fish... and super cute! Haha. Ariel made a friend in her class and loves getting to see her. We also see Brenda and the kids as they are in lessons too at the same time, so its a nice visiting time for us all. I hope to get some pictures or video next week of my girl in motion. We will see how organized I get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xander decided while at the pool one morning that he would give Mommy a heart-attack. While I was watching Ariel swim and Xander sat at the picnic table with the other toddlers just arms length from me - I looked back to see he was missing! I jumped up expecting to see him behind one of the other kids or under the table... he wasn't!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I called his name and 3 more parents around me sprung up in response to my panic. I was dashing around and he was no where to be seen. My heart sunk and I was in shock... felt like time was standing still. I kept running and looking for his little face and brown coat... nothing. Then I heard 'FOUND HIM!' I ran scooping his little body into my arms, clinging to him. Of course he was smiling, totally oblivious to what he just put me though, but he was safe and that was all that mattered. It was the longest 5 minutes of my life that I never want to experience again. My son, well he wanted to see the hockey players apparently, and I now have some new gray hairs thanks to that. No matter, I am thankful and will be tying his shoes together to keep him from running, ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/200074_10150162681240979_576615978_8749205_3330022_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/200074_10150162681240979_576615978_8749205_3330022_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brenda had me over for lunch that day, I was so shaky from the events that I was very appreciative. The kids played and we visited and chilled... ahh. Very thankful for good friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of good friends, on Wednesday my high school friend Julie and her 2 kids came for a play-date. They are in town during the break, visiting from the USA. (Yes another American/Canadian couple woot!) The girls had a blast playing everything from Barbies to cooking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/189744_10150162678720979_576615978_8749184_2642798_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 230px;" src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/189744_10150162678720979_576615978_8749184_2642798_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boys, well they sorta did their own thing but did somewhat sit for at least one picture together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/189472_10150162679280979_576615978_8749190_1897117_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/189472_10150162679280979_576615978_8749190_1897117_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later that evening it was a girls night out, and the rest of the local friends from high school got together for dinner out. It was fun to catch up, as we don't usually get together more than once a year. We opted to pass on dessert at the restaurant and walk to the store to pick up a cake instead to eat. It was such a clear night it was fun to walk and visit.... kinda like old times walking from school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then today was a lazy at home day... with 2 cake pick ups we couldn't really leave the house. So we got up early to hit the grocery store for food as we are having our youth pastor and his girlfriend over for dinner tomorrow night. Yay. With it being a sunny day, I took advantage and got Ariel's new head shot done for her next pageant coming up. I think this is my new fav... might need to print this one out for a frame. I also booked both kids for haircuts on Monday and worked on the new 'Imagine That' brochure. So it was a very productive day while Ken was gone at the open house at work. Oh and I booked our own family pictures with Maria with her annual Mother's Day session next month. Now just to decide what to wear? Hmmm...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/199434_10150162677515979_576615978_8749165_7166062_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/199434_10150162677515979_576615978_8749165_7166062_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ken finally got home after dinner and while he bathed the kids I went for a long walk to have some 'me' time. Nothing beats Glee tunes on the ipod, ahhh. I love the new original song 'Loser like me'. Gosh if that wasn't the anthem of all of us nerds in school. I just get giddy listening to it. Yay for geeks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So one more week of break till we go back to routine of school, ballet etc. Only one cake this week for my Dad's birthday on Friday... which is also the 11th anniversary of my Mom's passing. Look for a special post that day, I have something very special that was given to me to share. Until then, I am going to chill out with my man and watch some Netflix stuff.&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/8053280-7445397904871659448?l=thisisthegreatadventure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisthegreatadventure.blogspot.com/feeds/7445397904871659448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8053280&amp;postID=7445397904871659448' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8053280/posts/default/7445397904871659448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8053280/posts/default/7445397904871659448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisisthegreatadventure.blogspot.com/2011/03/one-week-down.html' title='One Week Down...'/><author><name>Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14821787656180664339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jt3KBEtelEQ/S0A35ON2WbI/AAAAAAAAHuU/M08Fy3wG27Q/S220/DSC_0220sm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8053280.post-6072752986667485897</id><published>2011-03-19T20:30:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-19T21:26:49.099-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring Break Boogie!</title><content type='html'>We made it! We are officially on Spring Break... er Ariel is, the rest of us its life as usual. The final week before was pretty mellow and I must say it was a nice change.  Besides Ariel's school days, there were no extra activities like ballet and sportsball to get to, making the week seem slower it seemed. I didn't have any cake orders either, but I did have some graphics work on that tourism book, so that kept me busy. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thursday was St Patrick's Day and I try to make things as green as possible for the kids. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/195864_10150154740025979_576615978_8656449_1842025_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 280px; height: 400px;" src="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/195864_10150154740025979_576615978_8656449_1842025_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We started the day with a leprechaun trap. I had Ariel place green items around it in hopes of catching something good... which she did.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/190378_10150154842430979_576615978_8657438_6980228_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 380px;" src="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/190378_10150154842430979_576615978_8657438_6980228_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gold chocolate coins, boy was she excited... and surprised.&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://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/198890_10150154842550979_576615978_8657439_1037601_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/198890_10150154842550979_576615978_8657439_1037601_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Xander was thrilled too of course. &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://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/198947_10150154842360979_576615978_8657436_2419120_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/198947_10150154842360979_576615978_8657436_2419120_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then for lunch we did green pancakes, bacon and eggs. &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://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0-k3Co7Lc9E/TYV8GoxxBdI/AAAAAAAAIvw/c5o5FqzUlUk/s1600/DSC_3927.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0-k3Co7Lc9E/TYV8GoxxBdI/AAAAAAAAIvw/c5o5FqzUlUk/s400/DSC_3927.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586007366290179538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ariel really liked that... especially the bacon. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I0ZHxIgS_KE/TYV8Gax93JI/AAAAAAAAIvo/PsiceQvBxzM/s1600/DSC_3923.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I0ZHxIgS_KE/TYV8Gax93JI/AAAAAAAAIvo/PsiceQvBxzM/s400/DSC_3923.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586007362532924562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday I had coffee party in the morning and asked Dad to pick Ariel up from school. They had a McDonalds lunch date and played until I arrived to pick her up. She had pajama day at school and was eager to tell me about the movie and popcorn they got to have. Lucky girl!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today I was up at 6am watching the rain pour down. I was to have an engagement shoot at the beach early in the morning but it looked like the weather wasn't going to go my way. So we rescheduled it for next month. I still had my rescheduled newborn and family session with our friends, and so I took along the rest of my family with me. While I worked they played in South Surrey at the shops and stuff until I was done and we all had lunch together while the kids played. Go check out a sample of the pictures on my &lt;a href="http://www.jaybirdcreations.com/"&gt;Jaybird Creations&lt;/a&gt; website. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ariel had such a great time but sobbed when it was time to go, sigh. She just loves her friends so much. Xander slept the drive home and we decided to order out for Indian since we got home so late.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week we have Ariel back at swimming lessons, I have lots of work for Imagine That to prepare and 2 cake orders... one being a gender reveal cake! I already got the 'scoop' on what the special color in the cake will be... the mom is completely in the dark until she cuts into it at the party... I just love these cakes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok movie time! See ya later!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8053280-6072752986667485897?l=thisisthegreatadventure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisthegreatadventure.blogspot.com/feeds/6072752986667485897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8053280&amp;postID=6072752986667485897' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8053280/posts/default/6072752986667485897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8053280/posts/default/6072752986667485897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisisthegreatadventure.blogspot.com/2011/03/spring-break-boogie.html' title='Spring Break Boogie!'/><author><name>Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14821787656180664339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jt3KBEtelEQ/S0A35ON2WbI/AAAAAAAAHuU/M08Fy3wG27Q/S220/DSC_0220sm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0-k3Co7Lc9E/TYV8GoxxBdI/AAAAAAAAIvw/c5o5FqzUlUk/s72-c/DSC_3927.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8053280.post-5205770605041273450</id><published>2011-03-12T23:13:00.004-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-13T00:03:26.692-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring Ahead</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Oh its that crazy night when we have to set our clocks ahead an hour. Blah. But then I feel like my body made the switch already as I have been waking up earlier lately. Who knows, but tomorrow morning may be rough. Haha.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;This week has been another crazy one… I think that is pretty much my life now that I am doing a side business. I am looking forward to Spring Break as it’s a change in routine. Ariel has swimming those 2 weeks and is uber excited. Brenda and I have lots of work getting Imagine That stuff together as we prepare for April’s registration launch. Eek! Not only that I have now accepted a new gig working on tourism booklets, kinda like mini entertainment books. So if its quiet here… that is why. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Looking back at the week, we started with Monday being class picture day… finally! I don’t understand why its in March of all times, it just seems weird but at least she is getting one. Ariel wanted ‘curls’ that morning so Mommy had to haul her butt out of bed early to set the rollers in her hair… not that her hair holds the curl that long, but oh well. We tried! We had some clips in her hair but when I picked her up it looked like Ariel had tried to put them back in...lets just say it created a pretty crazy hairdo in the front. Ariel insists that it happened AFTER the pictures, but I guess we will find out when we see them. Stay tuned to find out!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Then Tuesday was the final winter ballet session. We went to see her viewing session and I am always in awe of her achievement and how far she has come. Ken was amazed with her grace and fluidity in her arm movements. Ariel’s concentration and attention to her teacher made us proud. Her heart is truly in this and it shows with how hard she works at it. We see her practice at home but to see her perform is so special. This Spring marks her last kinder dance session as next year she joins the studio and gets to be part of the end of the year recital… can’t wait!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/197927_10150146827135979_576615978_8577342_4712836_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/197927_10150146827135979_576615978_8577342_4712836_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is some video of her performance.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.onetruemedia.com/share_view_player?p=d8c20077eeb9d85fbee552" quality="high" scale="noscale" width="408" height="382" wmode="transparent" name="FLVPlayer" salign="LT" flashvars="&amp;amp;p=d8c20077eeb9d85fbee552&amp;amp;skin_id=1901&amp;amp;host=http://www.onetruemedia.com" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="margin:0px;font:12px/13px verdana,arial,sans-serif;line-height:20px;padding-bottom:15px;width:408px;text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.onetruemedia.com/landing?&amp;amp;utm_source=emplay&amp;amp;utm_medium=txt3" target="_blank" style="text-decoration:none;"&gt;Make video montages at &lt;span style="text-decoration:underline;"&gt;www.OneTrueMedia.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Wednesday while Ariel was at school I went to help hang the new gallery up at the church with Karen. I am excited to helping with this and even more giddy to have some of my own photos being shown. This new set is about Transitions as our church is in a huge state of it right now. When I picked up Ariel and came home in the afternoon I found the ‘bread fairy’ had visited again (woot) and my new software was there too! EEK! I installed it and needless to say, I am in love. Sigh….&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Thursday was our lazy day but I spent a chunk of it creating a mini Louis Vuitton purse cake. Ariel was thrilled with it, but then she would be. My girly girl.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/190788_193666617332462_133987609967030_504685_1662804_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/190788_193666617332462_133987609967030_504685_1662804_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also that day we got a lovely wedding invitation in the mail! My dear friend Ann's big Indian wedding is coming up and I am now thinking it be super fun to wear a sari to the event. Maybe even Ariel too, as I am sure she will see those pretty outfits and want in right away. Haha. Should be a wonderful cultural experience as its a whole day of events. So much fun to look forward to.&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Friday came and it was Xander’s final sportsball class. We played golf, which Xander really enjoyed, one hand and all.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/183732_10150149558315979_576615978_8600936_1106814_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/183732_10150149558315979_576615978_8600936_1106814_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;So cute! The coach enjoyed Xander's goofy nature and his face when it lit up when he brought out any type of ball. Xander even got a ribbon for taking part, Ariel was impressed with that even if her brother wasn't haha. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/190670_10150149558995979_576615978_8600942_856812_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/190670_10150149558995979_576615978_8600942_856812_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;In the afternoon Ariel and I had a dance off, gosh that is a good workout. When I took a break, Xander stepped in for me... he has some serious dance feet, haha.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.onetruemedia.com/share_view_player?p=d90f99ef3a288b71d015d4" quality="high" scale="noscale" width="408" height="382" wmode="transparent" name="FLVPlayer" salign="LT" flashvars="&amp;amp;p=d90f99ef3a288b71d015d4&amp;amp;skin_id=701&amp;amp;host=http://www.onetruemedia.com" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="margin:0px;font:12px/13px verdana,arial,sans-serif;line-height:20px;padding-bottom:15px;width:408px;text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.onetruemedia.com/landing?&amp;amp;utm_source=emplay&amp;amp;utm_medium=txt3" target="_blank" style="text-decoration:none;"&gt;Make video montages at &lt;span style="text-decoration:underline;"&gt;www.OneTrueMedia.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Later that evening I went to deliver the purse cake and set up for portraits. The girls were getting a lesson in make up application and then after practicing what they learned came to see me where I took their pictures. They were such sweet girls and it was loads of fun. If you want to check out a sample of them, go to &lt;a href="http://www.jaybirdcreations.com/"&gt;Jaybird Creations&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Today was a wet and windy day. I went to pick up a parcel at the post office from Grammy, filled with clothes and books for the kids. We had a skype chat and then after a quick lunch I took Ariel and we went off to the mall for some bonding time. We chatted while we walked around. Checked out the new stores that had opened after the major construction was going last time we were there ages ago. I let her get a new purse and she strut around proudly like a grown up and several places we went into ended up giving her stickers to have in her bag since she was so cute. Haha. Only Ariel could manage that. She now has a collection of them from Hallmark, Gap and Gymboree to name a few.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Ariel was getting hungry and wanted a snack but the mall’s main eating stops were packed. We ended up finding a cute coffee stand that was serving gelato. She tasted a few flavors before settling on a cheesecake one. I got a juice and we talked as she snacked. I managed to get a picture on my cel phone, she was just too cute.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/195990_10150150562190979_576615978_8609356_4722102_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px; height: 300px;" src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/195990_10150150562190979_576615978_8609356_4722102_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our last stop was to check out the new Forever 21 store that just opened. It was packed with people but Ariel managed to find a fish necklace that she insisted I had to have. Lol, its pretty darn cute, so I may need to wear it to church tomorrow. I hope to go back sometime when its not so busy, they had some great deals.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Came home to start dinner, as I was attempting to make moussaka. It was a process but the efforts paid off with a fantastic dinner. I even made up some Greek style potatoes and rice. The family were all smiles, including the kids. Xander gobbled his down with his huge giddy grin. Yum. Looking forward to leftovers. Yay!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Well I guess its time to go set my clock ahead. Blah! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8053280-5205770605041273450?l=thisisthegreatadventure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisthegreatadventure.blogspot.com/feeds/5205770605041273450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8053280&amp;postID=5205770605041273450' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8053280/posts/default/5205770605041273450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8053280/posts/default/5205770605041273450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisisthegreatadventure.blogspot.com/2011/03/spring-ahead.html' title='Spring Ahead'/><author><name>Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14821787656180664339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jt3KBEtelEQ/S0A35ON2WbI/AAAAAAAAHuU/M08Fy3wG27Q/S220/DSC_0220sm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8053280.post-1393822878811334404</id><published>2011-03-06T18:43:00.005-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-06T19:56:29.667-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Winning</title><content type='html'>Seems like 'winning' is the word of the week... thanks Charlie Sheen for that... even our youth pastor kinda said it during his sermon, haha. Duh, Winning! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well I guess my blog is turning into a weekly show, haha. Again another crazy week of cakes, meetings and kids! With the start of a new month has also brought out the start of new weather. Could it be that Spring is on the way? Looks like it, the sun was out and shining several days this week and it was great to get out and walk... ahhh. My stress goes down when I can walk that is for sure. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Xander is spitting out more words (that we can understand) these days. This week's new one was "CAKE". Seems like one that would fit here with the constant cake activity in my kitchen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/188363_10150145295995979_576615978_8558367_5624696_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/188363_10150145295995979_576615978_8558367_5624696_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of which, it was a busy week of 2 cakes and some cupcakes. First off, it was my brother's 30th birthday. The perfect cake choice of course was a video game inspired one, Xbox. The controller was make of rice treats and was well received by the birthday boy. Of course in typical fashion this week I was tired and out of it and forgot my camera battery recharging, doh. So no pics of him and his cake, oh well... here is the cake...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/190520_192375387461585_133987609967030_497163_3328932_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/190520_192375387461585_133987609967030_497163_3328932_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;... and the cover of the card we made him. Hee. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GdygEECFYNc/TXRPAoUemmI/AAAAAAAAIvg/6UaHGq1uXZs/s1600/mike30.png"&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/-GdygEECFYNc/TXRPAoUemmI/AAAAAAAAIvg/6UaHGq1uXZs/s400/mike30.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581172710460791394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On Wednesday morning after dropping Ariel at school, Xander and I had gone off to Mike's favorite place for getting specialty beer. I walked in and said, I know nothing about beer so here is a basket, please fill it for me. Dad had given me one piece of info that helped me tell the guy what Mike would like and thankfully he was awesome and picked 5 that were perfect. Yay.  Mike liked his gift and that made me happy... he is hard to shop for. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Friday night we had a dinner meeting out with some church people in regards to the children's ministry. It was nice to have a greek dinner, yum and we got lots discussed. Following which we ended up back at our friend's place chatting until midnight. Ariel put herself to bed on the empty bunk in one of the bedrooms, while Xander slept on my shoulder. However we came home and I still had some work to finish up on the second cake of the week and stayed up till 130am.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yawn... yes it was a late night, but I was so happy with how this turned out. It was a hand painted picture on the cake... and yes its a cougar.... um, yeah, I was laughing taking this order. The birthday girl was getting a nice joke cake from her husband. The best part, he thought at first he wanted flames with it... until he said 'flaming cougar' sounded kinda bad. LOL! So we went with the word 'hot' instead. Gotta love it.... my work is so entertaining. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/199520_192375424128248_133987609967030_497165_7902908_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/199520_192375424128248_133987609967030_497165_7902908_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This afternoon following church we helped take part in the grade 6 and 7's activity of the 'Junk Food Journey'. The kids would travel from house to house having a particular junk food at each stop. We did cupcakes... burger style!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/196479_192666144099176_133987609967030_499357_4268645_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/196479_192666144099176_133987609967030_499357_4268645_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ariel was so excited to have the kids come over... and eat the cupcakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/196992_10150145295945979_576615978_8558365_7114872_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/196992_10150145295945979_576615978_8558365_7114872_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only rough part of the week came when Xander skipped his nap for 2 days in a row, ugh. Now you may remember Ariel gave up her naps before turning 2... so I am praying this little guy doesn't follow suit. I am happy to say today he napped, woot! Tomorrow is Ariel's picture day at school FINALLY.  She is so excited and had fun picking out what she wanted to wear. Spring break is coming fast too... eek!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8053280-1393822878811334404?l=thisisthegreatadventure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisthegreatadventure.blogspot.com/feeds/1393822878811334404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8053280&amp;postID=1393822878811334404' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8053280/posts/default/1393822878811334404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8053280/posts/default/1393822878811334404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisisthegreatadventure.blogspot.com/2011/03/winning.html' title='Winning'/><author><name>Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14821787656180664339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jt3KBEtelEQ/S0A35ON2WbI/AAAAAAAAHuU/M08Fy3wG27Q/S220/DSC_0220sm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GdygEECFYNc/TXRPAoUemmI/AAAAAAAAIvg/6UaHGq1uXZs/s72-c/mike30.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8053280.post-7615304450136500752</id><published>2011-02-28T19:37:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-28T19:42:36.550-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oscar Baby!</title><content type='html'>Well, I haven't fallen into the oven and disappeared... although today I felt like curling up somewhere and hiding, haha. Its been a crazy week of activity leading up to our big Oscar party event last night. It was a huge success, about 62 people in attendance for dinner, prizes and watching the Oscar telecast. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/185605_10150140626015979_576615978_8505965_8035677_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/185605_10150140626015979_576615978_8505965_8035677_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ken did his little pre-show and I was on the red carpet taking 'photos' for the guests. We even had some youth come be our paparazzi and the guests were quite amused and enjoyed the experience. Although one man when asked 'what was he wearing' replied, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;clothes I guess&lt;/span&gt;. Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/184301_10150140625950979_576615978_8505963_8125492_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/184301_10150140625950979_576615978_8505963_8125492_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had prizes everywhere, from silent auction, to raffles to a fun 'pick the winners' event where 10 people could go home with a mini Oscar. I am excited to say that I came in a tie for 3rd place, beating Ken (which is my goal yearly, haha)... but don't feel bad for him as he ended up winning one too. Lots of trips, hotel stays, fancy Pandora bracelets and oodies of other goodies were given away, including a swag bag as the guests left following the event.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/190604_10150140014200979_576615978_8498292_3237255_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 440px;" src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/190604_10150140014200979_576615978_8498292_3237255_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner was awesome, we got Bread Garden to cater the event, and every bite was oooh so good. Ken had invited out some of our friends and we had a great time at our table with a great mix of people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SJeGgSGzW8E/TWxqoxvNDhI/AAAAAAAAIvY/11xPw6T0FRI/s1600/cake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 291px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SJeGgSGzW8E/TWxqoxvNDhI/AAAAAAAAIvY/11xPw6T0FRI/s400/cake.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578951287183838738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I created an Oscar cake as a prize for the evening, and a very excited teen got this. It was great to see several families come out together for an evening of fun. I look forward to next year and if this looks like it be something you be interested in coming out for I will let you know next year as we draw near.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for the rest of the week, not much to say except busy!!  Had 2 photo shoots last week, one for a family I have done before. Their son is now a walking 1 year old instead of the barely crawling 6 month old I got to shoot last time. He was such a cutie. Check out their pictures on my Jaybird Creations site. They wanted a 'Canuck' theme so they were all in their gear, very cute! I also got to do a newborn shoot with my friend's new baby girl. She was simply a doll and I got this shot which I just LOVE. They wanted this one as a birth announcement so I got that made up for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/185940_190097547689369_133987609967030_481483_185003_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/185940_190097547689369_133987609967030_481483_185003_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On top of that I had the cake, the regular school routine and Xander's activities too keep me moving. Also we are still in the midst of a major transition at church and the 'stuff' that goes with that. Its emotional, difficult and draining at times. That is all I want to say on it since its personal and there is still a long way to go. Praying for transitions to go peacefully and successfully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week we are entering March! Now we had snow this past weekend, excuse me while I roll my eyes. Haha. I am soooo over snow at this point that it was a pain. Ariel asked on day 2 of it if I was going to yell at it (to stop snowing) again from the window. Haha. Yeah I was a tad concerned about it affecting our Oscar party so I wasn't at all interested in anything except the promised rain that would flush it all away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today it was beautiful sunny day and as I prepared to walk Ariel to school she said 'doesn't Xander have sportsball?' I stopped in my tracks and dashed back inside, he didn't have sportsball, but swimming. Ugh. So I had to get our bag and drive instead since the pool is on the other side of town. Blah! So much for my walk in the sunshine. The remainder of the day was spent cleaning the house up from 'bomb' state.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It looks like I will be taking on a new contact for which I need to get a new software which means I can upgrade by getting a bundle deal with Ken's 'school' discount. Score! I was looking at a laptop of my own but I just can't decide and so I am just going with new software for now instead. A lot cheaper and I take forever with choices that I can't really wait anymore. I am thrilled I can update my extremely out of date Photoshop and get some programs I have wanted for awhile. Yay, very exciting for me. Woot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well Ken is home early, he never made it to his event tonight due to a road closure because of an accident. So off to spend some time with him. Good night!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8053280-7615304450136500752?l=thisisthegreatadventure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisthegreatadventure.blogspot.com/feeds/7615304450136500752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8053280&amp;postID=7615304450136500752' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8053280/posts/default/7615304450136500752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8053280/posts/default/7615304450136500752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisisthegreatadventure.blogspot.com/2011/02/oscar-baby.html' title='Oscar Baby!'/><author><name>Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14821787656180664339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jt3KBEtelEQ/S0A35ON2WbI/AAAAAAAAHuU/M08Fy3wG27Q/S220/DSC_0220sm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SJeGgSGzW8E/TWxqoxvNDhI/AAAAAAAAIvY/11xPw6T0FRI/s72-c/cake.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8053280.post-6231014951218494204</id><published>2011-02-19T21:41:00.004-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-20T00:00:45.821-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vampires and Tiaras</title><content type='html'>Ken and I are watching Twilight - Eclipse at the moment... Ken suggested it.... he wanted to see hot wolfman shirtless, haha. Kidding. Nothing on tonight and we hadn't watched it so that was that. Either way, its fun and there is enough fighting to keep him entertained. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had a wild day with Ariel and her pageant. Gosh she just loves doing these things. The rush she gets from being on stage is hilarious. She loves meeting the other girls and of course getting a crown is the highlight of a job well done. This time she won 'Little Miss Personality'...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/183031_10150133807865979_576615978_8423054_4811818_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 500px;" src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/183031_10150133807865979_576615978_8423054_4811818_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think Ken and I nearly lost it because there was no better title for her. Here is a little montage of her on stage today. Ken was further back so its a tad blurry. But check out that little butt wiggle, haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.onetruemedia.com/share_view_player?p=d6de4b6d4d68dc1ff8f10d" quality="high" scale="noscale" width="408" height="382" wmode="transparent" name="FLVPlayer" salign="LT" flashvars="&amp;amp;p=d6de4b6d4d68dc1ff8f10d&amp;amp;skin_id=701&amp;amp;host=http://www.onetruemedia.com" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="margin:0px;font:12px/13px verdana,arial,sans-serif;line-height:20px;padding-bottom:15px;width:408px;text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.onetruemedia.com/landing?&amp;amp;utm_source=emplay&amp;amp;utm_medium=txt1" target="_blank" style="text-decoration:none;"&gt;Make an on-line slide show at &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline; "&gt;www.OneTrueMedia.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Came home and picked up Xander who was being watched by our new babysitter... we have entered the world of 'paid' babysitting service. Woot! He had fun and was excited to see us when we got back. Nothing better than seeing his warm smile of love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I don't have many pictures this week of Xander I thought I would post this funny video of him and Ken's birthday card. Back before Christmas I found this hilarious singing coffee cup and it was just TOO PERFECT. So I got it and well Xander expects me to play it several times a day. If I don't... he climbs up to try an turn it on himself. What a boy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.onetruemedia.com/share_view_player?p=d6dec7578b2d34bc80f71a" quality="high" scale="noscale" width="408" height="382" wmode="transparent" name="FLVPlayer" salign="LT" flashvars="&amp;amp;p=d6dec7578b2d34bc80f71a&amp;amp;skin_id=701&amp;amp;host=http://www.onetruemedia.com" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="margin:0px;font:12px/13px verdana,arial,sans-serif;line-height:20px;padding-bottom:15px;width:408px;text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.onetruemedia.com/landing?&amp;amp;utm_source=emplay&amp;amp;utm_medium=txt4" target="_blank" style="text-decoration:none;"&gt;Make an on-line slideshow at &lt;span style="text-decoration:underline;"&gt;www.OneTrueMedia.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Today was also a cake pick up day... in fact the next several weeks are... gack! This one was super cute, a science theme for a 6 year old girl. I got to create a little fondant version of the girl from some pictures the parents emailed me. I was pretty pleased with how it turned out. This week its an Oscar cake, as I am donating it as a prize up the big party we are helping organize at our church. Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/184864_188820834483707_133987609967030_473854_1486214_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/184864_188820834483707_133987609967030_473854_1486214_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This past week was Valentine's Day. I was the helper in Ariel's class that morning, so Stella took Xander to his swim class for me, and I got to mix plaster instead, haha. I was preparing the activity for the kids later in the week, as they are doing a dinosaur unit. I made up cups of plaster and sand and hid a dinosaur inside each one, so they could dig them out like paleontologists. That morning Ariel wanted a special hairdo for the special day and so we came up with this after looking at our favorite hair do blog.  Surprisingly, this is super easy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/181721_10150130134930979_576615978_8379605_4710483_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/181721_10150130134930979_576615978_8379605_4710483_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For our own celebration we had a quiet dinner at home that I made with suggestions from Ariel. She wanted to make 'little chickens' aka cornish game hens. Xander gobbled down the meal, so it was a hit with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/182211_10150130461150979_576615978_8385096_7377917_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/182211_10150130461150979_576615978_8385096_7377917_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For dessert I made red velvet cupcakes with cream cheese frosting... yum. Also a few chocolate covered strawberries for an extra touch of love. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/181641_10150130134885979_576615978_8379603_6063975_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/181641_10150130134885979_576615978_8379603_6063975_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We gave the kids each a little something, as it is also the half birthday of both kids this month. Xander got a cute car made from bamboo and Ariel a new outfit for her Julie doll. Ken and the kids got me each a rose and a few other treats, while we gave him a coffee press, which he was thrilled with. It was a lovely day and we all had a nice time together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/180460_10150130462635979_576615978_8385132_7898230_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/180460_10150130462635979_576615978_8385132_7898230_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the week I was playing around with camera and my sweet ballerina after she finished class. The light was really nice and so I took a few shots and got some beautiful ones I hope to print out for her room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/182085_10150130794460979_576615978_8389926_6000293_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/182085_10150130794460979_576615978_8389926_6000293_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Speaking of lighting, one of Ken's friends was cleaning out her studio (she does stop motion too) and let me have her old soft box lighting set up! For free! I set it up and its fantastic! Perfect timing too because I am doing a newborn shoot this coming week for my friends.  They welcomed their 3rd child into the world. She even did a home birth this time. Can't wait to meet little Anya, love her name. Hee.  Did you know in the Buffy tv series there was a Xander character that dated a character named Anya... haha, I told Erin that and she got a kick out of it too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/183961_10150131092320979_576615978_8392706_2406125_n.jpg" style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px; " border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/183961_10150131092320979_576615978_8392706_2406125_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We have been totally enjoying our free trial of Netflix. We discovered they have lots of Mystery Science Theater episodes, eek! We watched an interesting documentary on the movie rating system of the USA and they have all the veggie tales for the kids! So cool. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well time for bed, got a photo-shoot after church tomorrow so its another big day ahead and I need sleep! Zzzzzzz...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8053280-6231014951218494204?l=thisisthegreatadventure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisthegreatadventure.blogspot.com/feeds/6231014951218494204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8053280&amp;postID=6231014951218494204' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8053280/posts/default/6231014951218494204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8053280/posts/default/6231014951218494204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisisthegreatadventure.blogspot.com/2011/02/vampires-and-tiaras.html' title='Vampires and Tiaras'/><author><name>Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14821787656180664339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jt3KBEtelEQ/S0A35ON2WbI/AAAAAAAAHuU/M08Fy3wG27Q/S220/DSC_0220sm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8053280.post-7791843583783203119</id><published>2011-02-13T19:16:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-13T20:11:24.715-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthdays, Cakes and Sermons Oh My!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Oh what a week… er more than a week, as I see I haven’t blogged since last Thursday… oops. It was a week filled with a birthday, meetings, a regular full schedule and some cake orders on top. Whee!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;… but first I am calling on your help! Xander is entered in the local radio station’s cutest kid contest. If you have a chance, click &lt;a href="http://vancouver.virginradio.ca/Showcase/CutestKid/View.aspx?ID=187212"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt; and vote 10! The votes help us get a chance to get into the top 20 and then the judges pick from there. The top prize is a NEW CAR! Something we are needing in the next year or so with a nearly 20 year old car currently hanging in for us. So vote for our little man. Thanks!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/169088_10150129593965979_576615978_8370450_4237576_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/169088_10150129593965979_576615978_8370450_4237576_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;It started with Ken’s 36&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; birthday on the Saturday. The kids got him a superman t-shirt, something he wanted for ages, we happened to find it at Old Navy one day and of course we were thrilled. We had to get a picture of the boys in their matching shirts…&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/167784_10150125412880979_576615978_8307759_1264349_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/167784_10150125412880979_576615978_8307759_1264349_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;… not to mention the matching shirts, check out the matching hats, haha. I found a kid’s version of Ken’s hat for Xander. He gets TONS of complements when we are out in town, just too stinkin’ cute.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/167135_10150125412920979_576615978_8307760_1655876_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 350px;" src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/167135_10150125412920979_576615978_8307760_1655876_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So on the Saturday we dumped the kids with Dad and Rita and headed off to &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Vancouver&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; to see Avenue Q. It was fantastic, definitely not for kids, but so well written and preformed. I will say that someone must not have understood the warning on the poster and anywhere you bought tickets saying it was not appropriate for anyone under 16… as you see a gal walked in with 4 young children. The couple behind us who were chatting with friends about seeing the show in &lt;st1:state st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;New York&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:state&gt; gasped when seeing the kids and weren’t impressed. Needless to say at intermission the lady and kids left and didn’t come back… I am surprised they didn’t leave sooner, I felt terrible for those kids, the youngest being at least 7 or 8. Sigh, makes me wish the theater would have said they weren’t allowed in. I don’t like to critique other’s parenting, but this wasn’t too bright. We came home, picked up the kids and headed out to dinner with our friends Brenda and Kevin with their family. Had a great meal, came back to the house for dessert and visiting.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ariel modeling her new dress Mommy got her for Spring!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/180874_10150127032955979_576615978_8332634_6937510_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 500px;" src="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/180874_10150127032955979_576615978_8332634_6937510_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day was a far more emotional day. That Sunday morning we heard that our pastor would be stepping down from his position. It was partly a board decision, and of course its not all black and white, lots of gray area that we are all slowly understanding. Regardless of why its happening, its still sad and a time of transition. For me it’s the end of a chapter of my life. In the 13 years of our pastor being in his position, I lost my Mom, got married, had 2 kids, lost my Nana and faced my own brush with death. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;He sang at our wedding, 2 of his kids acted as one of our flower girl and ring bearer, and with our 10&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; anniversary being this summer of course we are reflecting on that day with happy memories.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Ken is also being called to an eldership position so to be in a big transition when going into that role is daunting and sometimes overwhelming for us all. We are praying for guidance and wisdom… not to mention strength as we say good bye to dear friends and a great mentor.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ariel wanting to share one of her valentine creations from school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/182611_10150127429545979_576615978_8338099_3733375_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/182611_10150127429545979_576615978_8338099_3733375_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Sunday afternoon, Ariel went to a friend’s birthday party which was a gymnastic one. I was hired to make the cake, a cute robot which was requested by the birthday boy to be red with a lasor arm, haha. Ariel had a ball and came home having learned how to somersault.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The week was&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;blur of activity. With the regular preschool routine and ballet for Ariel and swimming and sports-ball for Xander, and myself having meetings in regards to the Creative Service hour at church, Imagine That Summer Arts Camp and the upcoming Oscar party. Somewhere in there I had an order for a SpongeBob cake, which I must say was a hoot to make.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pLjkpfRA0P8/TVW3VJKVYyI/AAAAAAAAATA/9kwGm0AOrLQ/s400/DSC_2696web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 245px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pLjkpfRA0P8/TVW3VJKVYyI/AAAAAAAAATA/9kwGm0AOrLQ/s400/DSC_2696web.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Beautiful sunset one night this week...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/169037_10150127032905979_576615978_8332632_5738209_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/169037_10150127032905979_576615978_8332632_5738209_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then last night we had the family over for dessert and celebrating Ken’s birthday. Ariel had said she wanted to make a pizza cake, so that is what we did. Complete with box we got at a local pizza shop, haha.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qEYIL-hYnjI/TVa-066WjlI/AAAAAAAAATQ/JMgcTnePduY/s400/DSC_2754web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qEYIL-hYnjI/TVa-066WjlI/AAAAAAAAATQ/JMgcTnePduY/s400/DSC_2754web.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today Ken was doing a tag team message with Dave at church. It was totally awesome and inspiring. He really is coming into his own as a speaker, and the feedback was great. It was to help push our Oscar party event coming up, something we are both excited about and eager to be apart of. We are getting tons of local business support and have some great prizes to win. Yay! Getting back to Ken's mini sermon, at the end Dave surprised Ken with something they found in Disneyland for him, a Mickey statue much like an Oscar. It was very touching and Ken was grinning from ear to ear. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This week is just as busy and lots of stuff happening with orders, planning and the regular routine. Valentines Day is tomorrow and we have lots of fun things planned, but tonight its Grammy night and I am off to watch that crazy Lady Gaga get carried in to the building in a giant egg.... seriously... I want a giant egg to be carried in. Hahaha.&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/8053280-7791843583783203119?l=thisisthegreatadventure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisthegreatadventure.blogspot.com/feeds/7791843583783203119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8053280&amp;postID=7791843583783203119' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8053280/posts/default/7791843583783203119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8053280/posts/default/7791843583783203119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisisthegreatadventure.blogspot.com/2011/02/birthdays-cakes-and-sermons-oh-my.html' title='Birthdays, Cakes and Sermons Oh My!'/><author><name>Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14821787656180664339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jt3KBEtelEQ/S0A35ON2WbI/AAAAAAAAHuU/M08Fy3wG27Q/S220/DSC_0220sm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pLjkpfRA0P8/TVW3VJKVYyI/AAAAAAAAATA/9kwGm0AOrLQ/s72-c/DSC_2696web.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8053280.post-5903592124867792960</id><published>2011-02-03T14:41:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-03T16:06:43.202-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy February!</title><content type='html'>Wow, here we are in our second month of 2011. Its Thursday, our 'empty' day of the week, haha. No preschool or scheduled actives, its a fun day usually and yet for the past few of them its dumped rain. Blah! But it still is Chinese New Year today, so here is Ariel sending some celebration your way!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/hs244.snc6/179224_10150124179985979_576615978_8289444_6518998_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/hs244.snc6/179224_10150124179985979_576615978_8289444_6518998_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She got to celebrate at school yesterday and I sent her in her special dress Dad and Rita brought back from their trip last year. They made lots of fun crafts including a paper lantern and sparky dragon on straws that they could make dance. Then the ones that stayed for the longer day got to make noodles and use chopsticks. Ariel was so excited when I walked in the class to see her using them (modified for the kids of course). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So today we decided to keep the party going that we went out to T-town for some Chinese food from the Safeway buffet. Yum! Ariel loved picking out what she wanted...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/hs281.snc6/180986_10150124180055979_576615978_8289445_5503749_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/hs281.snc6/180986_10150124180055979_576615978_8289445_5503749_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;... Xander just wanted noodles, and lots of them.  Haha, too cute!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/hs043.snc6/167378_10150124180100979_576615978_8289446_508746_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/hs043.snc6/167378_10150124180100979_576615978_8289446_508746_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After watching Dora (groan) we went outside to splash in the puddles. Xander didn't really get it but smiled anyways, Ariel went nuts and by the end both were soaked and cold. Took them in for a warm bath and their pjs. Xander is now snoozing and Ariel playing in her room. Ahhh the peace and quiet. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/hs280.snc6/180811_10150124180140979_576615978_8289447_6966328_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/hs280.snc6/180811_10150124180140979_576615978_8289447_6966328_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On Tuesday morning I was up early... well probably most of the night waiting to go out but it was all about the morning. My Dad came over to sit with the kids as I headed out in the the COLD morning air to wait to be first to drop off forms for getting Ariel into Kindergarten at a particular school. In our area there are several schools and the one we are assigned to is somewhat out of the way and really not convenient for us so I am applying to get Ariel into a school that is near my Dad's and a safer walk for us to take. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now the hard part is, that school is on the smaller size, so once they accept the kids in the catchment they will start picking kids who have applied, so being first in the morning would help our chances big time, so off I went. Around 8am, a half hour till they would accept the forms a gal I know showed up. We decided we could be friends that morning since she wanted another school. Haha. It helped make the time go by faster which was nice. Finally at 830am we marched our forms up and now I wait. I know there was another mom at my school who was trying to get in to our pick, she has a kid already in there so she gets in front of me because of that, and I know a gal at the preschool who applied too, so hoping that was it across town... praying it goes our way... we don't find out if we did until possibly the beginning of June at the latest. Ugh. We still register Ariel at the assigned school, but still not sure if that will be the choice we go with as there is the private school option too. Ugh, too much in my brain... praying for distraction so the time flies by. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/hs254.snc6/180202_10150124180190979_576615978_8289448_1967318_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/hs254.snc6/180202_10150124180190979_576615978_8289448_1967318_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Later that morning Ariel had ballet and so I took Dad out for coffee as a thank you for watching the kids. Picked up my dancing princess, made an appointment at the consignment shop for dropping off the 2 giant bags of clothes I have for Spring and Summer, will be nice to have space in our junk room again, haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the work front I have several new projects on the go, a few graphic ones, consulting and of course cake. I also have some stuff to design still for Kara and Chris' wedding, so I am not bored to say the least, ha! Ken got another scene to animate for our friend Galen's studio. We keep thinking he is done but another scene will pop up with the deadline looming so the next few nights he is busy busy busy. Looking forward to our date on the weekend to celebrate Ken's birthday, yay!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also on the weekend, Superbowl, but it means nothing to us except that Glee is back! Yay, so excited about the new episodes coming, squeal!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8053280-5903592124867792960?l=thisisthegreatadventure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisthegreatadventure.blogspot.com/feeds/5903592124867792960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8053280&amp;postID=5903592124867792960' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8053280/posts/default/5903592124867792960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8053280/posts/default/5903592124867792960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisisthegreatadventure.blogspot.com/2011/02/happy-february.html' title='Happy February!'/><author><name>Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14821787656180664339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jt3KBEtelEQ/S0A35ON2WbI/AAAAAAAAHuU/M08Fy3wG27Q/S220/DSC_0220sm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8053280.post-7230016603518977260</id><published>2011-01-30T21:26:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-30T22:04:06.295-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Crazy Cake Lady</title><content type='html'>Today the Thomas the tank engine cake got picked up. I was sad to see it go, we had some good times together, haha, like staying up till 2am working on it. In my defense I couldn't do it with the kids awake since Ariel would want to help and Xander would want his train back and I needed it as my model. By the time I finished cleaning up the kitchen it was that awful hour and it took awhile for me to finally fall asleep. I seem to recall waking at 4am and thinking, hmm need to get up soon. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jt3KBEtelEQ/TUZQgef_4pI/AAAAAAAAIu4/dS0R78Taud4/s1600/DSC_2459web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jt3KBEtelEQ/TUZQgef_4pI/AAAAAAAAIu4/dS0R78Taud4/s400/DSC_2459web.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568226508163506834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was super happy how this turned out. It took longer in mixing up all the colors of fondant I needed to use, which is probably what took most of my time. The actual building of the trains was actually easy. I look forward to making another one of these one day, if Xander has anything to say about it he will have one for himself. Haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tonight I was filling in forms, as it is the big day on Tuesday. I have to submit our request for the school we want Ariel to go to for Kindergarten. Chances are I am over worrying about getting her in, but the part of me that stresses (over 80% haha) is. I was rambling on to Ken about what if we don't get in, what do we do etc. He was all calm as usual about it, so I just need to go early to get the form in as they are done by time stamp  and first come first serve. I will still need to register her at her catchment school later this month, and hopefully we will hear good news before the summer that we got in to our choice school. Pray it goes the way we hope it will... or I might have to go begging and baking a bribe cake, lol. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Friday night I had my book club ladies over as I was hosting. It was a HOOT to say the least and Ken said all he heard was cackling which made him totally think we were all batty. I am so happy to be in a group with such a lively and fun bunch of ladies. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This coming weekend my sweet hubby celebrates his 36th birthday. We have babysitting set and we are going out to the theater to see Avenue Q!!! I am so excited as is he, since we would have loved to have seen this back when in New York when we were there in the summer. Then we have a dinner date with friends after the show. Woohoo! We will do the family dessert night later in the month, but for now we are excited to enjoy some time out together without the kids. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Soooooooooo I will keep you posted on how the week goes... another cake order this week, this time for Ariel's friend's birthday party, so that will be special. Also, we enter February... crazy!&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/8053280-7230016603518977260?l=thisisthegreatadventure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisthegreatadventure.blogspot.com/feeds/7230016603518977260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8053280&amp;postID=7230016603518977260' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8053280/posts/default/7230016603518977260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8053280/posts/default/7230016603518977260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisisthegreatadventure.blogspot.com/2011/01/crazy-cake-lady.html' title='The Crazy Cake Lady'/><author><name>Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14821787656180664339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jt3KBEtelEQ/S0A35ON2WbI/AAAAAAAAHuU/M08Fy3wG27Q/S220/DSC_0220sm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jt3KBEtelEQ/TUZQgef_4pI/AAAAAAAAIu4/dS0R78Taud4/s72-c/DSC_2459web.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8053280.post-677092423399928558</id><published>2011-01-26T21:20:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-26T21:46:16.824-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Girl, Miss Determination</title><content type='html'>Today I witnessed again my daughter, who is so determined to succeed take on a new challenge - skating!  Last time her class went we didn't go since I had something booked and couldn't go with her. I actually thought it wouldn't interest her but the moment she heard the class was going again she was non-stop talking about it. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I honestly was dreading it, more so because I can't really skate that well. Thankfully we were allowed to bring the strollers on the ice for the babies so I really had no reason not to go, and I had something to cling to, haha. All morning Ariel practiced turns and pretend skating on the kitchen floor with her slippers on. I felt a little worried that she would be discouraged since I knew the falling would come fast. I kept preparing her on the drive over, its not like slippers, its tricky, the ice is slippery etc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/hs900.ash1/180827_10150119884100979_576615978_8230876_5027221_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/hs900.ash1/180827_10150119884100979_576615978_8230876_5027221_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We arrived early and got ready and she enjoyed watching the teens playing hockey. She managed to walk on the skates, so far that was a positive sign, haha.  Xander was all bundled up and had his helmet on ready to go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs1384.snc4/163662_10150119883665979_576615978_8230867_2189456_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs1384.snc4/163662_10150119883665979_576615978_8230867_2189456_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, they are just darn cute together... although Ariel had to sneak into the picture because Xander only wanted himself in the shot... lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/hs252.snc6/180073_10150119883740979_576615978_8230869_2541387_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/hs252.snc6/180073_10150119883740979_576615978_8230869_2541387_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The class started and we made out way out... SPLAT on her butt she went. I started to feel somewhat bad, thinking this was going to be a VERY long morning. Trying to hold on to Xander and haul her up. Well she decided she was going to get up herself... and she did, over and over. Finally she got a skating bar and she struggled to get her feet moving. Again more falls, legs going every which way but every time she fell she laughed. Not one look of embarrassment or tears.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/hs783.ash1/167309_10150119883890979_576615978_8230872_3136250_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/hs783.ash1/167309_10150119883890979_576615978_8230872_3136250_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't long till the falling was less and less and the gliding was more and more. In fact there were times when she seemed to 'dance' on the ice as her teacher called it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/hs278.snc6/180693_10150119883810979_576615978_8230870_2291818_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/hs278.snc6/180693_10150119883810979_576615978_8230870_2291818_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other parents commented on her 'first time' as a success and that she had real determination. One mom pulled me aside and said she thinks she will go far in life with that attitude. I couldn't agree more and I found myself bursting with that 'parent pride'. Xander even clapped when she went by us, so cute. Then she did something crazy and skated several times with no bar! I just stood there stunned... yay Ariel!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/hs265.snc6/179374_10150119883985979_576615978_8230874_4942117_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/hs265.snc6/179374_10150119883985979_576615978_8230874_4942117_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were one of the last to leave the ice, mainly because Ariel insisted on 'practicing more'. She just warmed my heart and then as we packed up she asked if they had classes like swimming. I guess we may look into that sometime. For now I am claiming this day as a memory I will treasure when Ariel is off taking the world by storm and fulfilling her dreams... my sweet girl, you continue to amaze me and inspire me to be the best I can be too. Thank you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/hs060.snc6/169023_10150119884040979_576615978_8230875_3778689_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/hs060.snc6/169023_10150119884040979_576615978_8230875_3778689_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8053280-677092423399928558?l=thisisthegreatadventure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies'
