tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26261967849187623762024-03-05T02:40:54.044-08:00Litter Box ChatI’m just your regular feline... love to play, nap, eat, sleep....then sleep some more!Jane Doehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18236128792369365765noreply@blogger.comBlogger411125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2626196784918762376.post-59278294951663893872013-04-07T10:08:00.000-07:002013-05-03T13:41:38.561-07:00Ionic Foot Bath<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">
I got an email right before my bday from Cristy with a Groupon gift certificate for 10 <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FRp1l3HCwMA">Skyburn</a> workout sessions. I thought it was super thoughtful and was excited to try out this wkout. It's a boot camp style workout at a trampoline park. We went to the 6:30am class and since we were a small group we got a great workout with a lot of attention. You do push ups, jumping jacks, weights, and use resistance bands while jumping. It's tough!!</div>
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The next week we went again but were the only two, therefore we had an hour with 100% of the instructor's attention on is. He had us do this one circuit of medicine ball slams, hi knees, rope drills and then sprint to wall climb and hop back top the start line and do it again. Mind you we are doing this on a trampoline the whole time. It was INTENSE! It was so intense that both Cristy and I couldn't walk normal for a couple days. I think it was the 90 calf raises that pushed us over the edge.</div>
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I decided to take advantage of another online group discount of acupuncture, massage and ionic foot bath to help my tight calves. I've never had a ionic foot bath. You put your feet in this warm water and this ionic thing is placed in the water. It is supposed to draw out toxins from my body and I can tell where the toxins are coming from depending on the color change.</div>
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The brochure showed some disgusting pictures of color change, especially from people who smoke and water turns murky brown. Ick!<br />
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Mine was turning orange which is indicative of joint toxins. The tech asked me if I workoutit was toxins from that. I honestly felt the swelling in my calves go down afterwards.<br />
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<span style="color: #660000;"><em><strong>My love brought in the groceries and said he had something in the car that I was going to love more than him. </strong></em></span></div>
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My first official tri! Santa invited me to compete with her in the UCLA tri to celebrate her 32nd bday. When we first signed up we had planned to meet up once a week to workout and put many dry runs under our belt before the big race. Unfortunately, our crazy work schedules didn't allow us to do so. The week before we both got super sick. I called off from work 2 days. I know I needed the rest and my body needed the healing time. I felt bad because we were short staffed at work, but I couldn't imagine getting better working 12hr graveyard shift. As the week went on I was afraid we weren't going to be able to do the triathlon. However, I felt good enough to do the race. I invited my family to cheer us on. God knows we both needed it!!<br />
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We stopped by a Starbucks on the way up to the race. Man, this place was NICE! It had a cozy fire and comfy chairs. We enjoyed pre-race breakfast as we laughed about our jitters.<br />
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As we got on campus, we made a left up this street and it was this never ending hill. We got a little nervous when we saw cones and thought "is this part of the race?" I seriously had this nervous, uncontrollable laughter. Santa looked at me and I knew we were thinking the same think... "what the F did we get ourselves into???" </div>
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Most tri's have only one transition area, but his one had two. For our first tri we picked a confusing set up and hilly course. The race started off with 400m swim into transition area #1. Every person has an individual start time. Santa and I were in the 2nd wave of competitors and damn near the last to enter the water. When it was my turn to jump in the water I jumped in and froze. I sunk to the bottom and landed on my knees. OUCH!!! That snapped me out of it and I started to swim. At turning points it would get congested and at one point this one SOB grabbed my legs twice and pulled me under the water. I kicked him and said something vulgar. I was in the slow lane. Hello GO AROUND ME!<br />
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After the swim, we did 4 loops through the campus totaling 13 miles. After my first loop I spotted my family. I yelled out to them and they saw me. Before I got too far away, I yelled "you will see me 3 more times!" Seeing them made me feel pumped. I looked done at my watch and set a goal to see them every 12 mins. Knowing they were there helped me up those hills.<br />
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After the cycle portion we finished off with a 5K run. I cam in before Santa, so went back and ran in with her. <br />
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Can you believe medals weren't given out? This was a special occasion... our 1st triathlon, so I had custom medals made. I ran around to sport stores, Michael's, Things Remembered and Tah Dah... this is what I came up with.</div>
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And... the icing on the cake, I came in 1st in my age division. Oh happy day!!<br />
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Afterwards we enjoyed yummy food at Newsroom cafe where we spotted Pauly Shore a few tables over. We window shopped at some yuppy children clothing store and headed back home to rest up.</div>
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Jane Doehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18236128792369365765noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2626196784918762376.post-66369548551911191122013-02-27T11:23:00.002-08:002013-02-27T11:25:42.658-08:00Active FriendsIn my early 20's whenever a birthday rolled around it was all about eating good food, finding a hip bar, club or both and partying the night away. Now a decade later and things have changed. Don't get me wrong, I do like to have a good time just in a different way. For my 32nd bday I ran a <a href="http://litterboxchat.blogspot.com/2013/02/i-did-it.html">1/2 marathon.</a> After the relay triathlon my friend Santa said she wanted to do a full sprint tri. She found<a href="http://www.triathlon.ucla.edu/ironbruin/index.php"> one</a> the weekend before her bday and asked me to compete with her. I love that my friends want to go out there and be active.<br />
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I've trained but not 100%. I worked a crazy work month with a lot of OT. But all things considering I know I can and will finish the race. The main thing I am worried about it not know my bike and gears yet. <br />
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Did I forget to mention I got a NEW bike. A <a href="http://www.jamisbikes.com/usa/thebikes/road/ventura/12_venturasport_bk.html">Jamis Venture Sport Road bike</a>. It's the 2012 model so got a killer deal of $525! And I have my loving hubby to thank for it because it was part of my bday gifts. The race entry was also a gift. THANKS BAY!<br />
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At first I really liked the model up from this one and a 2013 model, but Jay had a good point. I am new to the sport, I am not a cyclist so why spend a ton of money on a bike not knowing if I am going to train more after this race. True... very true. I went with reason and ended up with a pretty cool and fast bike none the less. I went on a 11 mile bike ride the next day and was pleased.<br />
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I also got new shoes in the mail yesterday. I had given this running store a second try after having a bad experience with them in the past and they failed miserably!! They got me in the wrong shoes 3 times and I have the blisters to prove it. After the last return I opted out of an exhacnge and I went online with the newest version of my last 3 pairs of running shoes. I don't have time to break them in before the race. Not only because the race is 4 days away but because I have come down with a yucky cold. I am a walking mucus machine. Ick!<br />
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Wish me good luck!Jane Doehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18236128792369365765noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2626196784918762376.post-22481833211654753532013-02-15T20:07:00.002-08:002013-02-27T11:23:56.695-08:00It's the thought that counts?<span style="background-color: white; color: red; font-size: large;">I have had two people in my life that gave me a card in the last year with a promise to do an event/activity with me. One was a graduation gift and another was a bday gift. What is the protocol to cash it in? It's somewhat awkward to say "hey, you know that gift you promised me?"</span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; color: red; font-size: large;">Jay was like "what type of shit is that?... "I want to be able to do that." It made me feel like </span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; color: red; font-size: large;">1.) They didn't have money to buy a gift, so why bring it up now in case that is the real reason</span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; color: red; font-size: large;">2.) They didn't take the time to get a gift so this was a last stitch effort </span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white; color: red; font-size: large;">Isn't this why gift cards/certificate were invented? I mean I am super excited to get my massage/Spa day and trip to Catalina Island, but I guess I am SOL right?</span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white; color: red; font-size: large;">Is there a protocol for asking for the gift or is that tacky? Shouldn't the other person just bring it up??? HELP!</span>Jane Doehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18236128792369365765noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2626196784918762376.post-17997109186526881632013-02-15T20:00:00.002-08:002013-02-27T11:24:18.895-08:00I did it! When I turned 30 I went on a family hike because I wanted to start off my 30's healthy. Two years later and staying active is still the way I like to celebrate my bday.<br />
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I ran 13.1 miles with no training and after working a 12hr graveyard shift. Yay me!! My goal was to do it under 2:30 and barely made it with a finish time of 2:27! <br />
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I was losing steam around mile 8. My legs were cramping up and fatigue had really started to set in. Jay has gone on pack runs around our house so when I saw some one running it reminded me of him and I quickly picked up my speed. My legs felt heavy but I followed this Army ROTC member has he rapidly weaved in and out of groups. I was extremely motivated! I was able to keep up for almost 3 miles. <br />
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But I didn't finish this race without some clear evident of my lack of training and breaking in new running shoes. 3-4 blisters on each foot (gnore my sock fuzz).</div>
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<strong><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">On a brighter note... I decided to run a</span></strong><a href="http://www.runsurfcity.com/"><strong><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"> half marathon</span></strong></a><strong><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"> in 3 weeks. It's totally out of the blue. Kinda. It's one that I have been wanting to do and I think about often. I told myself in November, if it wasn't sold out I would sign up. I didn't sign up. Then I told myself that same thing aftermy 2 pay days. Finally I did sign up after talking to my sister Jess about really wanting to do it. I haven't trained. It's on my bday weekend and if I run that one and another in May, then I get another cool medal because I complete </span></strong><a href="http://www.runsurfcity.com/Beach-Cities-Challenge-s/79.htm"><strong><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">this challenge.</span></strong></a><strong><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"> I know it's ridiculous that I would pay up the wazoo to run, but I guess there are worst things to spend my $ on. Plus, I notice I am happier when I work out. I have been making small goals here and there. My most recent one is to run 8 miles within 60 mins. Yesterday, I came close to my goal and that made me smile.</span></strong> </div>
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Jane Doehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18236128792369365765noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2626196784918762376.post-36062807739921520152013-01-16T21:26:00.001-08:002013-01-16T21:26:53.924-08:00Life after college<span style="color: blue;">
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<span style="color: blue;">I've been bummed lately. I was hoping to find a full-time job with great
benefits right after graduating. I started applying to government agencies a
few months before my last quarter. Unfortunately, for government jobs there are
tons of people who apply and some job postings are open because the agencies
has to run the position even though they might be hiring within. I am getting a
lot of reject letters that the position has been filled, canceled or I was not
selected to move forward. I miss the days when getting an interview was much
easier. I am used to being a shoe in after the interview, but nowadays it feels
impossible to get my foot in the door. <o:p></o:p></span><br />
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<span style="color: blue;">I went to a test a few months for this one position. At the test they said
the anticipated an opening in 6 months, so this test was just to have an eligibility
list ready to go for quicker selection process if the opening occurs. I thought
that was extremely inconsiderate! I had my hopes up high and so did so many
others for a possibility half a year later?<o:p></o:p></span><br />
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<span style="color: blue;">I really, REALLY want to pursue working in a crime lab or investigating
crimes as a forensic technician. If I get into that I want to become an
entomologist. Knowing the insect life cycles and being able to determine time
of death based on insects fascinates me. However, I don't want to jump into
taking a bunch more classes just to end up in a non-related field.<o:p></o:p></span><br />
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<span style="color: blue;">Today I took another test for another position. I walked away feeling
hopeful...<o:p></o:p></span><br />
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</span><br />
<span style="color: blue;">I also went to an interview about 3 weeks ago. I had just finished a graveyard
shift and wasn't feeling my best. I literally was dragging my feet to go
because the bed seemed to be calling my name. I went through and did okay. Surprisingly,
I received a letter that I was going to the next level and was currently ranked
#1. That did boost my spirits which needed much boosting. <o:p></o:p></span><br />
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<span style="color: blue;">I'm now having a regret. I didn't apply for the full-time position at my
work. The reason I didn't apply was because it's a position working for the
State. We are having a huge budget crisis and employees here get a raise every
6-8 years. Two other part-timers were applying and I knew they wanted to work
here and would be here for quite some time. Me on the other hand would be here
for a short period and would be unhappy about my pay. Hindsight, I could've
worked on a second Bachelors or my Master's degree. The state allows for
college tuition assistance in the CSU system. But I wasn't thinking of what is
best for me; instead I was thinking what was best for my co-workers and
employer. *shoot me*<o:p></o:p></span><br />
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<span style="color: blue;">Nothing I can do about it now. Only think "well it wasn't meant to
be!" Another door will open.<o:p></o:p></span><br />
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It was cold, early and raining, but the excitement was in the air. It was our <a href="http://www.newportbeachtriathlon.com/#/results::1354194910026">first triathlon</a>. Seriously it was the best feeling to be a part of this team. We cheered each other on and shared funny and inspiring stories as we waited for each other.<br />
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<strong><span style="color: blue;"><em>Another great run in the books. Personal record this race 2:11!</em></span></strong></div>
<br />Jane Doehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18236128792369365765noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2626196784918762376.post-40376756071711390952012-09-29T22:30:00.000-07:002012-09-29T22:30:43.129-07:00Run thru my alma materI stayed around campus after work today waiting for a co-worker to arrive so we could go for a run. The goal was to run this 5K route so I can see what I am in for on an upcoming race. The race honors a student who was fatally hit by a car on campus. His family created this race in his honor and to provide scholarships to students as well. <br />
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I know it's silly, but I literally had this fear of running this particular hill at my alma mater. I think I have too many memories of walking from class to my car which is at the top of this hill and being out of breath from just walking! The race takes you from the BOTTOM of this hill and I wanted to conquer it before race day. <br />
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My co-worker and her cousin ran the route and I ran the hill in it's entirety, then ran down to where my co-worker was and ran it up with her. Then, together we ran down and gave much encouragement to her cousin and ran up this hill with her. I conquered this hill and ran the steepest part THREE times! I'm feeling pretty good about this.<br />
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The rest of the run was beautiful as we ran the back roads, thru campus and along horses. I have to add, at times the horses would run up to us thinking we had food and then continue to run along side us. Definitely a run I want to do more often. Why didn't I ever take advantage of this while I was going to school there?Jane Doehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18236128792369365765noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2626196784918762376.post-81739931415656910602012-09-29T22:19:00.001-07:002012-09-29T22:31:07.475-07:00Twitterpated<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><strong><em>Life has been on the right path for some time now. It feels great to be happy. I have an awesome husband who cracks me up, understands me and super supportive in so many ways. I was just going through memory land and thought "wow, I am lucky!" I find myself having this internal dialog a lot lately and especially about my husband. I want to remember this feeling and not let it go. I don't want to be one of those people that constantly talks about how it used to be. So here's to us and always remembering the love that brought us together and the love that makes us a strong couple!</em></strong></span>Jane Doehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18236128792369365765noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2626196784918762376.post-10275395466152654902012-09-12T21:02:00.002-07:002012-09-29T22:31:23.660-07:00ShoesMy sister describes friends as shoes. "Some are stilettos" and while they are fun you can only have them on for a little bit and then have to put them back in the closet. Others are a comfy pair of sneakers or slippers and you can have all the time. Then there are those that are your favorite pair. The ones you will never give away and are made of the best quality. Every shoe has a purpose.<br />
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It made me think of some of my friends and the surprises they have given me. <br />
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I was mentioning to my niece and sister last night that I wish I had more friends like me. What I meant by that is someone who will drive to see me and who is reliable (I can do without the anal part haha). If I hear a friend say they want to do something or dream about some thing, I want to be a part of it. I'll normally look up the event or activity and get the ball going. I rarely cancel. I drive to many of my friends house because they think I live in another country. I guess I just want people to also go out of their way too.<br />
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The other day my friend Debbie called. I was coming back from Laguna Hills from a training and she had asked me to go have dinner with her. Honestly, I didn't feel like driving back to the O.C. and then she offered to drive up to my area. When I told her I was shocked that she would go out of her way to drive to see me and I explained that I generally have to drive to see my friends she said it was B.S. and friendship goes both ways. It made me feel special and understood. <br />
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The conversation with my sister and niece ended with laughter as we started thinking about the nerdy talks a twin me and I would have. Jane Doehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18236128792369365765noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2626196784918762376.post-12320145639177923642012-08-31T09:11:00.000-07:002013-04-07T09:13:01.473-07:00say cheese... family photo time<br />
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<br />Jane Doehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18236128792369365765noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2626196784918762376.post-30539600061867749052012-04-21T17:49:00.010-07:002012-04-21T18:37:30.839-07:00Never ending battleIt's the story of my life, gain weight and then lose it. I've been noticing my eating habits and I noticed two things. <br />#1 There are times when I eat healthy food but go WAY over my caloric range. Just because it's healthy, doesn't mean I can eat all I want.<br />#2 I eat WAY too much and am an emotional eater. I eat when I'm happy, sad, bored, pissed, etc, etc.. You get my point. I can do some damage quickly. <br /><br />In the last month or two I hit this weird period where I was eating like crazy. And then I would be at work where temptation is around the corner...LITERALLY!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGykAGVrRzTP9LKe8jFt9SR0QpeLasSnLSz_0q72qh-wWcLCUy3hiYnR70eyQ6H4CRp512RkNEvyhxJJAzJ2JYqkTf3oqGYYfnDqlWdWfWqoC3rF6XxnAYPqyMdZApQphz1iwHMPHj6lQC/s1600/Store.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5734021743220134338" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGykAGVrRzTP9LKe8jFt9SR0QpeLasSnLSz_0q72qh-wWcLCUy3hiYnR70eyQ6H4CRp512RkNEvyhxJJAzJ2JYqkTf3oqGYYfnDqlWdWfWqoC3rF6XxnAYPqyMdZApQphz1iwHMPHj6lQC/s320/Store.jpg" /></a> My boss's "store" where during a graveyard shift can scream my name.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjiqSGcOoZsebYAAXcTNRmR7L9a0zH9YYaFhHcraCClnVUsAvsyr7YUChNjZ6IcGZvOS8AVPNWSifzeFvIkXGZNb3zdwOOTWiEkHVCmv7kJ9Lc5JMxvFI-8sElJ-OJkSuZSFJXGjrRaNqRU/s1600/Pastries.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5734021657754236418" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjiqSGcOoZsebYAAXcTNRmR7L9a0zH9YYaFhHcraCClnVUsAvsyr7YUChNjZ6IcGZvOS8AVPNWSifzeFvIkXGZNb3zdwOOTWiEkHVCmv7kJ9Lc5JMxvFI-8sElJ-OJkSuZSFJXGjrRaNqRU/s320/Pastries.jpg" /></a> And he sells these danish pastries. I like the middle of the berry ones.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpFCHCq4gdlm6UwTtrCb4YTI_WGrjs3EGohOkLnneIzfHEvqSGg5hj-TBop6vw5u0JxLqT53x9vY4fVLOfdhs5jhXA-QjuYJXIVnadTZFWFmbevC2LHRWmunqs5AW-FH7UfzDdnglXo9x_/s1600/IC.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5734021615393857426" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpFCHCq4gdlm6UwTtrCb4YTI_WGrjs3EGohOkLnneIzfHEvqSGg5hj-TBop6vw5u0JxLqT53x9vY4fVLOfdhs5jhXA-QjuYJXIVnadTZFWFmbevC2LHRWmunqs5AW-FH7UfzDdnglXo9x_/s320/IC.jpg" /></a> Finally my WEAKNESS...ice cream! It can be tough just being at work especially if my will isn't strong.</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>So finally I got a hold of myself. I was tired of my pants feeling tight, feeling guilty, my stomach shaking when I walk or the fact that I would sometimes hide my food/snacks. Really Vanessa, really??? I have the fat girl inside me that was starting to show herself, so decided to be proactive. I went through my folders and found a meal plan that speeds up your metabolism. I thought I would do that for 3 weeks to get me started.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjendqCLR5hG9ZEByxolfIBXwv_UiBtnBxOpaCUT7YMReJjdywOzUedDlyreeAeluGZ76f_dOzfEz3vlWTCyIi7DBqyh7_RQVT8vpdjJ8TqAnN5InasZWzxCOzxXcu8v9lbhIc9b7wFG7j2/s1600/wk1.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5734021531238580898" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjendqCLR5hG9ZEByxolfIBXwv_UiBtnBxOpaCUT7YMReJjdywOzUedDlyreeAeluGZ76f_dOzfEz3vlWTCyIi7DBqyh7_RQVT8vpdjJ8TqAnN5InasZWzxCOzxXcu8v9lbhIc9b7wFG7j2/s320/wk1.jpg" /></a> <br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKjPpcrUPnjuhE-aJQcwBlwcURWJEEf8JQLaI15ZkixrGmPNnC8wZCgQRcOo0o6ZfHmx0EzR0pmhsNMTTig31lwUzcbqSM040UOMKGuC_xHEMOWxq01RJ6j56WMXpcDhAQHLWtnFSajbZJ/s1600/wk2.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5734021490234941378" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKjPpcrUPnjuhE-aJQcwBlwcURWJEEf8JQLaI15ZkixrGmPNnC8wZCgQRcOo0o6ZfHmx0EzR0pmhsNMTTig31lwUzcbqSM040UOMKGuC_xHEMOWxq01RJ6j56WMXpcDhAQHLWtnFSajbZJ/s320/wk2.jpg" /></a> <br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWwemJX9l7mdfS4jxEzwY0GGzCQPvRfRBc0XBZlwChNn3KAoS1vvnHiK0J7ZxCglENOpQOkw8qe53kxIaeSLyAXqtU-kBz3m1DS89hMkDIW2uYoSahpvy-tujvnufcqvQwYomCzR21f3oU/s1600/wk3.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5734021449568145746" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWwemJX9l7mdfS4jxEzwY0GGzCQPvRfRBc0XBZlwChNn3KAoS1vvnHiK0J7ZxCglENOpQOkw8qe53kxIaeSLyAXqtU-kBz3m1DS89hMkDIW2uYoSahpvy-tujvnufcqvQwYomCzR21f3oU/s320/wk3.jpg" /></a></div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhw9M3naeeqZRpF0cptcebvHFZOaN5by4gVFf9Lc8jxdZlvN9u7c9geJpV7VI5Hj9zpiQnJrOgE1eetoE_dP-JyLUS_aSq_k66K8hImQZzsv-LjUby6CKJy2-RtsC2X6SDIkPemyYW4xpXl/s1600/snacks.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5734021405370708978" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhw9M3naeeqZRpF0cptcebvHFZOaN5by4gVFf9Lc8jxdZlvN9u7c9geJpV7VI5Hj9zpiQnJrOgE1eetoE_dP-JyLUS_aSq_k66K8hImQZzsv-LjUby6CKJy2-RtsC2X6SDIkPemyYW4xpXl/s320/snacks.jpg" /></a> But with that being said the day before my 3 week meal plan was supposed to start I had a moment of weakness... 2 helpings of ice cream and yogurt.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAxNPjgBqiFCi4c_FLAkdspz_Q-iasoWt9R_9jxC9zIvebXcl_bnRojni8wt_8R-9_VS4eX_uixAMk5PjYBT4tjSxlJQ9ug1Akpw_h4plfNz2NEYpn8O-OK3HSK-wU8JMmxqeI1O38BxG2/s1600/Evide.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5734021235246644914" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAxNPjgBqiFCi4c_FLAkdspz_Q-iasoWt9R_9jxC9zIvebXcl_bnRojni8wt_8R-9_VS4eX_uixAMk5PjYBT4tjSxlJQ9ug1Akpw_h4plfNz2NEYpn8O-OK3HSK-wU8JMmxqeI1O38BxG2/s320/Evide.jpg" /></a> and then silly me took a picture of it and Jay saw it. I was showing him a picture of some cool Costa <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error">Rican</span> frogs from class and this was the picture next to it. He was like "WAIT what is THAT??? Go back!"</div><br /><div>*head down in shame and cheeks bright RED!*</div><br /><div>But I'm a 1 1/2 weeks into the meal plans... half way point and seeing results. Let the lbs shedding continue.</div></div></div></div></div>Jane Doehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18236128792369365765noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2626196784918762376.post-82396768236256556862012-04-09T13:52:00.005-07:002012-04-09T14:07:50.696-07:00Greetings Banana!Being a homeowner is a wonderful feeling. Jay and I have been busy but we have a "to do list" and a "want list." We decided to hold off remodeling the kitchen until after he graduates the academy. We hear horror stories of being out of a kitchen for months, so that is something we can't afford right now. We agreed that we are going to remodel the master bath soon. We just have to find time in our crazy schedule to pick out style of tiles, toilet, sink and cabinet. Not to mention to call the guy for a quote. Abel did great and inexpensive work at Santa's place, so we are hoping to get a deal too.<br /><br />In the meantime, I finally got to a minor project that I've been wanting to do for a long time. The two times I made plans to garden it rained. In fact, it rained when I bought the plants too, but I didn't care. I just had to buy them and wait for a weekend to plant them.<br /><br />This is the BEFORE! I know... the weeds had gotten out of hand. The previous owner had a mastiff and I guess he dug up holes everywhere, so they put rocks in the holes. I found that out when I was digging the holes for the new plants.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWeCk8YDB7sMxatguxW5PjJTaNyH8e50iUvmY_MwtaFYfxn3WlztU6d_1m_31bqCVAavgf78fO2kAYX9LqVhnRec5JwcbX-_thyphenhyphen5waTxoDo0NzHnMSXaJgxMfPtAPtIHqRTMEDU6vxWcZ6/s1600/Before.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5729507059877141986" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWeCk8YDB7sMxatguxW5PjJTaNyH8e50iUvmY_MwtaFYfxn3WlztU6d_1m_31bqCVAavgf78fO2kAYX9LqVhnRec5JwcbX-_thyphenhyphen5waTxoDo0NzHnMSXaJgxMfPtAPtIHqRTMEDU6vxWcZ6/s320/Before.jpg" /></a> The dirt was a mixture of clay, sand and dark, black, anoxic soil. I added fertilizer and spaced out the plants. We have 3 calla lilies and 3 Iceberg roses alternatively placed.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh50ma5vLvUmF9W5-NXicwYNtuRO8kjvhX0lqSGaUVj9a8KHwOk-4nlwKoirHVW5b1qADeopfDCg43dv4jCOQeB6En_xEkQNqBSpTFWcpQUiBB55OvPM6nA-sKneCqaR7KZ7g1vaRKPmTRh/s1600/Visitor.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5729507013330326898" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh50ma5vLvUmF9W5-NXicwYNtuRO8kjvhX0lqSGaUVj9a8KHwOk-4nlwKoirHVW5b1qADeopfDCg43dv4jCOQeB6En_xEkQNqBSpTFWcpQUiBB55OvPM6nA-sKneCqaR7KZ7g1vaRKPmTRh/s320/Visitor.jpg" /></a> And while I was gardening Banana was super intrigued with everything I was doing. If I was packing the soil, he would come and investigated. I'm not sure who he belongs to, but it was super cute and made me miss Angelina and Maxwell! Maybe instead of a dog (or 2), I will ask for cats. The only problem I see is there claws that scratch stuff and the kitty litter smell.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8qgJJZRxryVfLGWJzOt7RPUtAh2ciCcZI4Exocwa0XN0Jz6QTxB4ZtgjvVH-V5VkFys55dHtZRBD_7Ts7PHM2e-njpcqwzaR4zf6xhY2BioCWRFf3m8Y-2rWy9T50gFY6XhiC7vx2m7WQ/s1600/After.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5729506956926062098" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8qgJJZRxryVfLGWJzOt7RPUtAh2ciCcZI4Exocwa0XN0Jz6QTxB4ZtgjvVH-V5VkFys55dHtZRBD_7Ts7PHM2e-njpcqwzaR4zf6xhY2BioCWRFf3m8Y-2rWy9T50gFY6XhiC7vx2m7WQ/s320/After.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqlir__gDEZbDS3HYQVD038KFyvN1hLF-KkwrrkDQpkar_-Mc5Isa1sbALJq3WHSOrnBehD6jBQ3ASnNkG-Uyrg41qxmtpXbq7mTDxLp0cOquSjEGC4m5Om5DrGMQB32Bi5MdRrytJT7Ct/s1600/After1.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5729506891653023170" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqlir__gDEZbDS3HYQVD038KFyvN1hLF-KkwrrkDQpkar_-Mc5Isa1sbALJq3WHSOrnBehD6jBQ3ASnNkG-Uyrg41qxmtpXbq7mTDxLp0cOquSjEGC4m5Om5DrGMQB32Bi5MdRrytJT7Ct/s320/After1.jpg" /></a> Voila... I'm done plants and evening out the soil. I placed bricks/rocks on the roses to help the plants not lean over. Once they settle in and I know they will survive, I will place little, tiny rocks.</div></div></div>Jane Doehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18236128792369365765noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2626196784918762376.post-27054053340228374452012-03-26T11:10:00.004-07:002012-03-26T11:43:42.180-07:00Family bondsSpring break started with a hiccup, but of course sister love is something magical. It makes you get over stuff or at least see past it to enjoy each other's company. I know I was pissed that my sister cancelled my Colorado trip, but we talked about it. I am trying to not hold things in and talk about it sooner rather than later. Normally, I stay pissed and people just know that I am pissed and to stay away. I take FOREVER to talk about it. I know that's not healthy and with Jay's help am working on my communication skills.<br /><br />My sis and I talked about the big elephant in the room, made up and then made plans to hang out. I was going to stop by after Olivia's birthday party. The party was a small get together with family and I'm an honorary family member!! We met at Chuck E. Cheese where kids ran around with excitement and fist full of tokens and raffle tickets.<br /><br />Santa's newborn slept through all the craziness and we were able to catch up on each other's lives. She made homemade cupcakes that were DELICOUS! They even had Mini Mouse fondue ears and a bow. Too cute!<br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5724270863207192802" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9Ro26E5vEgMn-axmqA3_2vSB7zHiI8K1H-0CWrEJVna5TUqRnXHD5KmSrmjLTYc4PDz1IKtzsnGdhRGUlQ9pmm_24wvlEWZFa7Re7utiLxCRbeKOp1QP71lpWanyaI6QVZLmaPy7UxAFJ/s320/IMG_4055.jpg" /><br />My goddaughter couldn't get enough of them... but she was a good sport to stop and take a picture.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5pxgAU0isSBh1WGj1cgM6oP0LgZhOhKW8faUVe_UjjO5VkkTh_Rom2OCoWoFlneQWGroExptBx6aVdLz1XfUBDfUlnRYePL_d8Kry7Sr1GTyl589Lf3OPCO2SZVQ4pYYmfkEm3-qLcwbv/s1600/IMG_9346.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5724270962774106306" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5pxgAU0isSBh1WGj1cgM6oP0LgZhOhKW8faUVe_UjjO5VkkTh_Rom2OCoWoFlneQWGroExptBx6aVdLz1XfUBDfUlnRYePL_d8Kry7Sr1GTyl589Lf3OPCO2SZVQ4pYYmfkEm3-qLcwbv/s320/IMG_9346.jpg" /></a> It was hilarious that her younger sister wanted nothing to do with her b-day crown that Chuck E. Cheese gave her. Naturally, Madison took it. It felt great that when it came to present time and Madison was sad that the gifts were not for her, that her godparents had a gift for her. Her eyes lit up and said in the most adorable voice "*sniff* this is for me????* She held her Little Mermaid doll up and then hugged it. The only thing I remember about my godparents was that they always had presents for me and my sisters. As a kid that means so much, so I learned from them and made sure to bring a gift for Maddy!<br /><br />The rest of my spring break I spent visiting my sisters and friends. My favorite sister time was when we all went walking on a horse trail that we frequented when we were little. We rotated talking to each other and sharing stories. The weather has been so beautiful lately, so we didn't need to bundle up. There's a part on the trail that the eucalyptus trees smell so fresh and crisp. It brought back so many good memories.<br /><br />Karla and I also made a trip to my school. She is thinking about joining their fashion design college... I know it's just an idea, but hey that would bring her back to Cali!<br /><br />As my spring break came to an end I worked a graveyard shift. My mom called and said she wanted to bring me some food. It was late and I was sure places were closed, but took her up on the offer for coffee. I was working until 0600 and could sure use the caffeine. She got to my work around 1130p. She was amazed by all the monitors I have to keep track of and the radio transmission I could understand. We laughed about how we could say so much with just a few codes. She said for a while and we watched some TV. It was nice for her to see me working and to stop by. She said she's a night owl, so would be up anyways, so why not visit her daughter. I felt special! It was a nice treat to my work night.<br /><br /><br /><div>So now here I am, starting my last quarter at school. Class starts at 1PM. I'm feeling pumped and ready to attack this quarter. I'm taking biology of cancer, botany (with a lab), physic (last of the series with a lab), cell and molecular biology, and some bio class that I am not really sure what it entails.</div>Jane Doehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18236128792369365765noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2626196784918762376.post-48969761518018795782012-03-17T09:53:00.006-07:002012-03-17T10:30:00.565-07:00She threw me a curve ball and blamed it on lifeIt's amazing when you talk to people and what they say about you. I'm just being me and it's surprising how much it means to people or how nice it feels when it's put into words. And anyone who knows me, know that I love my family. I try to be there for them as much as possible and in the smallest or largest way.<br /><br />With my sister Karla that comes with calls, letters and the occasional visit. She has moved around quite a bit because secretly you know that she wants to be in California with her family, but is torn because her husband hates it here and is happier in Colorado. My sister is emotional and a <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error">pleaser</span>. I see her struggle with trying to do what she wants to do and with what she feels obligated to do. Ever since her son passed away gosh I want to say 5-6 years ago, it has gotten worst. Of course, everyone went to visit her when Baby Henry passed away, but only then. Besides her in-laws and myself, no one visits other than that time. Karla always tells us to visit her not just when something traumatic happens. I have made it a point to try to visit at least once a year. Not only to visit, but to keep our bond alive. I know it must be hard to live so far away from family and be constraints to only certain visit when time, vacation accrual and money permits.<br /><br />Yesterday mark the last day of my winter <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error">qtr</span> at school. I was supposed to hop on a plane and visit my sister. However, last weekend her high school friend over dosed and passed away and mid week she got a call that the funeral would be this coming Saturday. That would be during the time of my trip to see her. At first my sister wasn't going to come to California because she would just be putting it on credit card, plus I was already set to be in Colorado. She told me that we could remember Lisa by living life and fed me some bull shit because the next day she said she was crying all night and she just feels it in her heart to be here. Really?<br /><br />Now, I am not one to judge how someone morns, why some deaths hit you harder than others, etc. But hello, I am ALIVE... I am your SISTER... I am visiting you just like you beg the rest of our family! If I die tomorrow, a week from now, a month from now, heck probably a year from now (*knock on wood that I don't!*), I am sure she would have regretted her decision and seen the value of spending quality time with someone when they are alive verses choosing someone who passed.<br /><br />It's not like I make tons of money either that I can eat the cost of my ticket and just buy another anytime. To change my ticket it was going to cost $150, plus the cost of the new ticket. WHAT?And I think what hurts the most is this. In December Jay and I got married. We had mentioned to family that we wanted to get married by the end of the year, but it wasn't set in stone until a week or two before the date in which it occurred. However, my sister didn't jump on a plane and come visit. Heck, I know she spends a lot going to all her other friends weddings and yes sometimes puts it on a credit card. Not that I am expecting it, but it is the truth. Her Cali ticket <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error">must've</span> cost around $500, she said she was paying me back for my ticket, so that's another $200. Once you add spending money it will be close to a grand to go to this funeral, yet she couldn't come to my wedding which had similar circumstances: had special value, was somewhat last minute and would've cost around the same or less. Although I wouldn't want her to have done all that for our wedding, I am just comparing the two.<br /><br />In addition, during this passed week she was venting to me that her in-laws planned a trip to visit her in June and arrive the same day as my graduation. She didn't know what to do and was upset. REALLY??? AGAIN?!?! These are your in-laws... I am sure my brother-in-law can entertain HIS parents for one day. Missing the day the arrive isn't THAT big of a deal. I felt like shit. I get it... I really get it... My life events are a DAMN obligation for her. Then don't bother... really... I want people around me that WANT to be there. Plain and simple. If it's more important to be there when the in-laws arrive, then fine. Don't vent to be about it, just be straight forward a "hey Vanessa, I can't be at your graduation" would be fine. I don't need to know the details. The ceremony will happen either way, I will walk across that stage and I will still be happy!<br /><br />Unfortunately, my sister is also someone who wants to lick her wounds. She blamed this whole situation on God, got upset at her husband and at me. Then, she started to lick my wounds. I told her once we got off the phone to not bring it up. I didn't want to hear "I'm sorry!" a billion times. It only brings it up and makes me upset. HOWEVER, she didn't get the message and STILL text me super late at night, called me a few times saying exactly that. She said she was boarding the plane and it <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error">should've</span> been me. That life throws us curve balls and we have to make the best of it. Sure that's easy to say when you're the one throwing them.Jane Doehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18236128792369365765noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2626196784918762376.post-28006198562422054372012-03-09T13:32:00.004-08:002012-03-09T13:39:00.745-08:00I guess it's what I signed up forI'm in there. The tunnel and I think I see a light in the not too distant future. Almost 3 years ago I started on this journey to earn my B.S. and I am FINALLY going to get that piece of paper!! This quarter I am taking 22 units of science courses. Yes, 22 units! It has been my hardest quarter yet. Not because of the unit load, but because my teachers have been giving so much work. Seriously, finals are next week and I had 6 quizzes, 2 formal lab reports, and 5 lab write ups due THIS week alone. Next week (yes, that would be during finals week!) I have 3 quizzes due. Who gives quizzes the week of finals week? It has been ridiculous keeping up with all the quizzes (sometimes 2 for 1 class within the same week), homework, papers, lab writes up, presentation, etc. To celebrate the end of this quarter, I am going to visit my sister in Colorado during Spring break. Can't wait!Jane Doehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18236128792369365765noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2626196784918762376.post-41372186923407716552012-03-06T13:07:00.000-08:002012-03-09T13:31:46.595-08:00Babies and sweatingSince late last year to now, I have had 3 friends and 1 co-worker gave birth to a baby, another co-worker is pregnant and my sister is trying to get pregnant. It's crazy how they are all so close together and all different stories. Of course, everyone keeps asking when I plan on having children and for right now I enjoy the quiet time that Jay and I get to share and sleeping in. It is not our time yet to have a little one. However, they are such a joy to VISIT!<br /><br />Well, the great news about one of my friends giving birth is that I have my old work out buddy back. We have worked out the last two weeks and it has been the motivation I have been missing! She lives at the top of a very steep hill. Prior to her pregnancy, when coming home from work she used to have her husband drop her off at the bottom of the hill and run home. I told her I not only want to see her be able to do it again, but I want to conquer that hill too! It used to take her 10 mins. Can you imagine running up hill for 10 mins?!?! I am in awe of her accomplishment! We have been running a small portion of the hill three times and doing some regular boot camp/calisthenics exercises afterwards. Soon we will be running that hill as a warm up :)<br /><br />After our first workout, she asked if I want to come over to meet little baby Bruce. Of course I did! I normally let the moms know right away that I am ready to meet the baby when there are ready for house guest... so I was excited that I got to meet him so soon. He was such a good baby and a joy to hold. His 2 older brothers wanted to play with him, but not so rough we kept having to say. Made me think of my little sister who wants 5 boys! She will have her hands full.<br /><br />The next day I got to meet Santa's little boy, Carlitos. He is about a month younger then lil Bruce and it's amazing the size difference. He laid there peacefully and I was impressed by how both my friends were balacing 2 toddlers/young kids and a newborn. They seemed so happy and peaceful. The most precious thing about these two newborns is that both are named after very special men who passed away within a few months of them being born. It a special honor to be named after great men... I am sure their births have helped the families' wounds heal a little bit.Jane Doehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18236128792369365765noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2626196784918762376.post-23125273722547173372011-12-28T07:45:00.001-08:002011-12-28T08:43:35.469-08:00Our BIG DAY... when two became one!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFMwvHMwO9B9ffCLI_zH812SUSqt-eYCXioIP21gKOmiSDTNEcUzqdJEhmCX98I0WcbCjHfN65oYG0pGBfUo_bq0gupwd62vprC3CQFbjd5iXOCnjQ6LLm0ECnhq-hIRybyjNp6Jf0nwlE/s1600/All+cuz+of+her.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691210563319744178" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFMwvHMwO9B9ffCLI_zH812SUSqt-eYCXioIP21gKOmiSDTNEcUzqdJEhmCX98I0WcbCjHfN65oYG0pGBfUo_bq0gupwd62vprC3CQFbjd5iXOCnjQ6LLm0ECnhq-hIRybyjNp6Jf0nwlE/s320/All+cuz+of+her.JPG" /></a> First of all, many thanks to this wonderful lady. Without Santa, this day would have NEVER happened. She is the one that introduced Jay and I and I owe her big time for introducing such a great, handsome, loving and wonderful man into my life.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbG81Ddx0S3267ZtIYBOXPHbcOgT1x0LpVD2Z9tfr-zjZscyH5186Ki9NCzJ1S2XDM04Ofx5wmDkIGuMc645oKFMBiCPHWC2vO9zKIetUbRe6dJOpE_0VZMSDfvJaSXeYqaBhbpaTgqCZi/s1600/Me.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691210299340651474" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbG81Ddx0S3267ZtIYBOXPHbcOgT1x0LpVD2Z9tfr-zjZscyH5186Ki9NCzJ1S2XDM04Ofx5wmDkIGuMc645oKFMBiCPHWC2vO9zKIetUbRe6dJOpE_0VZMSDfvJaSXeYqaBhbpaTgqCZi/s320/Me.jpg" /></a>My sister was my official photographer (and videographer... and maid-of-honor). She wore many hats this day and I am so fortunate to have her in my life!<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCZn4VZoYA6ts6cYngi3I7lWiRsmJdKigkBTynI7-J8K8TKlXu_3sOnImwl8z9lEpl46OCuC97kCCSNZczgqKo1ZNLHiFIGajLDzBkPhhb9b8QF-qq5EcA56iTUxHCzaJ-jhqfLGcVxyYm/s1600/Bride.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691210203041846882" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCZn4VZoYA6ts6cYngi3I7lWiRsmJdKigkBTynI7-J8K8TKlXu_3sOnImwl8z9lEpl46OCuC97kCCSNZczgqKo1ZNLHiFIGajLDzBkPhhb9b8QF-qq5EcA56iTUxHCzaJ-jhqfLGcVxyYm/s320/Bride.jpg" /></a><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691210115898797650" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCYMPHGbdZ0sj_rQWyXjDRkekZfM9y7PZ3I1B3uttoCrsthUIvoX-EgfSrADJkWNzvzTACMGriFN2SMruijQGkd2XQbmWYAKwi-YXs6kr52HJlHitVsh-nBE-TjUwMdOxZgAr5M28yuPg3/s320/Special+bouquet.JPG" />I put together my own bouquet and the day before got 3 roses from my Dad's garden to include in it. There is a red, yellow and white rose. I remember when I lived with him he used to leave me a freshly made juice and a few roses at my bedroom door. Since he is no longer with us, I wanted to included him some how.<img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691209656033980226" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9rN71mCGL4Lx5AOvykD59DLU6BtOnkPMaDpfWYakyJ_TaY5VeyeSTAMUgFHNWUnz3O4DOe_yNnX-o1orjv7FBys38MDNzOaRLnkiwFWjFH_HFmU6ZnraTT1UgYklIvZYDuxBFLRr3hp9f/s320/Signing+away.JPG" /></div><br /><div>Our wedding was non-traditional. Jay and I drove together. Here we are taking care of all the legal stuff.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3gakuLry0Gc4QVk1k27wbD2KnyLg-N-WbAUQ-1ldoINKisxed5tbVnZ1Ni6WB_Tf_Wv2kz2qiFIHEja4EIG6TyKxpYt2Nu4uaFjhp9EWmCjEd2gQzeNUG02ysvxPNX0nTaXBlfFeN3crw/s1600/Mom+and+I.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691210027585917794" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3gakuLry0Gc4QVk1k27wbD2KnyLg-N-WbAUQ-1ldoINKisxed5tbVnZ1Ni6WB_Tf_Wv2kz2qiFIHEja4EIG6TyKxpYt2Nu4uaFjhp9EWmCjEd2gQzeNUG02ysvxPNX0nTaXBlfFeN3crw/s320/Mom+and+I.jpg" /></a>When I got to the <a href="http://www.civil-weddings.com/">wedding location</a> and was going over the details with the minister, I asked if my Mom could walk me down the aisle. His response "don't you have a dad?" Me: "No, he passed away." Minister: "don't you have a brother?" Me: "My mom WILL be walking me down the aisle!" She was squeezing me so tightly. We laughed about it and she said she was excited. I was so happy that I felt myself tearing up. She was also very happy with the dress I was wearing. You see, we had gone wedding dress shopping together and she hand picked this dress.</div><br /><br /><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691209740882522434" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEia9zuecs-p0eOK1WgnsCafCQweTrg4Et4uRpm_WCW45XkHS27ubUWQcPary68IGLu2g48XnrVV4O-I4C2-gLdhK9GIoTD8oByhtXYUrtehW0801TA9s8rc538T9QBrioOAGwhn04jhMgfZ/s320/Blessing+of+the+rings.JPG" /> The minister asked if we were religious and we didn't know what to say. We think of ourselves as more spiritual and I thought "isn't this something you ask BEFORE the ceremony?" He then saw our looks and said "do you believe in God?" We answered yes and wondered where he was going with this. He then asked if someone in the audience wanted to bless our rings. Naturally, we called up my Mom who is an ordained minister.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwqlYQfQ2mmTZUJ0KjywGoDC8fh4S6hFn2ZfG_lML-k8e2j22mR9hF3uNamksGSd7Ewpx6mULIZyatc6Yf45jBb4LsvE94ZrK2VwAJUpgLXAOrWqjWTV88toX0yo2_RqwT1CQjXJZjbTP2/s1600/Us.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691209358789199426" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwqlYQfQ2mmTZUJ0KjywGoDC8fh4S6hFn2ZfG_lML-k8e2j22mR9hF3uNamksGSd7Ewpx6mULIZyatc6Yf45jBb4LsvE94ZrK2VwAJUpgLXAOrWqjWTV88toX0yo2_RqwT1CQjXJZjbTP2/s320/Us.JPG" /></a>I just love this picture! It captures our wedding ceremony... we were having such a good time!<br /><br /><div></div><br /><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691209115892710914" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEib4egfao1Ynewet8KiM8UOnKfxxnFRVZB7HTotYObfgUz5xg8xThN4-MliWRd_ix7aYYA8nKjn6KTHytAIUNA5ahnJDcPikolBUyFW13ednSut2Wy1BmbjUqe8rJ1AR7IfIfJao_bgK1nx/s320/Best+man+speech.JPG" />So out of nowhere... the minister asked since we were a small group if people would like to congratulate us. We were like what??? No pressure! He asked if we had a Best Man and if he could say a few words. Jay and I had not planned on having any brides-maids, best men, flower girl, etc until our full blown wedding, but I guess things were about change. One of Jay's best friends was appointed as Best Man and he said some really nice words.</div><br /><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691208917930089394" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4ZdeyIVdJuOVSAswOGwETir3DnLMgyDvlDRdEeZEMWTT3P2vM1EML4c6MckvTFGY9Aa-rFHa_XsPJtWwtMAGDR9lFfs1JIm3WvuQIU2KBLPJqVy9-GOVeOzD-FDFqOlCyNuW5UPXw72oX/s320/Maid+of+honor+speech.JPG" />Next the minister asked who my Maid-of-Honor was and without a doubt it was my little sister and best friend Jessica. She to said some special words and the ceremony continued with words about love, marriage and our vows.</div><br /><div align="center"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691209231753258146" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAIXbhdIesXDqzHDRKJHLML7X6n8ThkXXzBcukjJWAs1jJBuqJWtAlXbDPNYFhdr3OzuWzJh508chxRTHHbjY3fS3piy2WMKF-gy5DUvVcyQwRQySEWUVo6u0AeIgM7rkWp9SNMKHJVajY/s320/Sealed+with+a+kiss.JPG" /> And we sealed it with a kiss!!<br /><br /><div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTAhZQA3haFXWdMumNzi9BRNRzSk-1PZS3tEwCRPhxajS5t0eVcgxeq4bn3Tc6W-SEeD9vfaV0ZXvZaQNWc4gpZBlVR-SNxVuf3VDDn4GhGb-XUH8XD5LRTFzse2a_Kfxkwb2_Plj0gUy-/s1600/Mr.+%2526+Mrs.+Johnson.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691208816169667410" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTAhZQA3haFXWdMumNzi9BRNRzSk-1PZS3tEwCRPhxajS5t0eVcgxeq4bn3Tc6W-SEeD9vfaV0ZXvZaQNWc4gpZBlVR-SNxVuf3VDDn4GhGb-XUH8XD5LRTFzse2a_Kfxkwb2_Plj0gUy-/s320/Mr.+%2526+Mrs.+Johnson.JPG" /></a> Tah Dah... the moment has arrived... Mr. & Mrs.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdPl5EiI_d1mjFI1w14VhtNi0nuMipHvWgyOVvc6LypZ3PwkVKa5B-vm00EEGUt4SioHKf70yOve-XesrTmmXHL_yEN83S7tr05mlrtEpAT8OtpN0nBeOmnPbLtNp4ymTgbXJRi0LLoHQq/s1600/girls.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691208081397911394" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdPl5EiI_d1mjFI1w14VhtNi0nuMipHvWgyOVvc6LypZ3PwkVKa5B-vm00EEGUt4SioHKf70yOve-XesrTmmXHL_yEN83S7tr05mlrtEpAT8OtpN0nBeOmnPbLtNp4ymTgbXJRi0LLoHQq/s320/girls.JPG" /></a> The girls in my family minus my sister in who lives in Colorado. I think the minister was hitting on my Mom though... he said she was a model!<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbiLX_fZiLyj5ahQNsup0fSBALSpZqY8pKf_rQRueKH5nT4hrqvnEDthAA3irICVjObq0avWqqzLTvmC4uUOoz327a9XiVNW1eQ_jN4VgfiGS4e-frPCw4_su6qQOWaKaLCk93C8-3ur4y/s1600/Archie+and+Jay.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691207907624487506" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbiLX_fZiLyj5ahQNsup0fSBALSpZqY8pKf_rQRueKH5nT4hrqvnEDthAA3irICVjObq0avWqqzLTvmC4uUOoz327a9XiVNW1eQ_jN4VgfiGS4e-frPCw4_su6qQOWaKaLCk93C8-3ur4y/s320/Archie+and+Jay.JPG" /></a> Jay and Archie<br /><br /><div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEieSM13tqm4eruEtmJqskzyWTUO3UAnZopAmjgRl7U_b5Sr51KBwAuB8AHNGve8pq3rusEAgn2JKOIv22CDkdz5o3HbsbLdQECGROq72560Z9ErLZ1tI0szt3dcXGmZOr0C8hCONZ1gj9hQ/s1600/Sharon+and+I.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691207575934780530" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEieSM13tqm4eruEtmJqskzyWTUO3UAnZopAmjgRl7U_b5Sr51KBwAuB8AHNGve8pq3rusEAgn2JKOIv22CDkdz5o3HbsbLdQECGROq72560Z9ErLZ1tI0szt3dcXGmZOr0C8hCONZ1gj9hQ/s320/Sharon+and+I.JPG" /></a> My oldest sister, Sharon.<br /><br /><div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5BGtwmgOxx5DCLkLCLKblFM24FdQ74pe1bp97V1TIVTSIqxs-eTMFs_3yxLKzZGtI0bioQUj3ztVixxw-I4uUTT6GynWrdxCXFdFkayYVJodrOFzR-ucCLahNyDJMUK8hDhKlXxR5ZEdh/s1600/Jess+and+I.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691206992996844978" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5BGtwmgOxx5DCLkLCLKblFM24FdQ74pe1bp97V1TIVTSIqxs-eTMFs_3yxLKzZGtI0bioQUj3ztVixxw-I4uUTT6GynWrdxCXFdFkayYVJodrOFzR-ucCLahNyDJMUK8hDhKlXxR5ZEdh/s320/Jess+and+I.JPG" /></a> Jessica and I!<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVTTwYIUraVfOKwSAYmNlmLhDj-yRnpQI8_-tJDUQUK5mbElxCsdFMvrJG54SxBaltoVmhvVt995ogQc4ik4Q5oO00iSKKrK_2wWFDLHfZBpZL4sHxoHd2Eqica_nLYuc1xnWL4kG0Ii_f/s1600/Janice+%2526+BF.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691206866651233858" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVTTwYIUraVfOKwSAYmNlmLhDj-yRnpQI8_-tJDUQUK5mbElxCsdFMvrJG54SxBaltoVmhvVt995ogQc4ik4Q5oO00iSKKrK_2wWFDLHfZBpZL4sHxoHd2Eqica_nLYuc1xnWL4kG0Ii_f/s320/Janice+%2526+BF.JPG" /></a> My Niece and her boyfriend!<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDkydMGjsXHltFm7tMjkdvXLxPXwXfQlr6bIn97RJZKFBqJiea8iXMzQMlBaBwpC4pYIlk7wE4LlznqzW8mg2GSsusz1mkzIi58H-DBiAA8N4eZA7sVfiHvtqAFDsaAt3m1SySvyL61Ala/s1600/Estrada+Fam.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691206734777871714" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDkydMGjsXHltFm7tMjkdvXLxPXwXfQlr6bIn97RJZKFBqJiea8iXMzQMlBaBwpC4pYIlk7wE4LlznqzW8mg2GSsusz1mkzIi58H-DBiAA8N4eZA7sVfiHvtqAFDsaAt3m1SySvyL61Ala/s320/Estrada+Fam.JPG" /></a> My sister, Jessica and brother-in-law, Rudy<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiATSyZWsOI6UR77yWn1tMUsI3V_TaFXjlOo_gkQnULkmtEMAIU4z1gRJ5-rO3_gSFK2nP93KsVtWaZfm8z2ZWv_QH5hVnG0RV76Bi1iCDLpW5659osemk55QjatxhEo-V3VjNzMyVHy1wd/s1600/Guzman.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691206629844426738" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiATSyZWsOI6UR77yWn1tMUsI3V_TaFXjlOo_gkQnULkmtEMAIU4z1gRJ5-rO3_gSFK2nP93KsVtWaZfm8z2ZWv_QH5hVnG0RV76Bi1iCDLpW5659osemk55QjatxhEo-V3VjNzMyVHy1wd/s320/Guzman.JPG" /></a> Archie and his wife Rosa<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0TAXyJGQS37rnDWQTssjnGf5A3rBpNu4ptQv3i4Np5xyinPIX739xNQtyf9-4zg5EFoIpjxNyd-YjzUhJawrr8XSHs897CNMiW4wQhS77CyLg0zeA29tS6snWiTKXVYbqfGOsGfmXlWop/s1600/Silly.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691206443147974290" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0TAXyJGQS37rnDWQTssjnGf5A3rBpNu4ptQv3i4Np5xyinPIX739xNQtyf9-4zg5EFoIpjxNyd-YjzUhJawrr8XSHs897CNMiW4wQhS77CyLg0zeA29tS6snWiTKXVYbqfGOsGfmXlWop/s320/Silly.JPG" /></a> Sharon and the gang<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLdliBObHezJwFrL4NpEXSt8oaCx3WLOtQs1cS7NgkfJWkX7w0Smnt8OqcMgSAYVrOaHRjhheA9e3urvjW6thxiRpmF6Jk2k5mW-kfVUUlpZQkfjd6HaoYWijy4aa9wKBswIgBGTYpd8tF/s1600/Sisters.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691206226485294914" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLdliBObHezJwFrL4NpEXSt8oaCx3WLOtQs1cS7NgkfJWkX7w0Smnt8OqcMgSAYVrOaHRjhheA9e3urvjW6thxiRpmF6Jk2k5mW-kfVUUlpZQkfjd6HaoYWijy4aa9wKBswIgBGTYpd8tF/s320/Sisters.JPG" /></a> Sister picture!<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfaiWVxuxJ2noFDFhpqSM65bbf5I-mJOug1cH4EHqOaQtUCRWWhDe1SA8LVnCsa73JIEcjckuPqik0t289JLZ5o7WGCvvx5PqaihWarS6d2ATXRsjOe9INEHHK_AUrvPQJTko-s5rumKBw/s1600/with+mom.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691206089696796482" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfaiWVxuxJ2noFDFhpqSM65bbf5I-mJOug1cH4EHqOaQtUCRWWhDe1SA8LVnCsa73JIEcjckuPqik0t289JLZ5o7WGCvvx5PqaihWarS6d2ATXRsjOe9INEHHK_AUrvPQJTko-s5rumKBw/s320/with+mom.JPG" /></a> Mom and I<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggyZ_PWibHmFstGQxMNswUL9r6MtDJHflCZTTC1d_Sb1Jtm6jiCND_AFL1oTR6ojjbK_A3qcn9SMzTo4vEtenvXiKRfwvPzMQRz8AFsSLNOEo_JUeAssJiMkykVF0zdLnFNZTc8CWTuaas/s1600/with+sanat.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691205988041068466" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggyZ_PWibHmFstGQxMNswUL9r6MtDJHflCZTTC1d_Sb1Jtm6jiCND_AFL1oTR6ojjbK_A3qcn9SMzTo4vEtenvXiKRfwvPzMQRz8AFsSLNOEo_JUeAssJiMkykVF0zdLnFNZTc8CWTuaas/s320/with+sanat.JPG" /></a> Santa and in her tummy is little Carlos :) She has less than 7 weeks to go and looks GREAT!</div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Jane Doehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18236128792369365765noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2626196784918762376.post-60505555908278794362011-12-28T07:27:00.001-08:002011-12-28T07:45:04.775-08:00Our wedding reception<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhB-c5-mYMb6EWqvXxk2bdWRx2Ob-UHQvdShnFYgdW4HeP1zmr9oudfS5AcVpWGJsW4D2tu1Czl-Wp-HzId2ZyV7TwqMyj1mL_hQMvl51eC2acJcYxZEwOmXbJahF3wshJ9N3UAqOy47QdR/s1600/Reception1.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691202539144692610" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhB-c5-mYMb6EWqvXxk2bdWRx2Ob-UHQvdShnFYgdW4HeP1zmr9oudfS5AcVpWGJsW4D2tu1Czl-Wp-HzId2ZyV7TwqMyj1mL_hQMvl51eC2acJcYxZEwOmXbJahF3wshJ9N3UAqOy47QdR/s320/Reception1.JPG" /></a> We were surrounded my family and close friends at one of our favorite local <a href="http://www.mihabanacafe.com/">Cuban Restaurants.<br /></a><br /><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlouMT2q6vrJPjco48Qz6VCJoHY-Ik-0gcY_Gq6Gl-VMUw2eAs5UZ3PTnrkxm1_a2Wf1sjpsKC7-_M_DEUdbFWKY1CwqCCgwAlR2E6SfIaqz3EM19r0DPm2W4t0isJPXY3uy675iSpxRq9/s1600/Reception.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691202361416549474" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlouMT2q6vrJPjco48Qz6VCJoHY-Ik-0gcY_Gq6Gl-VMUw2eAs5UZ3PTnrkxm1_a2Wf1sjpsKC7-_M_DEUdbFWKY1CwqCCgwAlR2E6SfIaqz3EM19r0DPm2W4t0isJPXY3uy675iSpxRq9/s320/Reception.JPG" /></a> We started off with drinks and Jay and my favorites - chicken empanadas. Then ordered individual meals. I had the chicken fajitas with moros and platanos. Jay had the Arroz con Pollo. The food was amazing! Even though there was only one server, he did an excellent job make sure our drinks we always refilled and checked on us often.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLlqDzlQsUevVmt6HWvdFxE7DOUp5uYOHIg43rCPA1c6SQ2egmEAUpshKgvVQyIwjTvPZFcPK-gwGyJcBmEVwabwymFQztxZnB59BAqXOwHlV-FvGYJwU3KKoi-rsFcc_0Jcq-7Np9QOB4/s1600/Cake.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691202175059814034" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLlqDzlQsUevVmt6HWvdFxE7DOUp5uYOHIg43rCPA1c6SQ2egmEAUpshKgvVQyIwjTvPZFcPK-gwGyJcBmEVwabwymFQztxZnB59BAqXOwHlV-FvGYJwU3KKoi-rsFcc_0Jcq-7Np9QOB4/s320/Cake.JPG" /></a> My little sis got us a cake. Jay and I normally split a slice of Ralphs' lemon cake, so she ordered us that same cake for our reception. She even brought sparking cider, toasting glasses and cake cutting knife to complete our reception. I felt SO special!<br /><br /><div><br /><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691201746455093618" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhexM1uafX7PEfLfk_A2fcdN694lA7H1bD4nXMwqZ43LnfU21X-TIdCtWG5u1mB4_b0Q_53EuLGUKByYceY543M65WT-6YEFo7XTnCG4e08ems3CaVoKcuZVfRHfdrTJP3xi8T2GidXgi5t/s320/Santa+and+I+at+recep.JPG" /></div><br /><div align="center">I am so into my story that I clearly didn't know pictures were being taken.<img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691201572690860274" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh260yEV1-SsMb4il1DUny4JL8qfx2QtoUOzoysid2UAbLX0-Oy8sW9NrG_MKMCJ1pRXtmmK-rJc5Bnb5fOEh7eNvEBxIQGCqsuiwzlgpnOGmdXc6rndO8j4TZplJYiciSyDWdbmnww07nC/s320/Toast.JPG" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691201878423779042" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTMpRJRyoBZGkwHwPWZsEguyMcVSTZWSS9yef56pNLcxSdDbPqeRv5k3drQbXDUScD7fJCEIeetGzwnedieaGHpcoaBoC50GLRo23rw7pzVownkliSSuWOByd9QPAzj-ovS7s3QeiAzkOf/s320/Cake+cutting.JPG" /></div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmbaSqGWKAjNQy1x6ds4bdZas_jvF2rgPDwD65zqYcsLZd9DrKjdKkLrBHlOMPkEymmFD0M4ktN9VN8f_iVvO6NhsSvDLfBjjN0uSA49z06eiT8FmgI8uZ6iBhGXF4JBEJFKxlpUpq_7Qp/s1600/Us+at+the+reception.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691201316144140306" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmbaSqGWKAjNQy1x6ds4bdZas_jvF2rgPDwD65zqYcsLZd9DrKjdKkLrBHlOMPkEymmFD0M4ktN9VN8f_iVvO6NhsSvDLfBjjN0uSA49z06eiT8FmgI8uZ6iBhGXF4JBEJFKxlpUpq_7Qp/s320/Us+at+the+reception.JPG" /></a>What a special and intimate reception! I truly feel blessed and honored to not only have supportive family and friends, but to have found a wonderful man to share the rest of my life with.</div></div></div></div><br /><br /><p align="center">Cheers to us!</p>Jane Doehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18236128792369365765noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2626196784918762376.post-91163883512851363702011-12-28T06:59:00.000-08:002011-12-31T15:37:45.645-08:00Behind the scenesThere a lot that goes into planning a wedding, even if it's a small scaled one. Jay and I had searched for a place to have our wedding. We had settled on going to Vegas since I work weekends and he works weekdays and Vegas is 24 hours. We found a place in Cali that was cheap and had a beautiful backdrop of Lake Tahoe. For some odd reason I thought Lake Tahoe was a lot closer than it really was...400+ miles ONE way! Their website said CA/NV border and I just assumed it was the state line closes to us. Nope, I was wrong (rare form). On to plan B or was it C at this point? We looked up places in Vegas and they were reasonably priced. We debated when we would go and the drive. Jay still had to go to work the day after our wedding, so the drive was looking very appealing. THEN, I stumbled upon a place less than 10 miles from our house. SCORE! I called to make reservations literally one week before our wedding date. Talk about luck cuz they had an opening.<br /><br />The weekend before our wonderful wedding I went dress shopping with my Mom. I totally forgot it was Christmas time and the malls were packed. We visited the major department stores and then my favorite store, <a href="http://www.windsorstore.com/">Windsors</a>. I had a certain dress in mind and couldn't find the right look. Plus, I had gained some weight, so finding a dress was not easy! My Mom kept pointing at a certain dress but it wasn't white or what I was looking for. However, being the loving daughter that I am, I was a good sport and tried it on for her.<br /><a href="http://www.windsorstore.com/"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692433411721044034" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDR3UWOYlG8SyaB_80S8Oc-2oeyUyuZjN-nNR7cTioTI9OcR2S3NgeX5vCLEx-Of4OfQbFUflNWYfs6K3kN1uQMnrhhCueD2p2-DJ4jb4GaocTAae7-VtZ3noslB8boIRZYIlsqG5AClKc/s320/TJMaxx.jpg" /></a> This one I really, really like and it was on sale for $29.00. Although it's not the dress I wore for the wedding, I did get it. Heck, for that price I couldn't pass it up.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTnwOjJQte60c3UKxstdxdV3uQzbXFbwd8JjN3h2oOVy61kE6lnAmWRI-c1OGsE15NpSQwQut8_O0zdOTSmyrP3eSIhFPOhA12HWtOozcUziLyOa0fpBa9zoN6F7z3OWST6RnieTATX7RY/s1600/Dress+2.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692433357714701522" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTnwOjJQte60c3UKxstdxdV3uQzbXFbwd8JjN3h2oOVy61kE6lnAmWRI-c1OGsE15NpSQwQut8_O0zdOTSmyrP3eSIhFPOhA12HWtOozcUziLyOa0fpBa9zoN6F7z3OWST6RnieTATX7RY/s320/Dress+2.jpg" /></a> This dress cracked me up! Sure it was white, but SO not me. But my mom liked it and surprisingly a lot of people I showed also liked it. My eyes zoom in on my hips and I clearly see that it's not flattering. So I passed on it!<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLIoyIkVpjNO0x9acU4fUBoHjyziLnnEZk0hfUS1FsQPn9HF-9xXvNgDLt-41D0ghC8ZbIJuas8F-xJ3UIqiQJOtlvCIGIeEpGrxTbSgEzeStBLtYgzowai4UhkR35QexqEf_LlQGrWm-n/s1600/Winning+dress.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692433289042865250" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLIoyIkVpjNO0x9acU4fUBoHjyziLnnEZk0hfUS1FsQPn9HF-9xXvNgDLt-41D0ghC8ZbIJuas8F-xJ3UIqiQJOtlvCIGIeEpGrxTbSgEzeStBLtYgzowai4UhkR35QexqEf_LlQGrWm-n/s320/Winning+dress.jpg" /></a>This dress however had great reviews from everyone! Including my Mom. This is the one that she had spotted and found the hook to get it off the top rack and insisted I try it on. I didn't get it that day, but after a second day of shopping, I went back for it. It was truly "the one." </div><br /><div></div><br /><div>Christmas day we spent it at my sister's house and she kept my Dad's roses on the side of the house. I asked her if I could take a few for my bouquet and she said of course I could.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgChcFEUT7QH1klUN0QQPXdJL2fPB33_9qWEP1yWIcit9Q4obSfClMJjpSL544L7O65gY5Lu-PT3mCinNfz9QysktkBry-C_nRIcs3jU-qqAR-4BwrAhpP5lBjdgJVC13s89b9vD3J-RUBs/s1600/Roses+from+Dad%2527s+garden.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692433208469296370" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgChcFEUT7QH1klUN0QQPXdJL2fPB33_9qWEP1yWIcit9Q4obSfClMJjpSL544L7O65gY5Lu-PT3mCinNfz9QysktkBry-C_nRIcs3jU-qqAR-4BwrAhpP5lBjdgJVC13s89b9vD3J-RUBs/s320/Roses+from+Dad%2527s+garden.jpg" /></a> The morning of the wedding I stopped by the grocery store and got a dozen roses, got some ribbon from a gift Jay gave me for my bday and my glue gun and got to work.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhM4eJxIfMYUP0fK7q6Pf6gL3XKwjgGaRlGBP226HSpHRUYiUlTf6n6iojwSspdBwETkw5ONxtGSo_zvq4ysI4XDEYY5tEt1u0MvJpEVFRmpsR4PEHHYfYPTjq4sXvaFcpRzxReajEBKF-r/s1600/Bouquet.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692433146302577522" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhM4eJxIfMYUP0fK7q6Pf6gL3XKwjgGaRlGBP226HSpHRUYiUlTf6n6iojwSspdBwETkw5ONxtGSo_zvq4ysI4XDEYY5tEt1u0MvJpEVFRmpsR4PEHHYfYPTjq4sXvaFcpRzxReajEBKF-r/s320/Bouquet.jpg" /></a> Tah dah... my bouquet! Only $9.99!! Florist over charge to make these things!!!<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidEX8-0hs1N6B_QM0Lk8yA7otBJZ8jj35Zg8bYWw4TMjljTicIrNcV1f0CAK54id_CHsD8D6YB0BarvDrA5TaaesqOWeWC5-sSPqxStg6Lu0sQp151y1jUOuZMp4cuPoruLIOghEMmmgvy/s1600/Nails.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692433067661045202" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidEX8-0hs1N6B_QM0Lk8yA7otBJZ8jj35Zg8bYWw4TMjljTicIrNcV1f0CAK54id_CHsD8D6YB0BarvDrA5TaaesqOWeWC5-sSPqxStg6Lu0sQp151y1jUOuZMp4cuPoruLIOghEMmmgvy/s320/Nails.jpg" /></a> And as part of my wedding/Christmas gift my little sis got my toes and nails done. She highly recommend I get the crystal gel on my nails, so I did. I love the gel! It makes my nails feel so smooth and the color looks better then it normally does. I am told that it will stay on for a longer time too.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWu0Le9evR4p2K752-itQF6p-p_i2tTEUz4te90-Ixk8YA_cjjLjVMVfsOwWHIQhpu5zgoK0FhpCIWdFWZ3kXV__NCyJYK5cjx5Opd4PO6JLBt0b3OLXQ1JmhNXBkHhZDz3-mwnUR84wJS/s1600/Pie.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692432943138521154" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWu0Le9evR4p2K752-itQF6p-p_i2tTEUz4te90-Ixk8YA_cjjLjVMVfsOwWHIQhpu5zgoK0FhpCIWdFWZ3kXV__NCyJYK5cjx5Opd4PO6JLBt0b3OLXQ1JmhNXBkHhZDz3-mwnUR84wJS/s320/Pie.jpg" /></a> Our wedding day was also Jay's bday. I had stayed up making him an apple pie the night before. I figured since we were having wedding cake I might as well make a different celebration sessert for him. I blew up some ballons and left them on the table with his gifts and card. We had planned on waking up around 4:30ish to go on a run and then out for breakfast, but I was too sleepy for the run. Mind you, I am not a morning person and had got to bed after 1:00AM. I know, no excuses! Ha! I work up after 5:00AM tho and we went to IHOP for some yummy veggie omelets with turkey bacon. Sooooo good!!! Jay then had some errands to run and I was off to get ready.<br /><br /><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692432898474548226" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhv7hzic0kMDrpolXYeL7Mmz1NjUEIMhU7w2JObtwxhEWUSfWJYeXVur0mCMuNL98twhyphenhyphen5QaIEP-oJDmf6D5e2dOo5NtfFezwE1mQBfMikJikXvnptE_JPSM5gO1THWj5-ygMpRdzTRrunn/s320/Mud+mask.jpg" /> Mud mask is a must! I was PMSing and had a nasty pimple on my face, so thought this might help. I am trying to smile in this picture BUT the mask was drying so made it difficult. My sister in Colorado couldn't make it down, so I sent her pictures of me through out the day. This was one of them <br /><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692432663084866402" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_Y4E7M40Qukkg4Qi6Mz9zRtOeakZXx8YUwC4CX2YYIhwlrFnG9xvtHe7gHxiB4NRUQ8hBnGv3fvK5xUOKCglSEN-mqhqUWJ9uBQDlu6QiL5yijuS_LYdUv162rxGXvL_JGIKwKUQF8amq/s320/Extra+Strength.jpg" /></div><br /><div align="center">I didn't want to stink... so made sure to get clinical strength. </div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxJcSa-EJYvo5AXhUA1__tUS-xSqCjoZ6itF36dqxBRX6j4Tp6UeILTVSw3rqCxVUBipp-sa52R72QDrYLyQiOj3xsWUu1mBQSdVeGbDaG8snblC7H8pQXnIm9NSon-8JvSiQVwHpTnyJU/s1600/Shots.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692432765605750466" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxJcSa-EJYvo5AXhUA1__tUS-xSqCjoZ6itF36dqxBRX6j4Tp6UeILTVSw3rqCxVUBipp-sa52R72QDrYLyQiOj3xsWUu1mBQSdVeGbDaG8snblC7H8pQXnIm9NSon-8JvSiQVwHpTnyJU/s320/Shots.jpg" /></a> And I was getting nervous. Not a bad nervous, just super excited so needed to calm my ass down!!! I cracked into Jay's bday Jamaican rum! Two shots later and I was feeling good!! Ready to go off to the chapel.</div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Jane Doehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18236128792369365765noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2626196784918762376.post-8933100011088574122011-12-25T00:49:00.000-08:002011-12-25T05:09:54.222-08:00The world does NOT revolve around youSometimes people amaze me with there kindness and other times by their self centered actions.<br /><br />Of course I am venting... I think because I am shocked.<br /><br />Well let me start from the beginning with GREAT and EXCITING news, Jay and I are getting married. In late November, I got a text from Jay's BF asking about our wedding time frame. I told him that we were planning to get married before the New Year and most likely it would be on Jay's bday. We would have a full blown wedding later on, but wanted to be official. He said that he looked at flights around that time and the price was too expensive and hopefully I would postpone it until later. Was he serious??? I was floored that he would make a request like that and told him that I would text him once we got a date set in stone.<br /><br />Well Jay is in the police academy and it's not like you can easily request a day off. We learned in early December that Jay's only day off this year would be December 26th. Ironically, it's Jay's bday and we had talked about getting married that day. As Cindy put it, it is "fate!"I sent the bf a text confirming that it would indeed take place on the 26th and he said he won't be able to make it out to Cali for the ceremony but had an idea. He saw on some TV show that hey used Skype to watch the ceremony. All I had to do was 1.) Call around and find someone with a laptop with a camera and 2.) if the wedding place had WiFi. I couldn't find a person with a laptop equipped with a camera locally, but did ask the wedding chapel if they had live feed. They didn't. So I text the bf and his next request is that someone download the app for Skype and hold up their phone. WOW... I was just shocked about how inconsiderate that was. Who would really want to hold up their phone for 30 minutes. That person won't be able to fully enjoy the moment and have to make sure the camera was always facing us. I also thought about how uncomfortable just the act of holding something up for that long. I texted him back stating that I felt uncomfortable asking someone to do that. So you think that would be it, right? Nope, he asked what time the ceremony started because he want to call RIGHT after and informed me that he would be calling my phone. Seriously??? Hello, right after the ceremony we will be taking photos and being greeted by those that attended. I seriously felt like this guy thinks the world revolves around him. Jay told me I should have told me that. I am sure he was kidding about that. I wished he would have said something more along the lines of, "I really wish I could be there and would love to congratulate you two when you have a free moment. Please call me when you can. Maybe on the drive to dinner."<br /><br /><br />And that is the end of my venting....<br /><br /><br />I am sure the day will go without a hitch and that this guy isn't thinking. I know he probably just trying to be part of the day.Jane Doehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18236128792369365765noreply@blogger.com0