<?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-4307751271065210242</id><updated>2011-07-08T03:06:00.469-05:00</updated><category term='exercise'/><category term='animals'/><category term='resolutions'/><category term='observations'/><category term='photography'/><category term='Friends'/><category term='Dogs'/><category term='holiday'/><category term='games'/><category term='fall'/><category term='school'/><category term='website'/><category term='inspiration'/><category term='paintings'/><category term='television'/><category term='American Idol'/><category term='creepy'/><category term='Bits of my weekend'/><category term='feelings'/><category term='thoughts'/><category term='blessing'/><category term='family'/><category term='sports'/><category term='concert'/><category term='Work out'/><category term='everyday life'/><category term='surprise'/><category term='painting'/><category term='teaching'/><category term='Books'/><title type='text'>Learning to Live</title><subtitle type='html'>I am learning to live my life the way I want to live it...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cmustain.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307751271065210242/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cmustain.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307751271065210242/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Cara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12103107099482090112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S7Pbds561RI/AAAAAAAAaEA/GUftgkVtj18/S220/IMG_6257.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>142</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4307751271065210242.post-8609527434170205346</id><published>2010-06-22T17:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-22T17:17:51.926-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer, Here I come!!</title><content type='html'>So I know most of my other teacher friends have had the privilege of summer, but mine just started. I made the &lt;s&gt;mistake&lt;/s&gt;&amp;nbsp;( I know, I know Ian that it is paying for the wedding) of teaching summer school. For those of you who don't know, the devil himself actually invented summer school to torture teachers. He decided to pay well to&amp;nbsp;entice&amp;nbsp;them, but make it a all around horrible experience with noisy kids who never listen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, anyway, I made it through my 12 days with the little &lt;s&gt;devils&lt;/s&gt; children and now I have some much needed &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt;ME &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;time. What are my plans you ask ( I know you were thinking it)... well spend some time @ the pool, continue with my tennis lessons, get my closets and&amp;nbsp;jewelry&amp;nbsp;organized, take photographs, continue blogging, sleep in, read lots of books, and like most crazy teachers I will&amp;nbsp;probably&amp;nbsp;do some planning for the upcoming school year. Teachers are suckers for that kind of thing. Well, I am so glad to be done and have a few weeks of sanity and summer. If anyone is bored I will be happy to entertain you :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4307751271065210242-8609527434170205346?l=cmustain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cmustain.blogspot.com/feeds/8609527434170205346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4307751271065210242&amp;postID=8609527434170205346' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307751271065210242/posts/default/8609527434170205346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307751271065210242/posts/default/8609527434170205346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cmustain.blogspot.com/2010/06/summer-here-i-come.html' title='Summer, Here I come!!'/><author><name>Cara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12103107099482090112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S7Pbds561RI/AAAAAAAAaEA/GUftgkVtj18/S220/IMG_6257.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4307751271065210242.post-9123609279894593750</id><published>2010-06-21T21:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-21T21:42:30.455-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend Snippets</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First I would like to&amp;nbsp;apologize&amp;nbsp;for the late post. I am sure you were all waiting patiently :) As you will see later, Ian and I went to a concert Sunday night and I did not get home until after midnight. Those of you who know me realize the importance I place on sleep, thus the reason I didn't upload my photos until today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend was a very busy one. Friday I went out with the school girls to celebrate Courtney's 25th birthday. I really miss all these ladies when I don't get to see them daily. We had a great time and it made me look even more forward to my summer (1 more day).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday&amp;nbsp;I helped Allison shoot a wedding. I love photography, but in no way am a "professional", so needless to say I was very very nervous. But, I ended up having a great time. The bride was beautiful and the weather was&amp;nbsp;amazing. A rooftop view of the city and free Boulevard beer at the reception wrapped things up nicely. I really enjoyed this&amp;nbsp;opportunity&amp;nbsp;and later this week I will post some of the pictures I took. I feel fairly good about my first time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday was yard work day. Then a small nap and to the amazing Roger Clyne concert. He did four songs and the rest were all requests. AMAZING. I had a busy, productive, and fun weekend. Hope yours was all you wanted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/TB_2sA696uI/AAAAAAAAak4/Von6Ggg10mk/s1600/DSCN3419.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/TB_2sA696uI/AAAAAAAAak4/Von6Ggg10mk/s320/DSCN3419.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/TB_2sA696uI/AAAAAAAAak4/Von6Ggg10mk/s1600/DSCN3419.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The amazing Roger Clyne&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/TCAgOKu9NaI/AAAAAAAAams/syw1AyefATc/s1600/DSC_0309_2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/TCAgOKu9NaI/AAAAAAAAams/syw1AyefATc/s320/DSC_0309_2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/TCAgOKu9NaI/AAAAAAAAams/syw1AyefATc/s1600/DSC_0309_2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Even Killy thought it was too hot to work in the yard.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/TB_2yFooDtI/AAAAAAAAalA/x5pOyPZXZWs/s1600/DSCN3401.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/TB_2yFooDtI/AAAAAAAAalA/x5pOyPZXZWs/s320/DSCN3401.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/TB_2yFooDtI/AAAAAAAAalA/x5pOyPZXZWs/s1600/DSCN3401.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Love this bumper sticker :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/TCAgAgf9CdI/AAAAAAAAamg/etMrU8E43Oc/s1600/DSCN3412.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/TCAgAgf9CdI/AAAAAAAAamg/etMrU8E43Oc/s320/DSCN3412.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/TB_3aQbJyZI/AAAAAAAAalI/jPZEJV2_ZCU/s1600/DSCN3400.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/TB_3aQbJyZI/AAAAAAAAalI/jPZEJV2_ZCU/s320/DSCN3400.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/TCAf7sMmS_I/AAAAAAAAamY/r0N8gzwwOeY/s1600/DSC_0310.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/TCAf7sMmS_I/AAAAAAAAamY/r0N8gzwwOeY/s320/DSC_0310.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/TCAf7sMmS_I/AAAAAAAAamY/r0N8gzwwOeY/s1600/DSC_0310.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;All these amazing flowers keep blooming in my yard...Keep bringing it!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/TB_3oD3FZHI/AAAAAAAAalQ/9aQRsZ8sknk/s1600/DSC_0305_2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/TB_3oD3FZHI/AAAAAAAAalQ/9aQRsZ8sknk/s320/DSC_0305_2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/TCAfuumbPbI/AAAAAAAAamQ/0YeNQUp0Zks/s1600/DSC_0308_2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/TCAfuumbPbI/AAAAAAAAamQ/0YeNQUp0Zks/s320/DSC_0308_2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/TCAfuumbPbI/AAAAAAAAamQ/0YeNQUp0Zks/s1600/DSC_0308_2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I love&amp;nbsp;Chinese&amp;nbsp;food and Costco!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/TB_319xJLDI/AAAAAAAAalg/bDpSjAblS-E/s1600/DSCN3373.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/TB_319xJLDI/AAAAAAAAalg/bDpSjAblS-E/s320/DSCN3373.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;The best&amp;nbsp;colleagues&amp;nbsp;ever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/TCAfa93NPwI/AAAAAAAAamA/f3Lrx6I1cOU/s1600/DSC_0096.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/TCAfa93NPwI/AAAAAAAAamA/f3Lrx6I1cOU/s320/DSC_0096.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/TB_39jvjwAI/AAAAAAAAalo/tjDBkgkqC30/s1600/DSCN3399.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/TB_39jvjwAI/AAAAAAAAalo/tjDBkgkqC30/s320/DSCN3399.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They are climbing the wall...I guess this is what my Nana meant when she would say "You kids are driving me up the wall"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/TB_4NpEfg6I/AAAAAAAAal4/58Mtu0hhX5E/s1600/DSCN3361.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/TB_4NpEfg6I/AAAAAAAAal4/58Mtu0hhX5E/s320/DSCN3361.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/TB_4NpEfg6I/AAAAAAAAal4/58Mtu0hhX5E/s1600/DSCN3361.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She loved her framed TJ picture... he is her obsession!!! She likes 'em old.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/TB_4IPXgj5I/AAAAAAAAalw/T_gxIruWQhs/s1600/DSC_0298.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/TB_4IPXgj5I/AAAAAAAAalw/T_gxIruWQhs/s320/DSC_0298.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4307751271065210242-9123609279894593750?l=cmustain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cmustain.blogspot.com/feeds/9123609279894593750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4307751271065210242&amp;postID=9123609279894593750' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307751271065210242/posts/default/9123609279894593750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307751271065210242/posts/default/9123609279894593750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cmustain.blogspot.com/2010/06/weekend-snippets_21.html' title='Weekend Snippets'/><author><name>Cara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12103107099482090112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S7Pbds561RI/AAAAAAAAaEA/GUftgkVtj18/S220/IMG_6257.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/TB_2sA696uI/AAAAAAAAak4/Von6Ggg10mk/s72-c/DSCN3419.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4307751271065210242.post-4070398231094304081</id><published>2010-06-16T20:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-16T20:35:10.471-05:00</updated><title type='text'>RAINBOW</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/TBl7n_o99RI/AAAAAAAAakw/mbo6NxcwwDE/s1600/photo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/TBl7n_o99RI/AAAAAAAAakw/mbo6NxcwwDE/s320/photo.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This beautiful rainbow makes me happy! I love looking out my front door and seeing this beauty of nature. Who could be upset looking at this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4307751271065210242-4070398231094304081?l=cmustain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cmustain.blogspot.com/feeds/4070398231094304081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4307751271065210242&amp;postID=4070398231094304081' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307751271065210242/posts/default/4070398231094304081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307751271065210242/posts/default/4070398231094304081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cmustain.blogspot.com/2010/06/rainbow.html' title='RAINBOW'/><author><name>Cara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12103107099482090112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S7Pbds561RI/AAAAAAAAaEA/GUftgkVtj18/S220/IMG_6257.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/TBl7n_o99RI/AAAAAAAAakw/mbo6NxcwwDE/s72-c/photo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4307751271065210242.post-2841390923994179175</id><published>2010-06-14T18:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T18:46:19.870-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cupcakes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;want&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; these cupcakes for my birthday~ &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt;sprinkles&lt;/span&gt; and all...pretty &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;please&lt;/span&gt;.... These might not make &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;30&lt;/span&gt; feel so bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/TBa-qjzVt2I/AAAAAAAAakY/OWrNUtVKZN0/s1600/cupcake.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/TBa-qjzVt2I/AAAAAAAAakY/OWrNUtVKZN0/s320/cupcake.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/TBa-rmkQ5HI/AAAAAAAAakg/t1eGgWJulZU/s1600/cupcake2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/TBa-rmkQ5HI/AAAAAAAAakg/t1eGgWJulZU/s320/cupcake2.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/TBa-snWCaGI/AAAAAAAAako/W9BEcCn8QLk/s1600/cupcake3.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/TBa-snWCaGI/AAAAAAAAako/W9BEcCn8QLk/s320/cupcake3.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Photos via the &lt;a href="http://daintysquid.blogspot.com/"&gt;Dainty Squid&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4307751271065210242-2841390923994179175?l=cmustain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cmustain.blogspot.com/feeds/2841390923994179175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4307751271065210242&amp;postID=2841390923994179175' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307751271065210242/posts/default/2841390923994179175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307751271065210242/posts/default/2841390923994179175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cmustain.blogspot.com/2010/06/cupcakes.html' title='Cupcakes'/><author><name>Cara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12103107099482090112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S7Pbds561RI/AAAAAAAAaEA/GUftgkVtj18/S220/IMG_6257.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/TBa-qjzVt2I/AAAAAAAAakY/OWrNUtVKZN0/s72-c/cupcake.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4307751271065210242.post-2361671153471419673</id><published>2010-06-13T19:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-13T19:03:20.117-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend Snippets</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This weekend was a busy one where I got a chance to enjoy the great outdoors. Friday&amp;nbsp;Ian&amp;nbsp;and I went for a bike ride on the Longview Lake Trail. If you haven't been there it is very peaceful and nice ride. We stopped halfway and had ourselves a nice little romantic&amp;nbsp;picnic&amp;nbsp;which included cheese. fruit, crackers, and of course some yummy wine. Let me tell you...it was my first experience being slightly tipsy while driving a bike. After our bike ride we enjoyed some chillaxed time by the lake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/TBVrgAa5EiI/AAAAAAAAai4/rFgz8ZabmiY/s1600/DSC_0029.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/TBVrgAa5EiI/AAAAAAAAai4/rFgz8ZabmiY/s320/DSC_0029.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/TBVrzrw0sMI/AAAAAAAAajQ/j5gO_pYDaCc/s1600/DSC_0050.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/TBVrzrw0sMI/AAAAAAAAajQ/j5gO_pYDaCc/s320/DSC_0050.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/TBVr6u90J0I/AAAAAAAAajY/W4r6qQ7l3nM/s1600/DSC_0070.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/TBVr6u90J0I/AAAAAAAAajY/W4r6qQ7l3nM/s320/DSC_0070.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We tried so hard to get a photo and didn't work &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;so well&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/TBVsBIfFoOI/AAAAAAAAajg/zJhHASQP-X0/s1600/DSC_0015.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/TBVsBIfFoOI/AAAAAAAAajg/zJhHASQP-X0/s320/DSC_0015.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/TBVsc6V7tOI/AAAAAAAAakA/On5JGXoG4r8/s1600/DSC_0104.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/TBVsc6V7tOI/AAAAAAAAakA/On5JGXoG4r8/s320/DSC_0104.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday morning I helped my best friend and most &lt;a href="http://www.allisoncarenza.com/"&gt;amazing photographer&lt;/a&gt; set up for her first art show. Her booth looked amazing and I am so proud of all of her hard work and her determination to follow her dreams. And for having such a positive attitude even though the storms made a small river through the middle of her tent. We followed that up with a birthday lunch for Ian's brother and a housewarming BBQ for the Holmes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/TBVsXUbwl8I/AAAAAAAAaj4/NOPazVukPf4/s1600/DSC_0142.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/TBVsXUbwl8I/AAAAAAAAaj4/NOPazVukPf4/s320/DSC_0142.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I am so proud of her!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/TBVsItU0XpI/AAAAAAAAajo/mHgMB-iSZzk/s1600/DSC_0147.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/TBVsItU0XpI/AAAAAAAAajo/mHgMB-iSZzk/s320/DSC_0147.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/TBVsQdT34TI/AAAAAAAAajw/RCVUS-b0EFM/s1600/DSC_0159.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/TBVsQdT34TI/AAAAAAAAajw/RCVUS-b0EFM/s320/DSC_0159.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/TBVs49n7uqI/AAAAAAAAakQ/LSG5G0oVk40/s1600/DSC_0149.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/TBVs49n7uqI/AAAAAAAAakQ/LSG5G0oVk40/s320/DSC_0149.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My wonderful &lt;a href="http://iancahill.tumblr.com/"&gt;guy&lt;/a&gt;!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday was a domesticated day...&amp;nbsp;laundry, cleaning, and groceries. I was feeling a bit under the weather so the afternoon &lt;s&gt;storms&lt;/s&gt;&amp;nbsp;monsoons were great for napping. And my wonderful Ian fixed dinner for me!! I am lucky to have such a great guy. Hope your weekend was wonderful too!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/TBVrnvK0T6I/AAAAAAAAajA/Egta8I6yQMo/s1600/DSC_0170.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/TBVrnvK0T6I/AAAAAAAAajA/Egta8I6yQMo/s320/DSC_0170.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/TBVrtT-obuI/AAAAAAAAajI/zwN820Aig08/s1600/DSC_0162.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/TBVrtT-obuI/AAAAAAAAajI/zwN820Aig08/s320/DSC_0162.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/TBVssDeir_I/AAAAAAAAakI/ejsHqL1qoWI/s1600/DSC_0135.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/TBVssDeir_I/AAAAAAAAakI/ejsHqL1qoWI/s320/DSC_0135.JPG" /&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/4307751271065210242-2361671153471419673?l=cmustain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cmustain.blogspot.com/feeds/2361671153471419673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4307751271065210242&amp;postID=2361671153471419673' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307751271065210242/posts/default/2361671153471419673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307751271065210242/posts/default/2361671153471419673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cmustain.blogspot.com/2010/06/weekend-snippets.html' title='Weekend Snippets'/><author><name>Cara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12103107099482090112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S7Pbds561RI/AAAAAAAAaEA/GUftgkVtj18/S220/IMG_6257.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/TBVrgAa5EiI/AAAAAAAAai4/rFgz8ZabmiY/s72-c/DSC_0029.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4307751271065210242.post-8325948667661334167</id><published>2010-05-31T22:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-31T22:03:41.447-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend Snippets</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/TAR2Gy6GlNI/AAAAAAAAag8/ZEhLMkUN928/s1600/DSC_0015.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/TAR2Gy6GlNI/AAAAAAAAag8/ZEhLMkUN928/s320/DSC_0015.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/TAR2PqpEDBI/AAAAAAAAahE/_r96_196rtg/s320/DSC_0146.JPG" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Homemade Ice Cream...delicious!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/TAR2W6HRGbI/AAAAAAAAahM/NFiwcQ5MunA/s320/DSC_0126.JPG" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Beautiful Izzy... an amazingly sweet baby&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/TAR2eCVpTPI/AAAAAAAAahU/sMQ_ARoJoOs/s1600/DSC_0021.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/TAR2eCVpTPI/AAAAAAAAahU/sMQ_ARoJoOs/s320/DSC_0021.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/TAR2lT9OJUI/AAAAAAAAahc/3J9JrPi3DVs/s320/DSC_0067.JPG" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Ian ordered a Double Down.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/TAR2tbYvGQI/AAAAAAAAahk/SeDl6nXRSAI/s1600/DSC_0093.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/TAR2tbYvGQI/AAAAAAAAahk/SeDl6nXRSAI/s320/DSC_0093.JPG" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/TAR2w1C4SEI/AAAAAAAAahs/Qt4jLoSbHV0/s1600/CSC_0103.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/TAR2w1C4SEI/AAAAAAAAahs/Qt4jLoSbHV0/s320/CSC_0103.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/TAR25sTof-I/AAAAAAAAah0/1ZF8r6WIxfw/s1600/DSC_0058.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/TAR25sTof-I/AAAAAAAAah0/1ZF8r6WIxfw/s320/DSC_0058.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/TAR2_-x74cI/AAAAAAAAah8/8sr1cRuhhGY/s1600/DSC_0078.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/TAR2_-x74cI/AAAAAAAAah8/8sr1cRuhhGY/s320/DSC_0078.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/TAR3C1vy_DI/AAAAAAAAaiE/36tB23bfVh0/s1600/CSC_0096.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/TAR3C1vy_DI/AAAAAAAAaiE/36tB23bfVh0/s320/CSC_0096.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/TAR3KRIXj_I/AAAAAAAAaiM/zkbXc9P-J04/s1600/DSC_0086.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/TAR3KRIXj_I/AAAAAAAAaiM/zkbXc9P-J04/s320/DSC_0086.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/TAR3SB6wXVI/AAAAAAAAaiU/QtntAxXuyq0/s1600/DSC_0123.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/TAR3SB6wXVI/AAAAAAAAaiU/QtntAxXuyq0/s320/DSC_0123.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/TAR3ZiSA21I/AAAAAAAAaic/PmafM303PXA/s1600/DSC_0118.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/TAR3ZiSA21I/AAAAAAAAaic/PmafM303PXA/s320/DSC_0118.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/TAR3gD6aPJI/AAAAAAAAaik/A_82b7zZWRk/s1600/DSC_0050.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/TAR3gD6aPJI/AAAAAAAAaik/A_82b7zZWRk/s320/DSC_0050.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This weekend was &lt;strike&gt;boring&lt;/strike&gt; relaxing. I didn't do much. Friday went out after work for a few beverages, Saturday we went to a wedding, Sunday helped out my mom, and Monday (nice holiday weekend) I stayed home until we grilled later in the evening. I have had some busy weekends lately but it was nice to get in a few naps and read a few books. Hope you had a relaxing long weekend also!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4307751271065210242-8325948667661334167?l=cmustain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cmustain.blogspot.com/feeds/8325948667661334167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4307751271065210242&amp;postID=8325948667661334167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307751271065210242/posts/default/8325948667661334167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307751271065210242/posts/default/8325948667661334167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cmustain.blogspot.com/2010/05/weekend-snippets_31.html' title='Weekend Snippets'/><author><name>Cara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12103107099482090112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S7Pbds561RI/AAAAAAAAaEA/GUftgkVtj18/S220/IMG_6257.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/TAR2Gy6GlNI/AAAAAAAAag8/ZEhLMkUN928/s72-c/DSC_0015.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4307751271065210242.post-67581909381628922</id><published>2010-05-26T20:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T20:54:46.642-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Etsy Finds</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Etsy is my new favorite place to shop. I decided to do a search for Kansas City (since that is where I live) to see what I came up with. Here are my 5 favorites: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S_3LclqrsGI/AAAAAAAAagM/1vM-6h_b5xM/s1600/il_430xN.104337620.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S_3LclqrsGI/AAAAAAAAagM/1vM-6h_b5xM/s320/il_430xN.104337620.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;An adorable bird necklace from &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/listing/35054170/little-birdie-fused-glass-pendant?ref=sr_list_24&amp;amp;ga_search_query=kansas+city+&amp;amp;ga_search_type=handmade&amp;amp;ga_page=&amp;amp;includes[]=tags&amp;amp;includes[]=title"&gt;WoodandGlass&lt;/a&gt;.  Wouldn't this be cute with a plain white t-shirt and some jeans? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S_3PfbnJhtI/AAAAAAAAags/VGSvcrQUss4/s1600/curler_430xN.25692508.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S_3PfbnJhtI/AAAAAAAAags/VGSvcrQUss4/s320/curler_430xN.25692508.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I love photography and photos by &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/eringarrisondesign"&gt;eringarrisondesign&lt;/a&gt; kept coming up. I love so many of them that I in no way could choose a favorite. I love seeing kansas city sites in a different perspective. AMAZING work! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S_3M8k5iAGI/AAAAAAAAagc/fvLGy9OgV6k/s1600/bag_430xN.105215377.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S_3M8k5iAGI/AAAAAAAAagc/fvLGy9OgV6k/s320/bag_430xN.105215377.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I love gray...something about the color makes me feel comfortable. I am in search of a new school bag...maybe &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/listing/35314468/gray-feathers-tote-bag?ref=sr_list_1&amp;amp;ga_search_query=kansas+city+&amp;amp;ga_search_type=handmade&amp;amp;ga_page=5&amp;amp;includes[]=tags&amp;amp;includes[]=title"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; will be it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S_3NsgjMfQI/AAAAAAAAagk/nKSEmeqgMGs/s1600/royal_430xN.136050547.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S_3NsgjMfQI/AAAAAAAAagk/nKSEmeqgMGs/s320/royal_430xN.136050547.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Not something I like, but it did make me laugh. A &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/listing/44403493/mens-kansas-city-royals-male-gstring?ref=sr_list_23&amp;amp;ga_search_query=kansas+city+&amp;amp;ga_search_type=handmade&amp;amp;ga_page=9&amp;amp;includes[]=tags&amp;amp;includes[]=title"&gt;Royals G-string&lt;/a&gt;...really? really? Maybe Ian will get one for the next holiday. And don't worry even though this is for males, there is some for you ladies out there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S_3QT2ZXfQI/AAAAAAAAag0/GA28quazcdc/s320/neck_430xN.142723256.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;I am loving this turquoise necklace from &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/listing/46410884/hippy-girl?ref=sr_list_30&amp;amp;ga_search_query=kansas+city+&amp;amp;ga_search_type=handmade&amp;amp;ga_page=4&amp;amp;includes[]=tags&amp;amp;includes[]=title"&gt;hippy girl&lt;/a&gt; !! I can't pass up this color!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4307751271065210242-67581909381628922?l=cmustain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cmustain.blogspot.com/feeds/67581909381628922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4307751271065210242&amp;postID=67581909381628922' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307751271065210242/posts/default/67581909381628922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307751271065210242/posts/default/67581909381628922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cmustain.blogspot.com/2010/05/etsy-finds.html' title='Etsy Finds'/><author><name>Cara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12103107099482090112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S7Pbds561RI/AAAAAAAAaEA/GUftgkVtj18/S220/IMG_6257.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S_3LclqrsGI/AAAAAAAAagM/1vM-6h_b5xM/s72-c/il_430xN.104337620.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4307751271065210242.post-8008180749368625771</id><published>2010-05-25T18:45:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T18:46:15.390-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What is the caption ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S_xg2sfzdvI/AAAAAAAAagA/DLcc2dtJhaI/s1600/CSC_0083.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S_xg2sfzdvI/AAAAAAAAagA/DLcc2dtJhaI/s400/CSC_0083.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I couldn't pass up this photo opp at the Royals Game. Any good captions to go with this hilarious picture?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4307751271065210242-8008180749368625771?l=cmustain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cmustain.blogspot.com/feeds/8008180749368625771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4307751271065210242&amp;postID=8008180749368625771' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307751271065210242/posts/default/8008180749368625771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307751271065210242/posts/default/8008180749368625771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cmustain.blogspot.com/2010/05/what-is-caption.html' title='What is the caption ?'/><author><name>Cara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12103107099482090112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S7Pbds561RI/AAAAAAAAaEA/GUftgkVtj18/S220/IMG_6257.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S_xg2sfzdvI/AAAAAAAAagA/DLcc2dtJhaI/s72-c/CSC_0083.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4307751271065210242.post-1292047718327786535</id><published>2010-05-23T21:11:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T21:43:07.654-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend Snippets</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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One of those weekends where I truly feel blessed at the end of it and know am lucky to have the life I have. Friday was date night for Ian and I. We went to one of our very favorite&amp;nbsp;restaurants&amp;nbsp;the &lt;a href="http://www.bluekoi.net/home.html"&gt;Blue Koi&lt;/a&gt;. If you ever go there (and I highly suggest that you do) make sure that you get the dumplings. I feel like even if I went to&amp;nbsp;Vietnam&amp;nbsp;I could not find dumplings as good as these. We then played some mini-golf and played in the arcade. It was like we were kids again! And yes, I did win a fee round of golf for hitting the final hole :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday we got up and headed out to the Overland Park Farmer's Market. We ventured out to get some &lt;a href="http://www.hippiechowgranola.com/"&gt;Hippie Chow&lt;/a&gt;. It is to-die-for granola. Joe and his girlfriend (the creator) gave me a sample a few weeks ago and I have been eating daily since. I ran out, so it was time to stop in and say hello and get my granola fix. We picked up some other produce and enjoyed a band all while we were there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of Saturday I pampered myself and then spent the evening with some amazing women. I hung out with Courtney, Eden, Claudia (Eden's mother in law), and some of her friends. They live out in the&amp;nbsp;country&amp;nbsp;and it was so great to enjoy the outdoors and the company of some of my favorite people...a little sangria didn't hurt&amp;nbsp;either. I have some beautiful pictures of the&amp;nbsp;scenery&amp;nbsp;and us looking like Southern Belles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday was domesticated....cleaning, grocery list making, and we made a&amp;nbsp;delicious&amp;nbsp;dinner with our farmer's market purchases.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you had a blessed weekend also.&lt;br /&gt;XOXO&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4307751271065210242-1292047718327786535?l=cmustain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cmustain.blogspot.com/feeds/1292047718327786535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4307751271065210242&amp;postID=1292047718327786535' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307751271065210242/posts/default/1292047718327786535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307751271065210242/posts/default/1292047718327786535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cmustain.blogspot.com/2010/05/weekend-snippets_23.html' title='Weekend Snippets'/><author><name>Cara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12103107099482090112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S7Pbds561RI/AAAAAAAAaEA/GUftgkVtj18/S220/IMG_6257.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S_ncoRQvU-I/AAAAAAAAafs/MCWNXJH6Q9A/s72-c/DSC_0096.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4307751271065210242.post-2342751866835480300</id><published>2010-05-19T18:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T18:11:03.580-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Goals</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I always have lots of plans for things I am going to do during the summer, but somehow I always end up sleeping and movie watching my time away. The summers bring out the laziness in me. I am prone to rarely leave the house, much less the couch. My head is always thinking "don't worry, you have all day tomorrow to do that". But, tomorrow comes and that same mantra enters my head. Next thing I know it is time to go back to school and I have gotten absolutely nothing accomplished. So &lt;a href="http://abeautifulmess.typepad.com/my_weblog/"&gt;A Beautiful Mess&lt;/a&gt; had this posted on their blog today and I am wondering if I did something like this if it would help me. If not at least it would look cute!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S_Ru1DGlM5I/AAAAAAAAadk/HQ-z8qHq-7k/s1600/6a00d8358081ff69e20134811e93a7970c-320wi.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="325" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S_Ru1DGlM5I/AAAAAAAAadk/HQ-z8qHq-7k/s400/6a00d8358081ff69e20134811e93a7970c-320wi.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are a few of my summer goals:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Strip and paint the dresser in the guest room&lt;br /&gt;- Decide on a color and paint the nightstands in our bedroom.&lt;br /&gt;- Create unit plans for each of the reading strategies.&lt;br /&gt;- Organize and back up all of my photos.&lt;br /&gt;- Make a plan for my&lt;a href="http://www.happiness-project.com/"&gt; happiness project&lt;/a&gt; next year. (which is an amazing book by the way)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I will have several more things to add to the list, but this is a decent start. What are your summer goals?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4307751271065210242-2342751866835480300?l=cmustain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cmustain.blogspot.com/feeds/2342751866835480300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4307751271065210242&amp;postID=2342751866835480300' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307751271065210242/posts/default/2342751866835480300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307751271065210242/posts/default/2342751866835480300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cmustain.blogspot.com/2010/05/summer-goals.html' title='Summer Goals'/><author><name>Cara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12103107099482090112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S7Pbds561RI/AAAAAAAAaEA/GUftgkVtj18/S220/IMG_6257.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S_Ru1DGlM5I/AAAAAAAAadk/HQ-z8qHq-7k/s72-c/6a00d8358081ff69e20134811e93a7970c-320wi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4307751271065210242.post-3994204497388128971</id><published>2010-05-17T19:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T19:59:06.625-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Being Green is Easy</title><content type='html'>They say that small changes are what are going to help the earth. Everyone needs to do a little something and all of those little somethings will make a big difference. Well today Ian and I went to Walmart to grab a few things. As we were leaving Ian pointed out the receipt--since I never look at it anyway. Walmart is doing their little something (and trust me I know they can do a lot more, but it's a start). Look closely at the bottom left hand corner. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S_Hk-27QGvI/AAAAAAAAac4/t-MezwcGaMU/s320/Walmart.jpg" width="240" /&gt;Front &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S_Hk_oJH5PI/AAAAAAAAadA/QzRUpgYOPcI/s320/Walmart2.jpg" width="240" /&gt;Back &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;They are now printing their receipts on &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;both &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;sides of the paper. What a great way to save some trees...Kudos! Now I only need them to email me a copy of my receipt, so I don't waste any paper at all. I will be honest all of my receipts end up in a big wad at the bottom of my purse and end up in the trash without as much as a second glance. I hope you find the new discovery as fascinating as Ian and I did.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4307751271065210242-3994204497388128971?l=cmustain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cmustain.blogspot.com/feeds/3994204497388128971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4307751271065210242&amp;postID=3994204497388128971' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307751271065210242/posts/default/3994204497388128971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307751271065210242/posts/default/3994204497388128971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cmustain.blogspot.com/2010/05/being-green-is-easy.html' title='Being Green is Easy'/><author><name>Cara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12103107099482090112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S7Pbds561RI/AAAAAAAAaEA/GUftgkVtj18/S220/IMG_6257.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S_Hk-27QGvI/AAAAAAAAac4/t-MezwcGaMU/s72-c/Walmart.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4307751271065210242.post-2667660010723792572</id><published>2010-05-16T19:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-16T19:21:55.771-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend Snippets</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S_CKqA2hRGI/AAAAAAAAabg/mHrMXt4x1SI/s320/DSCN3340.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S_CKxOjcPvI/AAAAAAAAabo/4COQVb3rEWE/s1600/DSCN3348.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S_CKxOjcPvI/AAAAAAAAabo/4COQVb3rEWE/s320/DSCN3348.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S_CK5IZnCmI/AAAAAAAAabw/8YYF0yaVA00/s1600/DSC_0078.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S_CK5IZnCmI/AAAAAAAAabw/8YYF0yaVA00/s320/DSC_0078.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The Word of the Weekend: Rain.&lt;br /&gt;This weekend involved some sickness, Ladies Night at the Royals Game (too bad I went with two men) , the crawl for cancer, sushi, and then a nice relaxing Sunday. Unfortunately, many of those activies were very wet. But despite the weather I still had am amazing weekend. How could it not be with pink cotton candy, unlimited beer, and lots of sleep! XOXO&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4307751271065210242-2667660010723792572?l=cmustain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cmustain.blogspot.com/feeds/2667660010723792572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4307751271065210242&amp;postID=2667660010723792572' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307751271065210242/posts/default/2667660010723792572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307751271065210242/posts/default/2667660010723792572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cmustain.blogspot.com/2010/05/weekend-snippets_16.html' title='Weekend Snippets'/><author><name>Cara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12103107099482090112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S7Pbds561RI/AAAAAAAAaEA/GUftgkVtj18/S220/IMG_6257.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S_CJj1ddDaI/AAAAAAAAaaQ/m2VeovKEo08/s72-c/DSC_0008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4307751271065210242.post-7311563753812422900</id><published>2010-05-10T21:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T21:11:39.011-05:00</updated><title type='text'>3 things I love</title><content type='html'>1) Thunderstorms&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S-iRE9N1pgI/AAAAAAAAaYQ/4AkTYxryqGI/s1600/23531544_4cf68a61ee_m.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S-iRE9N1pgI/AAAAAAAAaYQ/4AkTYxryqGI/s320/23531544_4cf68a61ee_m.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S-iRGCNfYoI/AAAAAAAAaYY/mFR7tKmJ7XU/s1600/1378009090_6c49b8c7a4_m.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S-iRGCNfYoI/AAAAAAAAaYY/mFR7tKmJ7XU/s320/1378009090_6c49b8c7a4_m.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S-iRHkDX3II/AAAAAAAAaYg/iVF_3eV_qx4/s1600/TS.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S-iRHkDX3II/AAAAAAAAaYg/iVF_3eV_qx4/s320/TS.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;I love thunderstorms. Spring is one of my favorite seasons for that very reason. Today we have had some stormy weather around here and it has made me very happy! Granted, I like thunderstorms more when I don't have to go to work, but anytime I can get them I will take them! I love the sound of the rain hitting the windows, the cool breeze that blows, and the smell of the rain. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Flowers &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S-iTlUTd0KI/AAAAAAAAaZQ/GnMa3qBF6c0/s1600/IMG_7844.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S-iTlUTd0KI/AAAAAAAAaZQ/GnMa3qBF6c0/s320/IMG_7844.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S-iSfGOeKtI/AAAAAAAAaYo/_ZyqkOZkIzY/s1600/543389275_8025fc533c_m.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S-iSfGOeKtI/AAAAAAAAaYo/_ZyqkOZkIzY/s320/543389275_8025fc533c_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S-iSg-LEyfI/AAAAAAAAaYw/rzdcNNGpsHo/s1600/1819472111_2e09f25e9d_m.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S-iSg-LEyfI/AAAAAAAAaYw/rzdcNNGpsHo/s320/1819472111_2e09f25e9d_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S-iShfesYjI/AAAAAAAAaY4/4MVz6ZD_lCs/s1600/3789184618_9a62db9369_m.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S-iShfesYjI/AAAAAAAAaY4/4MVz6ZD_lCs/s320/3789184618_9a62db9369_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S-iShyrLOkI/AAAAAAAAaZA/_AYf-gHi4qc/s1600/4386523302_404cfa429b_m.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S-iShyrLOkI/AAAAAAAAaZA/_AYf-gHi4qc/s320/4386523302_404cfa429b_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S-iTLmi4LAI/AAAAAAAAaZI/jWjtrwZaumI/s1600/IMG_7194.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S-iTLmi4LAI/AAAAAAAAaZI/jWjtrwZaumI/s320/IMG_7194.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I have been going to the nursery a lot to get stuff ready for both my yard and my mom's yard! I have fallen in love with flowers. There are so many different varieties and each one makes me happy. I love the bright, cheery colors. It has been fun choosing flowers for my yard. The problem now is that every time I go I want to spend lots and lots of money. But at least I have found something that makes me happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Teal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S-i78dGH3jI/AAAAAAAAaZY/fuKKlJOxiqI/s1600/2324965440_16f349a51d_m.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S-i78dGH3jI/AAAAAAAAaZY/fuKKlJOxiqI/s320/2324965440_16f349a51d_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S-i79MWtbgI/AAAAAAAAaZg/MGJn3uTOmRE/s1600/2341579766_dd6928aefb_m.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S-i79MWtbgI/AAAAAAAAaZg/MGJn3uTOmRE/s320/2341579766_dd6928aefb_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S-i7-hBxTeI/AAAAAAAAaZo/Ze625WpV96U/s1600/3006784398_12231ca01d_m.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S-i7-hBxTeI/AAAAAAAAaZo/Ze625WpV96U/s320/3006784398_12231ca01d_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S-i7_bAbipI/AAAAAAAAaZw/ESVBS-YGNLk/s1600/3425143293_3649ed19ce_m.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S-i7_bAbipI/AAAAAAAAaZw/ESVBS-YGNLk/s320/3425143293_3649ed19ce_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S-i8AImLH2I/AAAAAAAAaZ4/GznON3tbH3g/s1600/3752252915_aa10ac7625_m.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S-i8AImLH2I/AAAAAAAAaZ4/GznON3tbH3g/s320/3752252915_aa10ac7625_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S-i8TqS1UlI/AAAAAAAAaaA/RTQbcKsbx_k/s1600/DSCN2974.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S-i8TqS1UlI/AAAAAAAAaaA/RTQbcKsbx_k/s320/DSCN2974.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S-i8aU5D10I/AAAAAAAAaaI/tSBz_ly7M5A/s320/DSCN3036.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I am so into this color now. I want everything around me to be this color- my clothes, my furniture, and my decor. This color makes me so happy! If you have anything good this color, pass it my way! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span id="goog_190603682"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_190603683"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4307751271065210242-7311563753812422900?l=cmustain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cmustain.blogspot.com/feeds/7311563753812422900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4307751271065210242&amp;postID=7311563753812422900' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307751271065210242/posts/default/7311563753812422900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307751271065210242/posts/default/7311563753812422900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cmustain.blogspot.com/2010/05/3-things-i-love.html' title='3 things I love'/><author><name>Cara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12103107099482090112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S7Pbds561RI/AAAAAAAAaEA/GUftgkVtj18/S220/IMG_6257.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S-iRE9N1pgI/AAAAAAAAaYQ/4AkTYxryqGI/s72-c/23531544_4cf68a61ee_m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4307751271065210242.post-7259055238450993345</id><published>2010-05-09T21:29:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T21:54:25.711-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend Snippets</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;Friday was a pretty chill night. Ian had plans to see an 11:00 showing of Iron Man 2, but I had no desire to see that movie and especially that late at night. So, we spent Friday night before he left making some delicious chicken on the grill and having some wonderful wine! We then drove around the lake where I used my new camera to capture some fun pictures! Ian later went to the movie, while I slept soundly! For those of you who are interested, Ian recommends the movie! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We got up early Saturday morning and headed down to the Lee's Summit Farmer's Market. I was so disappointed because they only had flowers and no produce...which means it was a wasted trip. We spent the remainder of the day tilling up the soil and planting our garden :) Can't wait to have some fresh food that I produced myself! Saturday evening we had a surprise party for Allison to celebrate her 30th!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Sunday Ian and I slept in until 11:00. The funny thing is the night before Ian had said I feel like our days of sleeping in are over...guess not. We went grocery shopping and then headed out to spend the day with my mom. We went and helped her pick out and plant some new ferns. Ian and I came home and did some cleaning and then I returned to my normal Sunday evening routine. I usually spend the evening getting ready for the next week of school. I have had a student teacher the last 12 weeks so it has been quite a while since I have had to do school stuff on the weekends. Well, I am officially teaching again, so my school bag was dragged out and utilized. I am excited to start teaching again. I have missed it :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Hope you had a great weekend too!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;XOXO &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Cara&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span id="goog_485100854"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_485100855"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4307751271065210242-7259055238450993345?l=cmustain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cmustain.blogspot.com/feeds/7259055238450993345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4307751271065210242&amp;postID=7259055238450993345' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307751271065210242/posts/default/7259055238450993345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307751271065210242/posts/default/7259055238450993345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cmustain.blogspot.com/2010/05/weekend-snippets_09.html' title='Weekend Snippets'/><author><name>Cara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12103107099482090112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S7Pbds561RI/AAAAAAAAaEA/GUftgkVtj18/S220/IMG_6257.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S-dp9VfBoAI/AAAAAAAAaYI/rH4mWgZ1R_A/s72-c/DSCN3325.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4307751271065210242.post-553511740973490668</id><published>2010-05-06T20:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-06T20:55:20.152-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Allison!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S-Nw5v4RiRI/AAAAAAAAaV4/YFdxS6Bjr4c/s1600/DSCN3281.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S-Nw5v4RiRI/AAAAAAAAaV4/YFdxS6Bjr4c/s320/DSCN3281.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Happy 30th Birthday to my meant-to-be best friend! Allison and I have known each other since sixth grade, but never really clicked (most of you who know us, know how she made fun of me :). Well, we decided that someone really wanted us to be friends because my second year of teaching Al and I were placed in the same grade level at Randall. We quickly became close and have been inseparable ever since. &lt;br /&gt;Allison is an &lt;a href="http://www.allisoncarenza.com/"&gt;amazing photographer&lt;/a&gt;, but an even more amazing friend. She has really helped to shape who I am today. She believes in me as a person, and has helped me believe in myself and have more confidence. She also accepts me for exactly who I am and loves me despite my flaws!&lt;br /&gt;Al is one of the most confident, fun-loving people I know. We can go out or just lay around in her bed and still have a wonderful time. She loves to bring people together and is always organizing our group's outings. I am very, very blessed to have this fantastic lady in my life. We have had an unforgettable time in our 20's and can't wait to see how our lives continue with each other in our 30's. Happy Birthday Allison! I love you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4307751271065210242-553511740973490668?l=cmustain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cmustain.blogspot.com/feeds/553511740973490668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4307751271065210242&amp;postID=553511740973490668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307751271065210242/posts/default/553511740973490668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307751271065210242/posts/default/553511740973490668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cmustain.blogspot.com/2010/05/happy-birthday-allison.html' title='Happy Birthday Allison!'/><author><name>Cara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12103107099482090112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S7Pbds561RI/AAAAAAAAaEA/GUftgkVtj18/S220/IMG_6257.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S-Nw5v4RiRI/AAAAAAAAaV4/YFdxS6Bjr4c/s72-c/DSCN3281.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4307751271065210242.post-9070272202236932109</id><published>2010-05-02T20:16:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-02T20:22:49.703-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend Snippets</title><content type='html'>First, I somehow went the entire weekend without makeup. I am pretty sure I haven't done that since I was in middle school. And I must say, I can only do that once it is summery because my freckles have come out and make me look &lt;strike&gt;tan&lt;/strike&gt; darker than I normally am. Well, this weekend was a busy one and one that made Ian and I feel old because it involved lots of home projects. Being an adult isn't all it's cracked up to be. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday night Ian and I went and ate at fun new bar in Waldo, called the Well. Unfortunately it was a bit too chilly to sit outside, but we did get to hang out outside later at the Brookside Art Festival. There were some amazing artists there. Al and I were talking and trying to figure out which type of art sells the best. I think it's photography, but I thought maybe it was just because I am most interested in that. We wrapped up Friday night with a few Blue Moons from Charlie Hoopers. Nothing like a fun night with friends! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S94YlLaOmiI/AAAAAAAAaT8/15BBnyYXqEw/s1600/IMG_7776.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S94YlLaOmiI/AAAAAAAAaT8/15BBnyYXqEw/s320/IMG_7776.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S94ZTMI-QGI/AAAAAAAAaUE/l7joP9kJnHE/s1600/IMG_7781.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S94ZTMI-QGI/AAAAAAAAaUE/l7joP9kJnHE/s320/IMG_7781.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S94Zl037y4I/AAAAAAAAaUM/uWdedECFdpw/s1600/IMG_7782.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S94Zl037y4I/AAAAAAAAaUM/uWdedECFdpw/s320/IMG_7782.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S94aCUSxn0I/AAAAAAAAaUU/Qh32QkpU-nM/s1600/IMG_7805.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S94aCUSxn0I/AAAAAAAAaUU/Qh32QkpU-nM/s320/IMG_7805.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday I went to the nursery with my mom. This is a great place to take pictures because the colors are amazing. I have also just come to realize how happy flowers make me. And lucky for me I have the best mom in the &lt;strike&gt;world&lt;/strike&gt; universe so she bought me some flowers that are now happily in my yard. She also came over and helped Ian and I continue part 2 of making the backyard jungle into a nice area. We ripped out an entire section of plants and are getting ready to plant our garden. And Saturday evening we finally broke out the grill with some steaks, twice baked potatoes, and sweet corn. Ian and I watched a few movies and went to get some Custards...mmmm it is so delicious. We were too tired to do anything else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S94aRMe_wRI/AAAAAAAAaUc/0e_S3RSogAw/s1600/IMG_7816.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S94aRMe_wRI/AAAAAAAAaUc/0e_S3RSogAw/s320/IMG_7816.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S94a3qBTSTI/AAAAAAAAaUk/HBMYSAmMAZo/s320/IMG_7835.JPG" /&gt;The cute little one-eyed frog we found &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S94bfHisajI/AAAAAAAAaUs/g3SFNJ3447A/s1600/IMG_7813.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S94bfHisajI/AAAAAAAAaUs/g3SFNJ3447A/s320/IMG_7813.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S94caGI6tpI/AAAAAAAAaU0/34coV_olGog/s1600/IMG_7847.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S94caGI6tpI/AAAAAAAAaU0/34coV_olGog/s320/IMG_7847.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S94c8yjToqI/AAAAAAAAaU8/ks1vHk6ZfK8/s1600/IMG_7843.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S94c8yjToqI/AAAAAAAAaU8/ks1vHk6ZfK8/s320/IMG_7843.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S94d_D8nsSI/AAAAAAAAaVE/0d2Woi9Hm7I/s1600/IMG_7863.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S94d_D8nsSI/AAAAAAAAaVE/0d2Woi9Hm7I/s320/IMG_7863.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S94eW_dd8hI/AAAAAAAAaVM/4iix7QOiKCE/s1600/IMG_7850.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S94eW_dd8hI/AAAAAAAAaVM/4iix7QOiKCE/s320/IMG_7850.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S94ejWC9tGI/AAAAAAAAaVU/Pzwq0StZWM4/s1600/IMG_7879.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S94ejWC9tGI/AAAAAAAAaVU/Pzwq0StZWM4/s320/IMG_7879.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S94e0oXUcXI/AAAAAAAAaVc/O-mTBbPN3i0/s1600/IMG_7884.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S94e0oXUcXI/AAAAAAAAaVc/O-mTBbPN3i0/s320/IMG_7884.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S94fOmUx0CI/AAAAAAAAaVk/1qNQI26RQfY/s1600/IMG_7871.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S94fOmUx0CI/AAAAAAAAaVk/1qNQI26RQfY/s320/IMG_7871.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday we repaid my mom by helping in her yard. We also went shopping. Here are my purchases from the thrift store, Forever 21, and some freebies from my mom's house :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S94jJbXxL_I/AAAAAAAAaVs/zAEhgkqT-jg/s1600/IMG_7886.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S94jJbXxL_I/AAAAAAAAaVs/zAEhgkqT-jg/s320/IMG_7886.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Hope you had a happy weekend!!! xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4307751271065210242-9070272202236932109?l=cmustain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cmustain.blogspot.com/feeds/9070272202236932109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4307751271065210242&amp;postID=9070272202236932109' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307751271065210242/posts/default/9070272202236932109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307751271065210242/posts/default/9070272202236932109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cmustain.blogspot.com/2010/05/weekend-snippets.html' title='Weekend Snippets'/><author><name>Cara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12103107099482090112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S7Pbds561RI/AAAAAAAAaEA/GUftgkVtj18/S220/IMG_6257.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S94YlLaOmiI/AAAAAAAAaT8/15BBnyYXqEw/s72-c/IMG_7776.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4307751271065210242.post-2464778812618598785</id><published>2010-04-26T18:37:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T18:37:21.149-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ill</title><content type='html'>Acid Reflux is no fun :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4307751271065210242-2464778812618598785?l=cmustain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cmustain.blogspot.com/feeds/2464778812618598785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4307751271065210242&amp;postID=2464778812618598785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307751271065210242/posts/default/2464778812618598785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307751271065210242/posts/default/2464778812618598785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cmustain.blogspot.com/2010/04/ill.html' title='Ill'/><author><name>Cara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12103107099482090112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S7Pbds561RI/AAAAAAAAaEA/GUftgkVtj18/S220/IMG_6257.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4307751271065210242.post-1990553140295243437</id><published>2010-04-25T22:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-25T22:21:33.668-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend Snippets</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S9T8noONCwI/AAAAAAAAaRU/tTG8jsfnZdc/s1600/DSCN3242.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S9T8noONCwI/AAAAAAAAaRU/tTG8jsfnZdc/s320/DSCN3242.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S9T8xxi4bZI/AAAAAAAAaRg/ktUVEZGDXMI/s1600/DSCN3243.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S9T8xxi4bZI/AAAAAAAAaRg/ktUVEZGDXMI/s320/DSCN3243.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S9T86yc2sgI/AAAAAAAAaRo/ZwGg9S0tcGA/s1600/DSCN3246.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S9T86yc2sgI/AAAAAAAAaRo/ZwGg9S0tcGA/s320/DSCN3246.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S9T9QNJAjmI/AAAAAAAAaRw/dqC8tzZRhEQ/s1600/DSCN3277.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S9T92fVMCsI/AAAAAAAAaSQ/dR4sa3oYhvw/s320/DSCN3260.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S9T-Acv66pI/AAAAAAAAaSY/8TJLPioNi-I/s1600/IMG_7466.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S9T-Acv66pI/AAAAAAAAaSY/8TJLPioNi-I/s320/IMG_7466.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry that most of the photos are taken on the same day. I have not been feeling well, therefore I tried to have a pretty laid back weekend. On Friday, we had a bike rodeo at school where the kids were obsessed with my camera. Hints, the terrible picture of me above. The remainder of the evening was spent watching The Lovely Bones...very dark movie. I enjoyed the book more, but then I always do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday was my busy day. We went to the Parkville Brew Fest. Ian had been there a few years ago and remembered it being in a large tent. Well, in the past few years the fest has grown quite a bit. Which means it is too big for tents. We were not prepared. but were were troopers. We spent a good 3 hours out in the steady rain. We were soaking wet but decided that it made the day more memorable. We then went to watch the Royals lose. But, we got lucky with our tickets and we were under the overhang. So I didn't get wet from that rain, but don't worry I was still wet the whole evening from being drenched before. We rounded out the evening by stopping by to wish Ashlynne and Dan a happy birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday I was sick allllll day long. I didn't move off of the couch. Instead, I laid in misery with my stomach bug. I am hoping to feel better tomorrow, already got my alarm set to make a doctor's appointment.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4307751271065210242-1990553140295243437?l=cmustain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cmustain.blogspot.com/feeds/1990553140295243437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4307751271065210242&amp;postID=1990553140295243437' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307751271065210242/posts/default/1990553140295243437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307751271065210242/posts/default/1990553140295243437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cmustain.blogspot.com/2010/04/weekend-snippets_25.html' title='Weekend Snippets'/><author><name>Cara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12103107099482090112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S7Pbds561RI/AAAAAAAAaEA/GUftgkVtj18/S220/IMG_6257.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S9T8noONCwI/AAAAAAAAaRU/tTG8jsfnZdc/s72-c/DSCN3242.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4307751271065210242.post-6350210656236002887</id><published>2010-04-21T19:29:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T20:08:08.047-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Strawberry Shortcake</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;One of my students the other day was telling me that her mom made her strawberry shortcakes for dessert the previous night. I realized that the last time I had one, my mom was still cooking for me. I couldn't shake the thought from my head and last night I picked stuff up at the store to make some!!! Here is my yummy dessert! Thanks Ian for making it since I wasn't feeling so good! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S8-XyFEW2PI/AAAAAAAAaRA/DJfatvcqDfY/s1600/IMG_7423.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S8-XyFEW2PI/AAAAAAAAaRA/DJfatvcqDfY/s400/IMG_7423.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Poor Ian is a picky eater so he had to go with a ice cream bar which apparently didn't measure up to his standards ( and was&amp;nbsp; more calories :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S8-X4ibBdTI/AAAAAAAAaRI/hUDEUd3vxo8/s1600/IMG_7425.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S8-X4ibBdTI/AAAAAAAAaRI/hUDEUd3vxo8/s320/IMG_7425.JPG" /&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/4307751271065210242-6350210656236002887?l=cmustain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cmustain.blogspot.com/feeds/6350210656236002887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4307751271065210242&amp;postID=6350210656236002887' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307751271065210242/posts/default/6350210656236002887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307751271065210242/posts/default/6350210656236002887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cmustain.blogspot.com/2010/04/strawberry-shortcake.html' title='Strawberry Shortcake'/><author><name>Cara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12103107099482090112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S7Pbds561RI/AAAAAAAAaEA/GUftgkVtj18/S220/IMG_6257.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S8-XyFEW2PI/AAAAAAAAaRA/DJfatvcqDfY/s72-c/IMG_7423.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4307751271065210242.post-7942051766615789668</id><published>2010-04-19T20:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T20:10:45.861-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Biking</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Today Ian and I decided to go for a bike ride. We took a new route down Colbern and realized that we were in trouble. The wonderful smell of BBQ was drifting past us. My stomach started growling and I knew the only way to cure it was to eat BBQ for dinner. This was not in our plan but we knew that was what we had to do. We finished our bike ride, took Killian for a little walk and then were off to satisfy our stomachs. I wanted to enjoy the weather so we had an impromptu picnic at the lake with our BBQ. I had a great time enjoying nature and spending some quality time with Ian. We took some pictures on the I phone so I am not sure of the quality! Enjoy! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S8z-Dyld0mI/AAAAAAAAaQw/x5cuG5DE8fY/s1600/IMG_0681.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S8z-Dyld0mI/AAAAAAAAaQw/x5cuG5DE8fY/s320/IMG_0681.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S8z9tu1AhRI/AAAAAAAAaQY/0X5iVG9UzY0/s1600/IMG_0679-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S8z9tu1AhRI/AAAAAAAAaQY/0X5iVG9UzY0/s320/IMG_0679-1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S8z-MHjUgHI/AAAAAAAAaQ4/eibH1ozYvWk/s1600/IMG_0683.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S8z-MHjUgHI/AAAAAAAAaQ4/eibH1ozYvWk/s320/IMG_0683.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S8z98jkiReI/AAAAAAAAaQo/PAqZQLMbuNM/s1600/IMG_0682.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S8z98jkiReI/AAAAAAAAaQo/PAqZQLMbuNM/s320/IMG_0682.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S8z93N4oDgI/AAAAAAAAaQg/EAyYP83eGyQ/s1600/IMG_0680.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S8z93N4oDgI/AAAAAAAAaQg/EAyYP83eGyQ/s320/IMG_0680.JPG" /&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/4307751271065210242-7942051766615789668?l=cmustain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cmustain.blogspot.com/feeds/7942051766615789668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4307751271065210242&amp;postID=7942051766615789668' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307751271065210242/posts/default/7942051766615789668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307751271065210242/posts/default/7942051766615789668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cmustain.blogspot.com/2010/04/biking.html' title='Biking'/><author><name>Cara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12103107099482090112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S7Pbds561RI/AAAAAAAAaEA/GUftgkVtj18/S220/IMG_6257.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S8z-Dyld0mI/AAAAAAAAaQw/x5cuG5DE8fY/s72-c/IMG_0681.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4307751271065210242.post-5633126913694038494</id><published>2010-04-18T21:02:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T21:09:08.341-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend Snippets</title><content type='html'>This weekend was all about &lt;a href="http://iancahill.tumblr.com/"&gt;Ian&lt;/a&gt;! His 30th was this week so we had the party to celebrate this weekend. Friday, Ian and I both had off so we spent the day cleaning and redecorating the house. I must say that it was all spruced up for the party!! Then we had dinner with Ian's dad and Tracy on Friday night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S8uvIX1Dp7I/AAAAAAAAaN0/Ax1yWm6SjaQ/s1600/IMG_7260.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S8uvIX1Dp7I/AAAAAAAAaN0/Ax1yWm6SjaQ/s320/IMG_7260.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S8uvVeLC23I/AAAAAAAAaN8/y3aniitK7Z0/s1600/IMG_7268.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S8uvVeLC23I/AAAAAAAAaN8/y3aniitK7Z0/s320/IMG_7268.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out my great new prints from &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/rollandtumblepress"&gt;Roll and Tumble Press&lt;/a&gt;. We have had them for a few weeks, but finally got around to buying frames and getting them hung up. I get happy ever time I see them hanging in my living room.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S8uvgEmQAzI/AAAAAAAAaOE/obQruv7PVxA/s1600/IMG_7270.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S8uvgEmQAzI/AAAAAAAAaOE/obQruv7PVxA/s320/IMG_7270.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S8uv12vo-zI/AAAAAAAAaOU/MGZNGy6WPJA/s1600/DSCN3098.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S8uv12vo-zI/AAAAAAAAaOU/MGZNGy6WPJA/s1600/DSCN3098.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S8uv12vo-zI/AAAAAAAAaOU/MGZNGy6WPJA/s320/DSCN3098.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MMM!! I love Chinese food, no matter how unhealthy! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since we got so much done on Friday, we got to relax Saturday morning. I read the entire book &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Something-Borrowed-Emily-Giffin/dp/0312321198/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1271642632&amp;amp;sr=8-1"&gt;Something Borrowed&lt;/a&gt; ~ I love chic lit :) . I know it doesn't make me any smarter, but it does provide me with a few hours of enjoyment. And after reading all morning I decided that I would mow the lawn for Ian. This may not seem like a big deal but since I have never mowed a lawn in the my 29 years of existence, it was a big deal for me. Ian decided to document it, but what you don't see is that he was running next to me giving me step by step directions. And when&amp;nbsp; I finished he did go back and redo some parts...but in my opinion I didn't do half bad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S8uwLnsCcWI/AAAAAAAAaOc/dGSUA8vrZAk/s1600/IMG_7296.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S8uwLnsCcWI/AAAAAAAAaOc/dGSUA8vrZAk/s320/IMG_7296.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The rest of Saturday was spent with good friends enjoying Ian's birthday. Ian's friend Matt drove all the way from Chicago to spend the evening with him, Ryan and Stephanie came up from Joplin, and even Ian's brothers showed up. We had a night of beer pong and camaraderie. It was a great night which ended after an hour of singing Roger Clyne at the top of our lungs and crawling into bed at 4:30. And I have no pictures from Sunday because we spent it cleaning up and recuperating.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S8uwyo8eeLI/AAAAAAAAaOs/ikcF8e0ri5E/s1600/IMG_7334.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S8uwyo8eeLI/AAAAAAAAaOs/ikcF8e0ri5E/s320/IMG_7334.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S8uxCUrKaKI/AAAAAAAAaO0/T96g_b6EMsc/s1600/IMG_7350.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S8uxCUrKaKI/AAAAAAAAaO0/T96g_b6EMsc/s320/IMG_7350.JPG" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Uncle Chris trying out some beer pong!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Group photo of those that lasted all night!!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S8uxQ7fAQPI/AAAAAAAAaO8/Vil5qWRU5X0/s1600/DSCN3107.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S8uxQ7fAQPI/AAAAAAAAaO8/Vil5qWRU5X0/s320/DSCN3107.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matt and Ian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S8uwlABty3I/AAAAAAAAaOk/arpIOu82UWI/s1600/IMG_7325.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S8uwlABty3I/AAAAAAAAaOk/arpIOu82UWI/s320/IMG_7325.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Ian blowing out his candles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S8uxii9tmwI/AAAAAAAAaPE/JCbPaOd2vXQ/s1600/DSCN3205.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S8uxii9tmwI/AAAAAAAAaPE/JCbPaOd2vXQ/s320/DSCN3205.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singing the night away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S8uzEBqmO3I/AAAAAAAAaP0/LB6ZurgB6s8/s1600/IMG_7335.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S8uzEBqmO3I/AAAAAAAAaP0/LB6ZurgB6s8/s320/IMG_7335.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Killian was sleepy....this is what our Sunday looked like :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4307751271065210242-5633126913694038494?l=cmustain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cmustain.blogspot.com/feeds/5633126913694038494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4307751271065210242&amp;postID=5633126913694038494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307751271065210242/posts/default/5633126913694038494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307751271065210242/posts/default/5633126913694038494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cmustain.blogspot.com/2010/04/weekend-snippets.html' title='Weekend Snippets'/><author><name>Cara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12103107099482090112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S7Pbds561RI/AAAAAAAAaEA/GUftgkVtj18/S220/IMG_6257.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S8uvIX1Dp7I/AAAAAAAAaN0/Ax1yWm6SjaQ/s72-c/IMG_7260.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4307751271065210242.post-6212861744094303032</id><published>2010-04-14T16:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T16:56:44.522-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S8Y5e9yoNlI/AAAAAAAAaNs/0iMAmNGsw7g/s320/IMG_6262.JPG" width="320" /&gt;Happy Birthday Ian!You are officially a 30 year old, man is that old :). Just kidding. I feel blessed to have such a caring, sensitive, and amazing person in my life. I look forward to spending the next 30 years with you! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4307751271065210242-6212861744094303032?l=cmustain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://iancahill.com' title='Happy Birthday'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cmustain.blogspot.com/feeds/6212861744094303032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4307751271065210242&amp;postID=6212861744094303032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307751271065210242/posts/default/6212861744094303032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307751271065210242/posts/default/6212861744094303032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cmustain.blogspot.com/2010/04/happy-birthday.html' title='Happy Birthday'/><author><name>Cara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12103107099482090112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S7Pbds561RI/AAAAAAAAaEA/GUftgkVtj18/S220/IMG_6257.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S8Y5e9yoNlI/AAAAAAAAaNs/0iMAmNGsw7g/s72-c/IMG_6262.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4307751271065210242.post-4076719319514558884</id><published>2010-04-13T21:14:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-13T21:16:47.601-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Deadliest Catch</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S8UhyNUSk1I/AAAAAAAAaNk/WYBZaFhIa3o/s1600/phil-harris-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S8UhyNUSk1I/AAAAAAAAaNk/WYBZaFhIa3o/s320/phil-harris-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The Deadliest Catch is a show that Ian started watching, but I quickly got addicted to (what can I say, I am a sucker for reality TV). It is all about crab fishing, the deadliest job in the world. This show is amazing and I soon had a favorite emerge. I love, love, love Captain Phil Harris. I am thinking my love of him is that he reminds me of my dad. He has that same rough exterior with a wonderful heard inside. Well a few months ago Captain Harris passed away. Tonight is the new season and it is so hard for me to watch. I am sure Ian is making fun of me, but I keep tearing up. This episode was filmed before he passed away so he is on the show as I am watching. I can't imagine the show without him because my favorite parts involve him. I admire his dedication to his job and the people on his boat. I also admire his love for his kids. I wish I could have his ability to be himself and make no apologies for it. I know I could learn some things from this person who appears to be a little rough around the edges. I know I will miss seeing his face on each show and I won't watch a single show without thinking of him. As weird as it sounds, thanks for being an inspiration to me and I am sure many other people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4307751271065210242-4076719319514558884?l=cmustain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cmustain.blogspot.com/feeds/4076719319514558884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4307751271065210242&amp;postID=4076719319514558884' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307751271065210242/posts/default/4076719319514558884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307751271065210242/posts/default/4076719319514558884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cmustain.blogspot.com/2010/04/deadliest-catch.html' title='Deadliest Catch'/><author><name>Cara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12103107099482090112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S7Pbds561RI/AAAAAAAAaEA/GUftgkVtj18/S220/IMG_6257.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S8UhyNUSk1I/AAAAAAAAaNk/WYBZaFhIa3o/s72-c/phil-harris-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4307751271065210242.post-4074701694944858985</id><published>2010-04-11T20:27:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T21:44:06.377-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend Snippets</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: left; 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A pair of &lt;a href="http://www.toms.com/"&gt;Tom's&amp;nbsp; shoes&lt;/a&gt;. For every pair that you buy they donate a pair to a child in need. Cute and helpful! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S8Jv1NS_3DI/AAAAAAAAaMk/Sg-uhbzs27Y/s1600/IMG_7194.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S8Jv1NS_3DI/AAAAAAAAaMk/Sg-uhbzs27Y/s320/IMG_7194.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spring flowers make me very happy! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S8JwCmhoe8I/AAAAAAAAaM0/PYTFZuPXHgg/s1600/IMG_7230.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S8JwCmhoe8I/AAAAAAAAaM0/PYTFZuPXHgg/s320/IMG_7230.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The clouds were so beautiful today. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S8JwV8lHu2I/AAAAAAAAaNM/uTYHCqi08Ug/s1600/DSCN3072.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S8JwV8lHu2I/AAAAAAAAaNM/uTYHCqi08Ug/s320/DSCN3072.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S8JwL4XoC4I/AAAAAAAAaM8/ycjjL48Q750/s1600/IMG_7227.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S8JwL4XoC4I/AAAAAAAAaM8/ycjjL48Q750/s320/IMG_7227.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I love me some flippy floppies! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S8JwhkMV8aI/AAAAAAAAaNU/b4nLNNxWch0/s1600/IMG_7165.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S8JwhkMV8aI/AAAAAAAAaNU/b4nLNNxWch0/s320/IMG_7165.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Cosmic Brownies are delicious. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S8J1TLcGa6I/AAAAAAAAaNc/iaHwT6Pmgt8/s1600/IMG_7250.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S8J1TLcGa6I/AAAAAAAAaNc/iaHwT6Pmgt8/s320/IMG_7250.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I conquered one of my fears!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's official.... SPRING has SPRUNG. And it is very apparent from all of my pictures. I spent most of the weekend outside working in the yard. Friday, Ian was doing his fantasy baseball draft so I took advantage of some alone time. I planted my seeds for my herb garden. The rest of the night, I enjoyed sitting on the deck reading and enjoying the weather. Killian had a great time relaxing in the yard..he loves to be outside. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday was a day spent outside as well. I got up and made some delicious bagel sandwiches. My mom came over and helped us in the yard. I have the most amazing mom who is always willing to help with anything we need. We transplated some flowers into one location. The people who owned the house before had lots of flowers and plants that had become overgrown. So we spent the day cleaning out the leaves and debris from the flower beds. No more weeds and dead plants, now my flower beds look nice and beautiful. Saturday night we met some of our amazing friends at Buffalo Wild Wings for beer and the UFC fight (go Matt Hughes!!!). I always have an amazing time when I am with the llamas and this was no exception. The night ended with the traditional late night visit to Taco Bell. Nothing tastes better after a night of drinking than a TB taco. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday we repaid my mom the favor by helping her out in her yard. Actually Ian helped her out and I enjoyed taking pictures of the clouds, tulips, and anything else that crossed my path. For those of you who know me, you realize I hate, hate, hate worms. I shriek every time I see them and will avoid them at all costs. Well today I held an worm (three to be exact)... nothing like facing a fear. Ian also couldn't wait so he opened one of his birthday presents a bit early. His own pair of Tom's shoes and I must say that he looks adorable in them! I hope you got to enjoy the beautiful weather this weekend too!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4307751271065210242-4074701694944858985?l=cmustain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cmustain.blogspot.com/feeds/4074701694944858985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4307751271065210242&amp;postID=4074701694944858985' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307751271065210242/posts/default/4074701694944858985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307751271065210242/posts/default/4074701694944858985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cmustain.blogspot.com/2010/04/bits-of-my-weekend_11.html' title='Weekend Snippets'/><author><name>Cara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12103107099482090112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S7Pbds561RI/AAAAAAAAaEA/GUftgkVtj18/S220/IMG_6257.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S8Jt2ZIrMTI/AAAAAAAAaK0/8LRsTedSQi4/s72-c/IMG_7080.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4307751271065210242.post-5963122535878706459</id><published>2010-04-07T22:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T22:03:34.621-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What I am reading</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S71Gw2hSjYI/AAAAAAAAaKs/bzAcA2eXww4/s400/book-small-seal.jpg" width="306" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This is the book I am currently reading is called &lt;a href="http://www.happiness-project.com/"&gt;The Happiness Project&lt;/a&gt;. I was very intrigued by this book, first, because I love reading others journeys of discovery. I also loved that she was able to do it in her normal day-to-day life with a few small changes. I have already been inspired to make a few changes such as the one sentence journal and act how you want to feel. I am wanting to do my own happiness project next year so I am making my list of things that I am wanting to work on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4307751271065210242-5963122535878706459?l=cmustain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cmustain.blogspot.com/feeds/5963122535878706459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4307751271065210242&amp;postID=5963122535878706459' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307751271065210242/posts/default/5963122535878706459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307751271065210242/posts/default/5963122535878706459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cmustain.blogspot.com/2010/04/what-i-am-reading.html' title='What I am reading'/><author><name>Cara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12103107099482090112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S7Pbds561RI/AAAAAAAAaEA/GUftgkVtj18/S220/IMG_6257.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S71Gw2hSjYI/AAAAAAAAaKs/bzAcA2eXww4/s72-c/book-small-seal.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4307751271065210242.post-7781505156794314250</id><published>2010-04-06T19:07:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T19:12:04.524-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My first redo!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Currently one of my favorite hobbies is to go vintage shopping and also to do some thrifting. I can find some really unique things for a great price. I have purchased several things previously with the intent to redo them but several of them are still sitting on my to do list. This weekend I was at &lt;a href="http://www.goodjujukc.com/"&gt;Good JU JU&lt;/a&gt; and found my first piece that I would refurb! This store is open the first weekend of every month and I have been almost every month for the last 8 (how long I have known about it). And I can always find some wonderful treasure waiting for me. Something I have been eyeing lately are these great ornate mirrors that have been painted bright, fun colors. So I found the perfect mirror during my most recent trip and my lovely mom was gracious enough to buy it for me. I went to Walmart and bought some turquoise paint (which is my new color). A bit of painter's tape, a few coats of paint, and handy Ian to hang it up has started a new addiction for me. I loved recreating this mirror and am ready to tackle the other pieces that have been collecting dust. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mirror before:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S7vL_VNyqlI/AAAAAAAAaKU/BnYpbknPTUk/s1600/DSCN3012.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S7vL_VNyqlI/AAAAAAAAaKU/BnYpbknPTUk/s320/DSCN3012.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The mirror after: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S7vMV5lW1zI/AAAAAAAAaKc/HUMSqRdEvUc/s1600/DSCN3036.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S7vMV5lW1zI/AAAAAAAAaKc/HUMSqRdEvUc/s320/DSCN3036.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A photo of the detail of the mirror: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S7vMb-m_GgI/AAAAAAAAaKk/IIoZnQkWI3Y/s1600/DSCN3037.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S7vMb-m_GgI/AAAAAAAAaKk/IIoZnQkWI3Y/s320/DSCN3037.JPG" /&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/4307751271065210242-7781505156794314250?l=cmustain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.goodjujukc.com/' title='My first redo!'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cmustain.blogspot.com/feeds/7781505156794314250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4307751271065210242&amp;postID=7781505156794314250' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307751271065210242/posts/default/7781505156794314250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307751271065210242/posts/default/7781505156794314250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cmustain.blogspot.com/2010/04/my-first-redo.html' title='My first redo!'/><author><name>Cara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12103107099482090112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S7Pbds561RI/AAAAAAAAaEA/GUftgkVtj18/S220/IMG_6257.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S7vL_VNyqlI/AAAAAAAAaKU/BnYpbknPTUk/s72-c/DSCN3012.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4307751271065210242.post-2467787753557876491</id><published>2010-04-05T18:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T18:43:26.471-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiration'/><title type='text'>Same Hill, Different Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;For the past 2 years I have visited a beautiful mound of earth that I have come to call "the hill." Each time I have come to the hill a new story is told to me as if the hill is my stage and the locals are the actors in this daily play.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;-paul&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a cool idea. I love that the idea that something as simple as a hill can tell such an amazing story. I would love to do a photography project like this. It's amazing that this hill is such an important memory to so many different people. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S7p0ILEKpyI/AAAAAAAAaJM/BvLWfL6XX-s/s1600/imag10.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S7p0ILEKpyI/AAAAAAAAaJM/BvLWfL6XX-s/s400/imag10.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S7p0KW2xRiI/AAAAAAAAaJc/Ocmld_DqUHg/s1600/image1-16.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S7p0KW2xRiI/AAAAAAAAaJc/Ocmld_DqUHg/s400/image1-16.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S7p0JCD9NGI/AAAAAAAAaJU/WXxzuU-z0q4/s1600/image1-4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; 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It is called Bits of My Weekend and will include snapshots of my weekend. I hope you enjoy it because I love living it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S7k_qqyWCjI/AAAAAAAAaGk/wrWlxHzz_0I/s1600/DSCN2957.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S7k_qqyWCjI/AAAAAAAAaGk/wrWlxHzz_0I/s320/DSCN2957.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S7k_wynBgkI/AAAAAAAAaGs/qJnnDUblkxE/s1600/DSCN2962.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S7k_wynBgkI/AAAAAAAAaGs/qJnnDUblkxE/s320/DSCN2962.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S7k_4oycvcI/AAAAAAAAaG0/PryhmzJS5qw/s1600/DSCN2972.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S7k_4oycvcI/AAAAAAAAaG0/PryhmzJS5qw/s320/DSCN2972.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S7lAAFsEFfI/AAAAAAAAaG8/JYSzzsXH6Js/s1600/DSCN2975.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S7lCbZ4l8kI/AAAAAAAAaI8/OmMuXHxtgaE/s320/IMG_6923.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S7lCf5J5DaI/AAAAAAAAaJE/dlicX8XpPPM/s1600/IMG_6969.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S7lCf5J5DaI/AAAAAAAAaJE/dlicX8XpPPM/s320/IMG_6969.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a wonderful weekend. First, it was Good Friday which means that I had an extra day off to enjoy. Friday started off with thunderstorms so I was able to relax to the sound of rain hitting the windows, which is one of my favorite things. Then, I got to spend the rest of the day with my wonderful mom. We did lots of running around (during which I realized that I was wearing two different colored flip-flops) and then we got a chance to do some vintage shopping... my favorite new thing to do. We went to Good JuJu and a new place called Liberty Belle. I got a mirror which I redid this weekend, adorable vintage curtains for my kitchen,&amp;nbsp; and also a fun cool vase. I also bought myself a few vintage scarfs, one of which you can see in the photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday also involved lots of yummy food- Dumplings from the Blue Koi and some crabs legs from the restaurant in Bass Pro Shop. And of course some delicious wine, even my mom loved it and she doesn't drink. We closed out the evening by turning the purple room into the gray room!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday was very busy too. Ian went to his Boulevard Tour which allowed me a bit of time to enjoy my new flowers that are growing in my yard. We then went to the Cole twins first birthday party. The rest of the evening was spent with good friends watching the Final Four Games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course Sunday was a great day because it was Easter. Anytime I get to spend time with my family and my two favorite kids is a great day. Ian and I&amp;nbsp; started in the morning by dying easter eggs, cleaning, and baking a cake. All the while, the wonderful weather allowed for all the windows to be opened and the music to be on. The nice weather made our Easter Celebration move outside. The kids played with water guns, ran around the yard, played catch, searched for eggs, and had more than their fair share of candy. It brought back some great memories of my own childhood. Killian had a great time chasing the kids around and even got himself a piece of pizza from Charlotte. But since he isn't used to kids, he crashed as soon as they left and has been sleeping since. Overall this was a busy, but very fun-filled weekend. I am very blessed to be surrounded by loving and amazing family and friends.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4307751271065210242-4882576052857780404?l=cmustain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cmustain.blogspot.com/feeds/4882576052857780404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4307751271065210242&amp;postID=4882576052857780404' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307751271065210242/posts/default/4882576052857780404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307751271065210242/posts/default/4882576052857780404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cmustain.blogspot.com/2010/04/bits-of-my-weekend.html' title='Weekend Snippets'/><author><name>Cara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12103107099482090112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S7Pbds561RI/AAAAAAAAaEA/GUftgkVtj18/S220/IMG_6257.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S7k_qqyWCjI/AAAAAAAAaGk/wrWlxHzz_0I/s72-c/DSCN2957.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4307751271065210242.post-2804895192787469197</id><published>2010-03-31T19:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T19:53:41.757-05:00</updated><title type='text'>T.J. Vamps</title><content type='html'>Ohh Trivia... I love trivia games although I am usually not all that good at it. Well, yesterday I got a chance to participate in a fundraiser trivia night (only because I am engaged to someone smart..but I am not complaining). All of the proceeds went to provide scholarships for students in our district who are entering into the field of education. We got a last minute team together for Randall and decided to compete, I wasn't expecting too much but ended up having a wonderful night. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically, It was 10 rounds with 10 questions in each round. Each round had a different theme and luckily we were a very well rounded team with everyone having expertise in different areas. We had cars, leaf identification, vampire, baseball, french cooking, definitions, Dickens characters, District information, and Oscar songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well we started out a little rocky, which is what we expected. Luckily we had a very enthusiastic team captain who ran to keep our spirits up (thanks court..if nothing else you provided some entertainment) During the fifth round something miraculous happened...we somehow became tied for first place. We stayed tied every round with the other leading team. &amp;nbsp; Well, it was time for the final round and we were still tied. I didn't realize I could get so stressed out over something that really didn't matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were hoping to pull ahead by ten points (one question)&amp;nbsp; or at least be close enough to our predicted score for the tiebreaker. For the record, we predicted 700 points, and our final total score was right on the nose. How awesome is that. In the end&amp;nbsp; we were able to squeak ahead just enough to pull out a win.... and the ability to take the trophy back to school. Nothing like a night of friends and fun for a good cause. 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Vamps'/><author><name>Cara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12103107099482090112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S7Pbds561RI/AAAAAAAAaEA/GUftgkVtj18/S220/IMG_6257.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S7Pp3yFDjQI/AAAAAAAAaFs/5K8Rp6GHjpI/s72-c/DSCN2950.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4307751271065210242.post-6571102463697413276</id><published>2010-03-29T21:49:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T21:56:09.207-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Engagement Photos</title><content type='html'>So, &lt;a href="http://greenweddingshoes.blogspot.com/2010/03/engagement-photos-on-ferry.html"&gt;engagement pictures&lt;/a&gt; are on my mind right now. I am loving the originality of these pictures. They are so unique and show the personality of the couple.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4307751271065210242-6571102463697413276?l=cmustain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://greenweddingshoes.blogspot.com/2010/03/engagement-photos-on-ferry.html' title='Engagement Photos'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cmustain.blogspot.com/feeds/6571102463697413276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4307751271065210242&amp;postID=6571102463697413276' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307751271065210242/posts/default/6571102463697413276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307751271065210242/posts/default/6571102463697413276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cmustain.blogspot.com/2010/03/engagement-photos.html' title='Engagement Photos'/><author><name>Cara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12103107099482090112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S7Pbds561RI/AAAAAAAAaEA/GUftgkVtj18/S220/IMG_6257.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4307751271065210242.post-8750493853307728242</id><published>2010-03-29T18:32:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T18:40:31.970-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I've missed you!</title><content type='html'>Well, it has been quite a while since I have posted, almost a year hiatus in fact. Ian and I are living together and engaged now and sitting home alone last night got me thinking.  I have decided that I really am a social being. I like living with someone and I like the opportunity to socialize with people, and I love being around people. On the other hand, I also like that time to myself (could it be the only child in me coming out?). I think it took an experience I thought was negative to allow me to feel comfortable alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am very glad that I got over a year to experience living by myself. I had always lived with someone...first it was my family, then my college roommates, then I got married. My divorce was the first time I was out on my own and it allowed me to learn a lot about myself. I think I grew more in the year I was forced to be alone, since there was no one else residing in my house. I learned a lot about who I am and I have realized that I do not need to apologize for that. I learned some negative things like I am messy and lazy, but I also learned that I am caring and a hard-worker ( to name a few). I had time to become comfortable in my own skin and for that I am thankful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So as much as I love living with Ian, I do relish those quiet nights when I get to be home with just my own thoughts and Killian curled up at my feet keeping them warm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4307751271065210242-8750493853307728242?l=cmustain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cmustain.blogspot.com/feeds/8750493853307728242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4307751271065210242&amp;postID=8750493853307728242' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307751271065210242/posts/default/8750493853307728242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307751271065210242/posts/default/8750493853307728242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cmustain.blogspot.com/2010/03/ive-missed-you.html' title='I&apos;ve missed you!'/><author><name>Cara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12103107099482090112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S7Pbds561RI/AAAAAAAAaEA/GUftgkVtj18/S220/IMG_6257.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4307751271065210242.post-5765330045922296687</id><published>2009-04-09T23:50:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T23:53:02.824-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter Eggs</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/Sd7QiDES_5I/AAAAAAAATzY/J9AVzkGdGIw/s1600-h/IMG_4855.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/Sd7QiDES_5I/AAAAAAAATzY/J9AVzkGdGIw/s320/IMG_4855.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322921092955963282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/Sd7Qh4aPO6I/AAAAAAAATzQ/InWF-4tU4AQ/s1600-h/IMG_4851.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/Sd7Qh4aPO6I/AAAAAAAATzQ/InWF-4tU4AQ/s320/IMG_4851.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322921090095201186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/Sd7Qhq6HD4I/AAAAAAAATzI/ut0RUJsXrOI/s1600-h/IMG_4848.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/Sd7Qhq6HD4I/AAAAAAAATzI/ut0RUJsXrOI/s320/IMG_4848.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322921086470786946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/Sd7QhFk0vFI/AAAAAAAATzA/cfC_uR59XlA/s1600-h/IMG_4845.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/Sd7QhFk0vFI/AAAAAAAATzA/cfC_uR59XlA/s320/IMG_4845.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322921076449393746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I have not the traditional egg dying since I was a kid. And I totally forgot how much fun it was. Tonight Ian and I decided we would dye Easter eggs. Ian and I went old school with dye and the magic crayon...except now there are way more colors than when we were kids. Neon included! Well enjoy our eggs and hopefully you get inspired to make some of your own! Happy Easter!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4307751271065210242-5765330045922296687?l=cmustain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cmustain.blogspot.com/feeds/5765330045922296687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4307751271065210242&amp;postID=5765330045922296687' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307751271065210242/posts/default/5765330045922296687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307751271065210242/posts/default/5765330045922296687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cmustain.blogspot.com/2009/04/easter-eggs.html' title='Easter Eggs'/><author><name>Cara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12103107099482090112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S7Pbds561RI/AAAAAAAAaEA/GUftgkVtj18/S220/IMG_6257.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/Sd7QiDES_5I/AAAAAAAATzY/J9AVzkGdGIw/s72-c/IMG_4855.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4307751271065210242.post-4359048758578614001</id><published>2009-03-31T20:51:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T20:54:53.173-05:00</updated><title type='text'>SADNESS</title><content type='html'>Its weird how sadness works. Sometimes something happens that causes me to be sad. For instance, some I love gets hurts, someone does something mean to me, I watch a movie that makes me cry. I totally get that but then I have days like today that make no sense to me. I am really sad today but there is no reason to be. Nothing has happened, I just feel sad. It's weird, usually something happens to spark an emotion, but often I just get sad for no reason. I feel mopey and sometimes I even cry. I am having one of those days. I feel this big weight on my chest, but have no idea why it is there. And of course, I pull back into my shell. I am hoping that tomorrow I wake up bright and cheery and forget this sad day. Who knows maybe that bubblebath and relaxing music will help it go away!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4307751271065210242-4359048758578614001?l=cmustain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cmustain.blogspot.com/feeds/4359048758578614001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4307751271065210242&amp;postID=4359048758578614001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307751271065210242/posts/default/4359048758578614001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307751271065210242/posts/default/4359048758578614001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cmustain.blogspot.com/2009/03/sadness.html' title='SADNESS'/><author><name>Cara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12103107099482090112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S7Pbds561RI/AAAAAAAAaEA/GUftgkVtj18/S220/IMG_6257.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4307751271065210242.post-4269843406157426656</id><published>2009-03-16T21:38:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T21:40:40.153-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Chiken</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/Sb8NMNgvZWI/AAAAAAAATw8/7Bghwfj-mxQ/s1600-h/photo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/Sb8NMNgvZWI/AAAAAAAATw8/7Bghwfj-mxQ/s320/photo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313980588757050722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was my breakfast on Saturday. I saw them on a television commercial and felt an sense of urgency to go and try them. They are totally worth it. The biscuits are the perfect amount of sweet and biscuity. They were cooked to perfection and it is great to bite into fast food chicken and have it be real chicken. These were so good and the fact that they were mini and cute made them better than Ian's big chicken sandwich.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4307751271065210242-4269843406157426656?l=cmustain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cmustain.blogspot.com/feeds/4269843406157426656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4307751271065210242&amp;postID=4269843406157426656' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307751271065210242/posts/default/4269843406157426656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307751271065210242/posts/default/4269843406157426656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cmustain.blogspot.com/2009/03/chiken.html' title='Chiken'/><author><name>Cara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12103107099482090112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S7Pbds561RI/AAAAAAAAaEA/GUftgkVtj18/S220/IMG_6257.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/Sb8NMNgvZWI/AAAAAAAATw8/7Bghwfj-mxQ/s72-c/photo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4307751271065210242.post-1877082195788220665</id><published>2009-02-26T22:24:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T22:29:34.797-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Hawaiian Chair</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/DHiqVygN-w0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/DHiqVygN-w0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw this and it made me crack up! Hope you enjoy it too!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4307751271065210242-1877082195788220665?l=cmustain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cmustain.blogspot.com/feeds/1877082195788220665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4307751271065210242&amp;postID=1877082195788220665' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307751271065210242/posts/default/1877082195788220665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307751271065210242/posts/default/1877082195788220665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cmustain.blogspot.com/2009/02/hawaiian-chair.html' title='Hawaiian Chair'/><author><name>Cara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12103107099482090112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S7Pbds561RI/AAAAAAAAaEA/GUftgkVtj18/S220/IMG_6257.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4307751271065210242.post-2830126726288778275</id><published>2009-02-26T22:10:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T22:21:19.242-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='website'/><title type='text'>PMS my a**</title><content type='html'>So this site is officially ridiculous. I have a few issues with it, just a few.&lt;br /&gt;First, I love how men always want to blame our bitchiness on PMS...sometimes we just need to be bitches (probably in part because of men).&lt;br /&gt;Second, why on earth do you need to be able to keep track of 5 women's cycles at once...can you say cheater.&lt;br /&gt;Third, it says your mom is someone you could track...come on do you really want to know your mom that intimately boys?&lt;br /&gt;Fourth, there is a freaking chat room where they can post who has the bitchier girlfriend... I am sure when your girlfriend reads it you will win that contest hands down.&lt;br /&gt;Fifth, here is the advice they gave to guys if your girlfriend is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;PMSing&lt;/span&gt;....&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;During PMS women can feel bloated and unattractive. Show her how you really feel with some sexy lingerie...&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Exactly what we want when we are feeling fat, something that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;doesn't&lt;/span&gt; cover us. We would rather have a comfy pair of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;PJ&lt;/span&gt; pants and some chocolate. (all the more proof that this was written by a man)&lt;br /&gt;Sixth, it claims to save relationships.... if you have to go to this site you don't deserve to be saved.&lt;br /&gt;And of course, don't forget to stop by the store and buy something.... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;becuase&lt;/span&gt; then those 5 women would never know what you were up to!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4307751271065210242-2830126726288778275?l=cmustain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://pmsbuddy.com/' title='PMS my a**'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cmustain.blogspot.com/feeds/2830126726288778275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4307751271065210242&amp;postID=2830126726288778275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307751271065210242/posts/default/2830126726288778275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307751271065210242/posts/default/2830126726288778275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cmustain.blogspot.com/2009/02/pms-my.html' title='PMS my a**'/><author><name>Cara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12103107099482090112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S7Pbds561RI/AAAAAAAAaEA/GUftgkVtj18/S220/IMG_6257.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4307751271065210242.post-2786876437987784580</id><published>2009-02-23T21:36:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T21:43:55.908-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Jaded</title><content type='html'>So I have officially been jaded by people. I was living in my innocent little bubble. In this bubble everyone got along perfectly. Sure, some people were a little more annoying and brought on a little more gossip than others, but overall all was well and happy. POP! That is what happened today. I realized that people are selfish and don't think before they act. They are so wrapped up in their self that they don't think of their actions and the effect they have on other people. I know there are still good people out there because I am surrounded by them, but I have also realized that there are some people who are not as good. This is hard for me to stomach, as I would think that people would be able to act like adults...for instance come and tell you if there is something wrong. I am in utter and complete shock at how the actions of one person have affected the lives of many, some more than others, but still people are affected. My schema has changed as I now realize that the world is not a happy little bubble, instead there is always someone waiting to pop that bubble for others because they aren't happy with themselves. I wish I could find a way to help these people...any ideas?!?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4307751271065210242-2786876437987784580?l=cmustain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cmustain.blogspot.com/feeds/2786876437987784580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4307751271065210242&amp;postID=2786876437987784580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307751271065210242/posts/default/2786876437987784580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307751271065210242/posts/default/2786876437987784580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cmustain.blogspot.com/2009/02/jaded.html' title='Jaded'/><author><name>Cara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12103107099482090112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S7Pbds561RI/AAAAAAAAaEA/GUftgkVtj18/S220/IMG_6257.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4307751271065210242.post-403395884829701517</id><published>2009-02-22T20:39:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T20:47:40.112-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Beautiful</title><content type='html'>So today at church we talked about beauty. We talked about how God's image is reflected in each of us and how everyone is beautiful. It was an amazing sermon but what was weird to me is how hard it is to take compliments from people. Part of our greeting this morning was to tell the people that we greeted that they were beautiful. First, I realized today how hard it is for me take a compliment. Ian is always telling me that I am too hard on myself and I realized that maybe I am. Someone simply telling me I was beautiful because they had been instructed to was hard for me to take. I didn't feel worthy of receiving that praise and it was weird. I didn't know how to accept it and that was awkward.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4307751271065210242-403395884829701517?l=cmustain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cmustain.blogspot.com/feeds/403395884829701517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4307751271065210242&amp;postID=403395884829701517' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307751271065210242/posts/default/403395884829701517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307751271065210242/posts/default/403395884829701517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cmustain.blogspot.com/2009/02/beautiful.html' title='Beautiful'/><author><name>Cara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12103107099482090112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S7Pbds561RI/AAAAAAAAaEA/GUftgkVtj18/S220/IMG_6257.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4307751271065210242.post-4938423778042527713</id><published>2009-02-18T21:43:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T21:48:49.444-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blessing'/><title type='text'>Happiness</title><content type='html'>So I was driving home from Ian's this evening and was thinking (something I do alot of lately). I have had so much going on and I have put all on my concentration on my stressful events that have occurred the last year or so (and continue to happen :( ) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, on my way I stopped thinking about the negative for a second and realized that I truly am happy. I am at a great place in my life right now. There are some circumstances that I am not happy with, but my life is full of blessings. I have a wonderful boyfriend who is sooooooooooooo supportive and thoughtful. He is more than I could have ever asked for. I have wonderful friends who are supportive and fun and caring. I have really leaned on all of them this year and I feel great. I have a great family who loves me no matter what . I love working with kids and have a job where I make a difference daily. I am happy with myself, sure there are some things that I want to change but I feel like I am on a good path. I am growing in my spirtuality and am realizing who I am. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is great to realize that despite certain things in my life that I am happy :) Thanks to everyone who is truly a blessing in my life and support the things in my life that are also blessings. I would not be who I am without these wonderful relationships.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4307751271065210242-4938423778042527713?l=cmustain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cmustain.blogspot.com/feeds/4938423778042527713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4307751271065210242&amp;postID=4938423778042527713' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307751271065210242/posts/default/4938423778042527713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307751271065210242/posts/default/4938423778042527713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cmustain.blogspot.com/2009/02/happiness.html' title='Happiness'/><author><name>Cara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12103107099482090112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S7Pbds561RI/AAAAAAAAaEA/GUftgkVtj18/S220/IMG_6257.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4307751271065210242.post-5326646405303615194</id><published>2009-02-10T21:07:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T21:10:13.147-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Can you say fat?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/SZJBN7-Dv9I/AAAAAAAATwE/UBiTaWazUBM/s1600-h/151769112_fa3ab1b1c4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/SZJBN7-Dv9I/AAAAAAAATwE/UBiTaWazUBM/s320/151769112_fa3ab1b1c4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301371419060584402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the reason why America is the fattest country... who would even think of this. DISGUSTING!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4307751271065210242-5326646405303615194?l=cmustain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cmustain.blogspot.com/feeds/5326646405303615194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4307751271065210242&amp;postID=5326646405303615194' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307751271065210242/posts/default/5326646405303615194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307751271065210242/posts/default/5326646405303615194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cmustain.blogspot.com/2009/02/can-you-say-fat.html' title='Can you say fat?'/><author><name>Cara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12103107099482090112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S7Pbds561RI/AAAAAAAAaEA/GUftgkVtj18/S220/IMG_6257.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/SZJBN7-Dv9I/AAAAAAAATwE/UBiTaWazUBM/s72-c/151769112_fa3ab1b1c4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4307751271065210242.post-1293455115507055639</id><published>2009-02-04T21:07:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T22:37:16.908-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Light Brown M&amp;M</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/SYpYFP7MxEI/AAAAAAAATv8/qEzOG_u4M-g/s1600-h/MMs2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 237px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/SYpYFP7MxEI/AAAAAAAATv8/qEzOG_u4M-g/s320/MMs2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299144758752232514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So somehow last night Ian and I got to talking about M&amp;M's. I asked him if remembered the light brown one that they used to have in the 80's.  And of course he said no (he likes to be opposite of me). So, of course I know that I am right and jet out on my journey to completely prove him wrong. I know this is going to be easy because I am 100% confident in my m&amp;m trivia. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we go to wikipedia, which is the final word in all google searches and no where on there does it talk about light brown, every other color but not the one I need. SERIOUSY!!! I proceed to continue searching, nothing ...except for a few posts of people who also insist that there was a light brown m&amp;m. But come on, that doesn't help me, I need hard core proof. So,I have the answer, Google images..there is bound to be a photo of the m&amp;m's. NOPE you guessed it. I can't find anything, but I know in my heart of hearts that they did exist. I perfectly remember thinking how dumb it was to have two browns, couldn't they pick a better, prettier color. Well by this time I am frustrated because I know I am right and don't want Ian to gloat when he is clearly wrong ( and PS I know more trivia about M&amp;Ms than any human who is not employed by Mars should know). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FINALLY, FINALLY... I come across a picture that shows the candies that traveled to space. This package is completely beat up and not that clearly recognizible. Well, if you look carefully you can see light brown and dark brown!! I have won :) But really, that is all the proof there is about it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4307751271065210242-1293455115507055639?l=cmustain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://i194.photobucket.com/albums/z180/jdanielrarecoins/Shuttle/MMs2.jpg' title='Light Brown M&amp;M'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cmustain.blogspot.com/feeds/1293455115507055639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4307751271065210242&amp;postID=1293455115507055639' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307751271065210242/posts/default/1293455115507055639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307751271065210242/posts/default/1293455115507055639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cmustain.blogspot.com/2009/02/light-brown-m.html' title='Light Brown M&amp;M'/><author><name>Cara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12103107099482090112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S7Pbds561RI/AAAAAAAAaEA/GUftgkVtj18/S220/IMG_6257.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/SYpYFP7MxEI/AAAAAAAATv8/qEzOG_u4M-g/s72-c/MMs2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4307751271065210242.post-4903673684721285926</id><published>2009-01-28T20:55:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T21:13:40.240-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Burnt eggs</title><content type='html'>So I decided to hard boil some eggs for my new "healthy eating." I put them on the stove to boil and ran upstairs. I was on my computer messing around and talking to Ian when I heard a weird sound. Of course I automatically think that Killian did it, so I yell at him hoping he will stop. Instead, he jumps off my bed and the noise came from downstairs so I know it wasn't him. I go downstairs to investigate and realize that I have left my eggs boiling for 25 minutes without turning down the heat. The sound I heard was the yolk exploding out of one of the eggs. Right now my house smells horrible, like burnt eggs (which I am sure most of you have not every smelled before). I am a little annoyed with myself because I have no eggs and my house smells like shit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4307751271065210242-4903673684721285926?l=cmustain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cmustain.blogspot.com/feeds/4903673684721285926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4307751271065210242&amp;postID=4903673684721285926' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307751271065210242/posts/default/4903673684721285926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307751271065210242/posts/default/4903673684721285926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cmustain.blogspot.com/2009/01/burnt-eggs.html' title='Burnt eggs'/><author><name>Cara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12103107099482090112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S7Pbds561RI/AAAAAAAAaEA/GUftgkVtj18/S220/IMG_6257.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4307751271065210242.post-6986142327254200902</id><published>2009-01-27T21:22:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T21:31:55.099-06:00</updated><title type='text'>In My Head</title><content type='html'>So I haven't blogged in a while...I have a little writer's block. I have little snippets of stuff in my head but not enough information to write an entire blog, so you get to hear the snippets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I love that my group of friends can be so goofy and that we always have fun together.&lt;br /&gt;- I just went and saw Mall Cop... stupid humor- gotta love it.&lt;br /&gt;- I miss the Zapiens and can't wait to see them&lt;br /&gt;- I have been really bad and have been skipping church for no reason.&lt;br /&gt;- I bought a food scale today (to date I have lost 10 pounds and hopefully this will help me lose the 20 more I want to.&lt;br /&gt;- I have only had one glove all winter, until today. I bought some on clearance at Target.&lt;br /&gt;-I am listening to Kid Rock and am really enjoying it (hard to admit that one)&lt;br /&gt;- Sometimes I worry that I am not a very good daughter.&lt;br /&gt;- I really like my alone time and retreat when I am upset or stressed...I am working on this but damn it is hard (this relates to me not being a good daughter and )&lt;br /&gt;-I am worried that this makes me really selfish..I have been thinking of myself a lot lately&lt;br /&gt;- I decided to get out of my work rut and it is stressing me out a bit to change everything&lt;br /&gt;- I talked to my dad last week...first time in a year and a half and let me tell you it sucked to tell him all about what my last year was like ( I did tear up a few times)&lt;br /&gt;- I really miss my Nana and it upsets me beyond belief that she won't get to meet my kids and my kids won't know what a wonderful and funny person she was&lt;br /&gt;- I realized that to me my divorce equals a failure and it is hard for me to admit failure.&lt;br /&gt;-When I have been stressed lately I watch this little video of Charlotte with her sandwich falling apart and her saying "oh no" and it cheers me up every time.&lt;br /&gt;- I haven't been doing the things I love lately (pictures, painting, blogging, writing)&lt;br /&gt;- I need to clean my upstairs.&lt;br /&gt;- I miss my carefree self sometimes...I feel like the last year has tainted me a little bit. I have lost some of my innocence and joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I am pretty sure I could keep going and going, but there is a look inside my brain for about 2 minutes... I know it sure it a busy place.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4307751271065210242-6986142327254200902?l=cmustain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cmustain.blogspot.com/feeds/6986142327254200902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4307751271065210242&amp;postID=6986142327254200902' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307751271065210242/posts/default/6986142327254200902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307751271065210242/posts/default/6986142327254200902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cmustain.blogspot.com/2009/01/in-my-head.html' title='In My Head'/><author><name>Cara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12103107099482090112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S7Pbds561RI/AAAAAAAAaEA/GUftgkVtj18/S220/IMG_6257.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4307751271065210242.post-4136798960618099975</id><published>2009-01-27T21:19:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T21:22:17.190-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Home</title><content type='html'>You know what I love about home... that when I open the door I always have someone waiting and happy to see me. Killian hears that lock (and I am guessing on this part...but his ears perk up). He stretches since all he does is sleep (like his momma) and then he comes bounding (literally) to find me. He is genuinely happy to see me and it feels great. I am not sure there is anyone else in the world who is genuinely happy to see me ALL the time. I mean honestly, I can go out to get the mail and come back to the same greeting. I love that dog :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4307751271065210242-4136798960618099975?l=cmustain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cmustain.blogspot.com/feeds/4136798960618099975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4307751271065210242&amp;postID=4136798960618099975' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307751271065210242/posts/default/4136798960618099975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307751271065210242/posts/default/4136798960618099975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cmustain.blogspot.com/2009/01/home.html' title='Home'/><author><name>Cara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12103107099482090112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S7Pbds561RI/AAAAAAAAaEA/GUftgkVtj18/S220/IMG_6257.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4307751271065210242.post-231516342014839729</id><published>2009-01-17T09:41:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T09:41:25.823-06:00</updated><title type='text'>No</title><content type='html'>I don't want to be sick :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4307751271065210242-231516342014839729?l=cmustain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cmustain.blogspot.com/feeds/231516342014839729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4307751271065210242&amp;postID=231516342014839729' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307751271065210242/posts/default/231516342014839729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307751271065210242/posts/default/231516342014839729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cmustain.blogspot.com/2009/01/no.html' title='No'/><author><name>Cara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12103107099482090112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S7Pbds561RI/AAAAAAAAaEA/GUftgkVtj18/S220/IMG_6257.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4307751271065210242.post-3644599224959153471</id><published>2009-01-16T20:25:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T20:30:24.789-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Rent</title><content type='html'>I hate renting. This is something that I never had to experience before. I have always owned a house and now I am renting. I want to own something again. First, I hate the fact that other people have access to my house. I know they don't abuse it, but it still kind of freaks me out. Second, I hate that I can't make it my own. My idea of a cozy living environment is not white walls and that is what I am surrounded by....very institution-like. I mean come on, even my classroom isn't white. I also hate the fact that things aren't mine. If I spill something on the carpet I have to stress out about it because it is not my carpet and I will have to pay for it. Lastly, it sucks paying rent to nothing, at least when you own a house there is a light at the end of the 30 year tunnel. But, renting is strictly paying money with no chance to ever own anything. I understand that when Scott and I separated that my only option at the time was rent....but now I am so ready for my own place that I can decorate and make my own. I may be house hunting before too long, or at least I will keep my fingers crossed for it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4307751271065210242-3644599224959153471?l=cmustain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cmustain.blogspot.com/feeds/3644599224959153471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4307751271065210242&amp;postID=3644599224959153471' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307751271065210242/posts/default/3644599224959153471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307751271065210242/posts/default/3644599224959153471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cmustain.blogspot.com/2009/01/rent.html' title='Rent'/><author><name>Cara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12103107099482090112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S7Pbds561RI/AAAAAAAAaEA/GUftgkVtj18/S220/IMG_6257.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4307751271065210242.post-2282423711938401008</id><published>2009-01-11T21:15:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T21:21:28.377-06:00</updated><title type='text'>New Year!</title><content type='html'>So, my internet has been down for a few weeks so I haven't been able to post in awhile, so I realize this blog is a bit past the new year...but hey better late than never. I decided that I wasn't going to make an resolutions...now don't get me wrong I have lots of changes that I need to make it my life both big and small but I chose to set some year long goals instead this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) I plan to be a better daughter&lt;br /&gt;2) I am going to continue building my relationship with god&lt;br /&gt;3) I am going to learn more about photography and continue with my new hobby&lt;br /&gt;4) I am going to read classic books&lt;br /&gt;5) I am going to lose 30 pounds&lt;br /&gt;6) I am going to continue painting and and take and art class&lt;br /&gt;7) I am going to work on not retreating into my shell when things don't go the way I want&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of these may be easy and enjoyable and some of these are definitely not but are things I need to do. I am excited to began my life change and to make my life and the people around me's life better. So for all of you reading this...I will definitely need your support!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4307751271065210242-2282423711938401008?l=cmustain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cmustain.blogspot.com/feeds/2282423711938401008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4307751271065210242&amp;postID=2282423711938401008' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307751271065210242/posts/default/2282423711938401008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307751271065210242/posts/default/2282423711938401008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cmustain.blogspot.com/2009/01/new-year.html' title='New Year!'/><author><name>Cara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12103107099482090112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S7Pbds561RI/AAAAAAAAaEA/GUftgkVtj18/S220/IMG_6257.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4307751271065210242.post-4491390260449211727</id><published>2008-12-28T13:16:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T19:29:03.941-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='everyday life'/><title type='text'>Television Marathon</title><content type='html'>S&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;o those of you who know me know that I am not much of a television watcher. I have my two or three shows that I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;TIVO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; and that is all i watch. I don't sit around and scroll through the television seeing what is on...it is just not my thing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Well this week I have somehow become addicted to television marathons. I am pretty sure that I have watched more TV in the last three days than I have in the last two months ( not an exaggeration). Ian is addicted to television and while he was hanging out at my house over break, he turned on Bravo...instant addiction. I watched 3 hours or Millionaire Matchmaker and then the next day when I turned on television it was still on Bravo. And yet another &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;TV show marathon was playing. This time it was Real Housewives of Atlanta. As as I am typing this I am going into my third hour of the Deadliest Catch. I am starting to realize how people get addicted to this television thin.  I think my brain may be going to mush right now, but at least I am enjoying myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;These marathons start and then you can't pull yourself away. You have to watch the drama unfold before you eyes. I have found myself procrastinating to see if &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;NeNe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; is going to tell Kim off or it the storm is going to cause a huge problem for the crew. So I am hoping that my next week off delivers some more mindless marathons.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4307751271065210242-4491390260449211727?l=cmustain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cmustain.blogspot.com/feeds/4491390260449211727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4307751271065210242&amp;postID=4491390260449211727' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307751271065210242/posts/default/4491390260449211727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307751271065210242/posts/default/4491390260449211727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cmustain.blogspot.com/2008/12/television-marathon.html' title='Television Marathon'/><author><name>Cara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12103107099482090112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S7Pbds561RI/AAAAAAAAaEA/GUftgkVtj18/S220/IMG_6257.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4307751271065210242.post-5828467841831232820</id><published>2008-12-22T09:31:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T09:46:18.990-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Smells like meat...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;http://www.firemeetsdesire.com/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="mt-enclosure mt-enclosure-image" style="display: inline;"&gt;&lt;img alt="flame spray.jpg" src="http://blogs.citypages.com/food/flame%20spray.jpg" class="mt-image-none" style="" width="400" height="266" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Burger King has launched a new product...and I am sure it is not what you are expecting. They have decided to launch a cologne. Cologne can take on lots of different scents, but BK has decided to try something that has not been tried before... the smell of a whopper. They describe the scent as "the smell of seduction with a hint of flame broiled-meat"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean really who is going to buy this.... this is one of the most ridiculous things I have heard. Why on earth would you want to smell like meat. Do they really think that it will turn a girl on... maybe if she is really hungry (but is that the girl you really want chasing you?) This totally proves that our culture is waaaaaay to focused on food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Word to the wise: Guys this is not going to get you laid. She will proably sniff a bit and want to know why you stink. If you are wanting some focusing on actually cooking her a meal or maybe cleaning her house. It dosen't cost $3.99 and you will have a much better chance..promise.&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/4307751271065210242-5828467841831232820?l=cmustain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.firemeetsdesire.com/' title='Smells like meat...'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cmustain.blogspot.com/feeds/5828467841831232820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4307751271065210242&amp;postID=5828467841831232820' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307751271065210242/posts/default/5828467841831232820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307751271065210242/posts/default/5828467841831232820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cmustain.blogspot.com/2008/12/smells-like-meat.html' title='Smells like meat...'/><author><name>Cara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12103107099482090112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S7Pbds561RI/AAAAAAAAaEA/GUftgkVtj18/S220/IMG_6257.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4307751271065210242.post-6815209867625443389</id><published>2008-12-20T11:10:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T11:14:18.714-06:00</updated><title type='text'>100</title><content type='html'>So this is my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;one hundredth post&lt;/span&gt;. I started this blog about a year ago and have now officially had 100 things I felt were pertinent enough to share with everyone. I am pretty proud of myself for this accomplishment, as I always have very good intentions of doing things and will do them for while, but eventually they fall to the back burner and never get done again....think my journal, keeping track of the books i read, doing a load of laundry a night.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the fact that I have started something and have seen it through with no back burner in the near future is great! I am going to offer myself a little congratulations here!!! I hope you have enjoyed the first hundred... I hope to beat that in 2009.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4307751271065210242-6815209867625443389?l=cmustain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cmustain.blogspot.com/feeds/6815209867625443389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4307751271065210242&amp;postID=6815209867625443389' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307751271065210242/posts/default/6815209867625443389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307751271065210242/posts/default/6815209867625443389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cmustain.blogspot.com/2008/12/100.html' title='100'/><author><name>Cara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12103107099482090112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S7Pbds561RI/AAAAAAAAaEA/GUftgkVtj18/S220/IMG_6257.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4307751271065210242.post-8722905883729921304</id><published>2008-12-18T20:35:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T20:46:31.888-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Teachers</title><content type='html'>I am currently reading &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Me Talk Pretty One Day&lt;/span&gt;, by David &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Sedaris&lt;/span&gt;. He is a funny guy who has the power to entertain you with tales from his life (think &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Augusten&lt;/span&gt; Burroughs with half of the dysfunction). Well anyone as I was reading today I came across this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;hilarious&lt;/span&gt; quote ( you may not enjoy it as much as I if you are not an educator, but come on you have to give it a little chuckle)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, he is describing how he got his first job as a writing teacher and how he was not qualified. Anyway, enough &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;explaining&lt;/span&gt;...here's the quote.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;"The position was offered at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; last minute, when the scheduled professor found a better-paying job &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;delivering&lt;/span&gt; pizzas." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Seriously, how &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;brilliant&lt;/span&gt; is this guy, what an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;analogy&lt;/span&gt; and to think that professors actually get paid way more than public school teachers. Maybe I would make more money holding one of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; signs on the side of the road that show that a business is closing and advertising the great sales they are having. And I wouldn't have to get attitude from 9 year &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;olds&lt;/span&gt;....I think I may be on to something.&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/4307751271065210242-8722905883729921304?l=cmustain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cmustain.blogspot.com/feeds/8722905883729921304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4307751271065210242&amp;postID=8722905883729921304' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307751271065210242/posts/default/8722905883729921304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307751271065210242/posts/default/8722905883729921304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cmustain.blogspot.com/2008/12/teachers.html' title='Teachers'/><author><name>Cara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12103107099482090112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S7Pbds561RI/AAAAAAAAaEA/GUftgkVtj18/S220/IMG_6257.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4307751271065210242.post-4987536962800032375</id><published>2008-12-17T22:06:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T22:08:31.764-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='everyday life'/><title type='text'>Blog</title><content type='html'>It is amazing how many of my friends have gotten into blogging lately. It is great fun to see everyone getting on the bandwagon. I love blogs and I love reading others  blogs and how much fun it is when I actually know them. I am so excited that my list of blogs to read keeps slowly filling up. Welcome to the writer's world (or at least the world for people who can't get a real writing job).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4307751271065210242-4987536962800032375?l=cmustain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cmustain.blogspot.com/feeds/4987536962800032375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4307751271065210242&amp;postID=4987536962800032375' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307751271065210242/posts/default/4987536962800032375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307751271065210242/posts/default/4987536962800032375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cmustain.blogspot.com/2008/12/blog.html' title='Blog'/><author><name>Cara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12103107099482090112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S7Pbds561RI/AAAAAAAAaEA/GUftgkVtj18/S220/IMG_6257.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4307751271065210242.post-3242201672207158615</id><published>2008-12-16T10:37:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T10:46:56.450-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Jack's Mannequin Lyrics</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;                        &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;"&gt;"Have you ever been alone in a crowded room"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been into the band Jack's Mannequin lately. They are a pretty mellow group, but last night as I was listening to one of their more popular songs (Dark Blue) this line really stuck out to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my life I am surrounded by so many wonderful people who love me unconditionally, but there are times that I feel so alone even when I know they are there. I am not sure why I feel like that I am alone. I  know that I shouldn't since I have such great support systems, but I still do. I have felt this way more in the last year than I ever have in my entire life and I hate feeling alone. It is such a weird feeling to have. My life is this crowded room filled with people who love me and yet I still feel alone and have things I have to do without the support of anyone. Or the fact that I could do things that could make those people leave the room. I don't think I like feeling alone, but it is this overwhelming feeling that has been consuming me lately.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4307751271065210242-3242201672207158615?l=cmustain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cmustain.blogspot.com/feeds/3242201672207158615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4307751271065210242&amp;postID=3242201672207158615' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307751271065210242/posts/default/3242201672207158615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307751271065210242/posts/default/3242201672207158615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cmustain.blogspot.com/2008/12/have-you-ever-been-alone-in-crowded.html' title='Jack&apos;s Mannequin Lyrics'/><author><name>Cara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12103107099482090112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S7Pbds561RI/AAAAAAAAaEA/GUftgkVtj18/S220/IMG_6257.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4307751271065210242.post-1813935841927268175</id><published>2008-12-15T18:32:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T18:34:04.734-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Check out this blog</title><content type='html'>http://my-lookbook.blogspot.com/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this blog is a lot of fun. It is basically a fashion blog, but it shows you how to get certain fashions for much cheaper. I enjoy checking out the fashion, as well as where I can find cheap clothes and accessories. I hope you enjoy it too!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4307751271065210242-1813935841927268175?l=cmustain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://my-lookbook.blogspot.com/' title='Check out this blog'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cmustain.blogspot.com/feeds/1813935841927268175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4307751271065210242&amp;postID=1813935841927268175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307751271065210242/posts/default/1813935841927268175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307751271065210242/posts/default/1813935841927268175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cmustain.blogspot.com/2008/12/check-out-this-blog.html' title='Check out this blog'/><author><name>Cara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12103107099482090112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S7Pbds561RI/AAAAAAAAaEA/GUftgkVtj18/S220/IMG_6257.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4307751271065210242.post-1336731979682124289</id><published>2008-12-14T21:20:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T21:33:13.195-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiday'/><title type='text'>Gingerbread House</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/SUXOwLh67dI/AAAAAAAAP-k/PMNiZrn-wNw/s1600-h/DSCN1252.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/SUXOwLh67dI/AAAAAAAAP-k/PMNiZrn-wNw/s320/DSCN1252.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279853465285881298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/SUXOvhj8A_I/AAAAAAAAP-c/W2J97py0lcA/s1600-h/DSCN1251.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/SUXOvhj8A_I/AAAAAAAAP-c/W2J97py0lcA/s320/DSCN1251.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279853454020051954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/SUXOvJSda6I/AAAAAAAAP-U/dbFQG0A7hso/s1600-h/DSCN1250.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/SUXOvJSda6I/AAAAAAAAP-U/dbFQG0A7hso/s320/DSCN1250.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279853447504292770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have always wanted to make a gingerbread house ever since I was a little kid. But, somehow it was one of those things that we just never got around to as a family and then something I never got around to as I became older. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well one thing Ian is great at is letting me experience new things so when I told him about my secret desire to make a gingerbread house...he made it happen. We bought the kit that already has the pre-cut house, icing, and candy decorations. I figured alright this will be easy and will look awesome. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah right....who ever knew that gingerbread houses were so freaking complicated to make. I mean seriously, the icing is really thick and does not come out like it looks on the box. Unless you have rock steady hands it is all wiggly and squiggly, not nice straight lines like it is supposed to be. And of course the icing gets hard after a few minutes so you can't even eat the thing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, I think Ian and I did the best we could with the gingerbread house making ability we have. I know it would make it on HGTV, but I think it turned out alright. And of course I can cross off something else on my list of things to do before I die.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4307751271065210242-1336731979682124289?l=cmustain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cmustain.blogspot.com/feeds/1336731979682124289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4307751271065210242&amp;postID=1336731979682124289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307751271065210242/posts/default/1336731979682124289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307751271065210242/posts/default/1336731979682124289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cmustain.blogspot.com/2008/12/gingerbread-house.html' title='Gingerbread House'/><author><name>Cara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12103107099482090112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S7Pbds561RI/AAAAAAAAaEA/GUftgkVtj18/S220/IMG_6257.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/SUXOwLh67dI/AAAAAAAAP-k/PMNiZrn-wNw/s72-c/DSCN1252.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4307751271065210242.post-1243281166116379421</id><published>2008-12-11T20:46:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T20:52:12.492-06:00</updated><title type='text'>TURKEY</title><content type='html'>So behind my house is this tiny patch of woods. It is my little nature sanctuary and provides some peace for me. I can go out, look into the woods and relax. I do have to be careful to not look too far right or left as I will see two busy roads, but keeping my head perfectly straight helps ease some of my stress. Well, the several months that I have been living here I have seen some wildlife, nothing spectacular. There are lots of squirrels (who love to torment Killian), several types of birds ( I have seen lots of cardinals, a bluebird or two...), and some raccoons. Well last night, I walked out back and there were six tom turkeys parading around out back. It was such a cool sight, to see them with their necks sticking out and prancing around. I think they may have even been playing a little. Of course as I walked out they noticed Killian and silently snuck off further into the woods. But I enjoyed the beauty of them while I could...hopefully they come back!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4307751271065210242-1243281166116379421?l=cmustain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cmustain.blogspot.com/feeds/1243281166116379421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4307751271065210242&amp;postID=1243281166116379421' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307751271065210242/posts/default/1243281166116379421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307751271065210242/posts/default/1243281166116379421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cmustain.blogspot.com/2008/12/turkey.html' title='TURKEY'/><author><name>Cara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12103107099482090112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S7Pbds561RI/AAAAAAAAaEA/GUftgkVtj18/S220/IMG_6257.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4307751271065210242.post-4838029123510701596</id><published>2008-12-09T22:32:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T22:43:27.689-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Today</title><content type='html'>So I braved the weather to be a good "worker-outer" today. I actually just wanted this really cute shirt  and told myself if I could go to Target in the bad weather, then I could drive to the next parking lot and go to the gym!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well as I spent almost 40 minutes making it from school to the gym (normally a nice relaxing 10 minute drive.) I spent lots of time spinning my tires, sliding to one side, pumping my brakes, feeling my heart race...only to continually repeat the process. Well as I slid into the parking lot and into my parking space... I am sure I was a little crooked..sorry fellow 24 hourers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I finally make it in and am expecting a nice relaxing workout. I start out in the changing room to a not so pleasant experience. Why on earth do old ladies feel the need to strip down completely and then sit on the benches and pause until they are ready to put their clothes on... and come on you know you can't help but glance a few times--it is the train wreck syndrome.  I can think of many more pleasant sights I would rather end my stressful drive with, like maggots in my trash. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; So on to step 2, the elliptical. First I forgot to bring my earphones for my ipod and of course who do I end up next to .... like him being drippy, sweaty guy isn't enough... no, now he is drippy, sweaty, singing guy. I really just want to go and do my thing...not be serenaded. And he doesn't seem to even realize he is singing. He will be perfectly quiet for a few minutes, expect for the periodic plops from his sweat beads dripping. And then wallah, break into song not even realizing he is distracting me. Come on, if he was working out harder he wouldn't be able to sing,,,but then he might create a small tide pool next to the elliptical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I think I have learned my lesson...if I have to slide my way to the gym, it is not worth it....but the shirt I got was really cute...that was totally worth it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4307751271065210242-4838029123510701596?l=cmustain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cmustain.blogspot.com/feeds/4838029123510701596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4307751271065210242&amp;postID=4838029123510701596' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307751271065210242/posts/default/4838029123510701596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307751271065210242/posts/default/4838029123510701596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cmustain.blogspot.com/2008/12/today.html' title='Today'/><author><name>Cara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12103107099482090112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S7Pbds561RI/AAAAAAAAaEA/GUftgkVtj18/S220/IMG_6257.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4307751271065210242.post-8566183663721791995</id><published>2008-12-05T21:52:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T21:59:07.263-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='everyday life'/><title type='text'>Meds and Crying</title><content type='html'>Well, for those of you who know me know that I am a little anxious (that is quite an understatement). Well of course I am now on Zoloft(and have been for quite awhile) which has controlled my anxiety. I still worry alot, but I am pretty sure that now it is what a normal person would do, not something that completely takes over my life. Well, anyway the wonderful meds that I take have pretty much wiped out my ability to cry and man do I miss it. Before, crying was my sweet stress relief and now, no longer. I have to be extremely upset to have tears even well up in my eyes. And even when I do cry it lasts about a minute as I squeeze a few tears out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is weird to think that I would miss crying. But I do, I miss have that overwhelming feeling and feeling it slowly seep out with each tear and sob that escapes. I would have a good ol' fashion crying fit and then could literally feel the weight lifted off my shoulders. But no longer.... Well I haven't refilled my prescription in a few days and I am actually able to have one of those good cries. I just finished it up and I feel much lighter. I know it is wierd.... but I feel very satisfied right this minute.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4307751271065210242-8566183663721791995?l=cmustain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cmustain.blogspot.com/feeds/8566183663721791995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4307751271065210242&amp;postID=8566183663721791995' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307751271065210242/posts/default/8566183663721791995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307751271065210242/posts/default/8566183663721791995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cmustain.blogspot.com/2008/12/meds-and-crying.html' title='Meds and Crying'/><author><name>Cara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12103107099482090112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S7Pbds561RI/AAAAAAAAaEA/GUftgkVtj18/S220/IMG_6257.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4307751271065210242.post-2336600633215270394</id><published>2008-11-30T19:13:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T19:31:21.720-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Thankful</title><content type='html'>I know I am a little late for thankful blog and I also realize that at a quick glance it may look like I don't have a lot to be thankful for, but I now realize that I am so blessed in my life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- First, I am so thankful that I have found my faith in god this year. I have been able to handle things differently than I would have at any other point in my life because I have been able to give my worry to god. I know I am in a better place because of my faith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I am thankful for the ability to change. There are lots of things about myself that I don't always like and I am so grateful that I have the ability to change for the better. I am able to look at myself and see what I don't like and figure out how I can become a better person. This is not an easy task and I know that I have really long journey ahead of me. But I am so glad that I have started down this road. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_ I am thankful for Ian. Not only has he surpassed my expectations for a boyfriend, but he has supported me in all of my troublesome times, even when I didn't let him in very easily. He makes me laugh everyday and makes me feel so loved. I know this year would not have been as positive as it was without him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I am grateful for my new interest in art and photography. This is a great way to relax me and I feel like I am doing something substantial for my soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I am grateful for my mom. I know 100% that she will always be there for me and support me in any decision I make even if she doesn't always agree. She sacrificed alot in her life to make my life good and I thank god for her every day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Allison.... sometimes you meet someone who you just click with (even if it takes a few years). Allison is that person for me and she has really helped me grow into who I am. I am much more confident in myself because of her. We have so much fun together, but can have serious talks. I am lucky to have her in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- My job. I have a job where I go to work daily and make a difference in the lives of children. I am blessed to have a skill of connecting with children and teaching them. I am also always surrounded by the best people at work. I have such wonderful friends there who know what I am going through both at school and in my life. I am so lucky to work with such wonderful people who love me for who I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Llamas...I am  not sure I could ask for a better group of friends. We are all very different, yet so similar. I am so glad to have such fun expereinces with them and to realize that they have my back no matter what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_ Breanne-- come on... we are soul sisters. I can't imagine my family without her. She is halirious and a great mother. She always makes me laugh and will give it to me real. I love you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Charlotte and Sam...come on..there are no two cuter kids in the world. I love them and have made my heart grow bigger. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I could keep going and going and going. I am so blessed in my life and am thankful for everyone and everything in it!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4307751271065210242-2336600633215270394?l=cmustain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cmustain.blogspot.com/feeds/2336600633215270394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4307751271065210242&amp;postID=2336600633215270394' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307751271065210242/posts/default/2336600633215270394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307751271065210242/posts/default/2336600633215270394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cmustain.blogspot.com/2008/11/thankful.html' title='Thankful'/><author><name>Cara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12103107099482090112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S7Pbds561RI/AAAAAAAAaEA/GUftgkVtj18/S220/IMG_6257.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4307751271065210242.post-1294205657891599991</id><published>2008-11-25T21:41:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T21:52:30.053-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>School's Out</title><content type='html'>I am so glad that today was my last day of school. Bless my little school children, but sometimes they just need soooo much and there is not always enough me to go around. So I am really wondering about breaks. Because, every time it is time for a long break (whether it be Thanksgiving or a conferences) I am in desperate need, and I mean desperate.Every time I find myself beginning to get short with the kids or burnt out on instruction, it seems like there is a nice little break to rejuvenate me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I am wondering, do I feel this stress and burnout because I know that a "break" is coming and I am anxiously awaiting it. Or did they get a group of teacher researchers together and see exactly how long teachers could spend with their children without going crazy and then decide to plug a little break in here or there so teachers would not call in on a random Monday and quit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Either way (and yes I am sure our government would spend money on a study like that) I am so glad that I have a nice break coming up. Spending a little time with the fam, time with my Ian, and of course with my friends should make my break complete.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4307751271065210242-1294205657891599991?l=cmustain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cmustain.blogspot.com/feeds/1294205657891599991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4307751271065210242&amp;postID=1294205657891599991' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307751271065210242/posts/default/1294205657891599991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307751271065210242/posts/default/1294205657891599991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cmustain.blogspot.com/2008/11/schools-out.html' title='School&apos;s Out'/><author><name>Cara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12103107099482090112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S7Pbds561RI/AAAAAAAAaEA/GUftgkVtj18/S220/IMG_6257.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4307751271065210242.post-2713531843185361462</id><published>2008-11-24T20:54:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T21:10:13.517-06:00</updated><title type='text'>NKOTB</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/SStqVudNt1I/AAAAAAAAP6Q/dX6jFUrHbSw/s1600-h/DSCN0955.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/SStqVudNt1I/AAAAAAAAP6Q/dX6jFUrHbSw/s200/DSCN0955.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272424710247659346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/SStqVZxwwZI/AAAAAAAAP6I/zdDuBGZn9og/s1600-h/DSCN0977.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/SStqVZxwwZI/AAAAAAAAP6I/zdDuBGZn9og/s200/DSCN0977.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272424704696697234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/SStqVLVMTrI/AAAAAAAAP6A/obMbbIsjLeI/s1600-h/DSCN0914.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/SStqVLVMTrI/AAAAAAAAP6A/obMbbIsjLeI/s200/DSCN0914.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272424700818771634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/SStqUzKZnqI/AAAAAAAAP54/a7bHkOYHSTY/s1600-h/DSCN0897.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/SStqUzKZnqI/AAAAAAAAP54/a7bHkOYHSTY/s200/DSCN0897.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272424694331055778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a little slow on the post since it has been a few weeks, but I am still completely in love. The girls and I went to go and see New Kids on the Block in concert. Yes, I was madly in love with them from about 8-12 years of age, but after seeing them again I have fallen madly back in love. Who says you can't fall in love with the same person(s) twice?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I went fully expecting to have a good time with the girls and fully reminisce about NKOTB. I really did not expect for them to, one, put on a good concert and, two for me to really being attracted to them again. But both things happened. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few things were still the same-- from people who somehow still had their original 90's shirts, to crimped hair and jean skirts. It was fun to see people all decked out for the occasion. And I am really hoping that they don't still dress like that. There were also a few differences... for example I was able to partake in adult beverages (aka beer). Also, t-shirts were almost $45, which I think is a total ripoff. I am going to find a better deal online. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall it was a way better experience than I had even hoped for. It was good girl camaraderie, Amy enjoyed her first birthday celebration for the year, they put on a great concert (which translates to 25 year old woman becoming 12 year olds as we were yelling out hanging tough while throwing our hands above us in the air), and I have a new/old band to add to my favorites list. Don't worry they are now officially on my IPOD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The magic of New Kids has made me fall in love with them all over again. Oh! To be 12 again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4307751271065210242-2713531843185361462?l=cmustain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cmustain.blogspot.com/feeds/2713531843185361462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4307751271065210242&amp;postID=2713531843185361462' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307751271065210242/posts/default/2713531843185361462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307751271065210242/posts/default/2713531843185361462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cmustain.blogspot.com/2008/11/nkotb.html' title='NKOTB'/><author><name>Cara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12103107099482090112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S7Pbds561RI/AAAAAAAAaEA/GUftgkVtj18/S220/IMG_6257.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/SStqVudNt1I/AAAAAAAAP6Q/dX6jFUrHbSw/s72-c/DSCN0955.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4307751271065210242.post-4124983513046573288</id><published>2008-11-13T22:09:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T22:10:44.475-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sixteen candles</title><content type='html'>So I had forgotten how much I love the movie Sixteen Candles. And to think I still know all the words, even now....kind of like knowing all the new kids songs still!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4307751271065210242-4124983513046573288?l=cmustain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cmustain.blogspot.com/feeds/4124983513046573288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4307751271065210242&amp;postID=4124983513046573288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307751271065210242/posts/default/4124983513046573288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307751271065210242/posts/default/4124983513046573288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cmustain.blogspot.com/2008/11/sixteen-candles.html' title='Sixteen candles'/><author><name>Cara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12103107099482090112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S7Pbds561RI/AAAAAAAAaEA/GUftgkVtj18/S220/IMG_6257.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4307751271065210242.post-5204557504672025429</id><published>2008-11-10T21:42:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T21:59:27.258-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Commitment</title><content type='html'>Well those of you who know me realize that I have not always had my life rooted in faith. For several years in fact, I was what you would call a non-believer. Well at the end of last year I realized that something had been missing in my life. I made one simple decision that has really shaped my year and will forever change my life. I decided that I wanted to go to midnight mass on Christmas Eve. I remembered it was something I had always loved as a child and wanted to feel that familiar memory. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well when I was there, something happened. I could feel a presence and a calm I had not felt for awhile. I realized then, what had been missing. My relationship with God. I felt so at peace at that service, but it took me a little while to pour myself into it. I began shopping for a church in the early spring. I went to several different churches, and found some that were okay. Then Eric and Breanne invited me to their church. They had just gotten a new pastor. And the rest, as they say, is history. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have found my church home and it feels good. I know that I still have a long way to go but I am so glad that I have taken that first step. Yesterday I even emailed my pastor to share a commitment with him that I made to myself in church. And today when I checked his blog, my words were on there. My story had a made a difference to him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year was very, very, very hard for me and I realize that God had his hand in it the whole time. The timing was perfect because I am 110% sure that I would not have made it through this tough year (divorce, death, personal issues...) without my faith in God. This year has been the hardest for me, yet I realize that I have grown alot. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pastor Shane has talked alot about life change and that is what I am working on. Right now I am trying to get more involved in the church and am working on focusing more on others than on myself. I realize that I have lots of work to do and I also realize that I may never get there, but I know that I am headed in the right direction.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4307751271065210242-5204557504672025429?l=cmustain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://shaneash.com/' title='Commitment'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cmustain.blogspot.com/feeds/5204557504672025429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4307751271065210242&amp;postID=5204557504672025429' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307751271065210242/posts/default/5204557504672025429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307751271065210242/posts/default/5204557504672025429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cmustain.blogspot.com/2008/11/commitment.html' title='Commitment'/><author><name>Cara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12103107099482090112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S7Pbds561RI/AAAAAAAAaEA/GUftgkVtj18/S220/IMG_6257.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4307751271065210242.post-7304171861455272553</id><published>2008-11-09T20:38:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T20:38:10.345-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Holiday cheese</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/doumittc3/3016712173/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3045/3016712173_ed540dab63_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/doumittc3/3016712173/"&gt;Holiday cheese&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/doumittc3/"&gt;cdoumitt&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I mean come on really. Who needs cheese that is shaped like Christmas trees and snow flakes. Isn't that taking it a bit far for the holidays. I am pretty sure even Martha and Rachel use regular cheese on their holiday spreads.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4307751271065210242-7304171861455272553?l=cmustain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cmustain.blogspot.com/feeds/7304171861455272553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4307751271065210242&amp;postID=7304171861455272553' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307751271065210242/posts/default/7304171861455272553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307751271065210242/posts/default/7304171861455272553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cmustain.blogspot.com/2008/11/holiday-cheese.html' title='Holiday cheese'/><author><name>Cara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12103107099482090112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S7Pbds561RI/AAAAAAAAaEA/GUftgkVtj18/S220/IMG_6257.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3045/3016712173_ed540dab63_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4307751271065210242.post-3543677003169348140</id><published>2008-11-06T17:56:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T18:10:44.431-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Shoes</title><content type='html'>So I think that I may be addicted to shoes. But, not the shoes that most girls love. I am not addicted to pumps or peep toes. I don't get overly excited over a pair of boots. Instead, I love sneakers. Today I got a shoe catalog in the mail and as I looked I flipped through a few pages and saw some really cute shoes, but nothing that really caught my eye. Then I found the beginning of the sneakers and all of a sudden my desire began to kick in. Every page that I turned to contained something I wanted. All I could think about was how great those shoes would look on my feet. And each time I look at those sneakers they bring a smile across my face.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4307751271065210242-3543677003169348140?l=cmustain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cmustain.blogspot.com/feeds/3543677003169348140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4307751271065210242&amp;postID=3543677003169348140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307751271065210242/posts/default/3543677003169348140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307751271065210242/posts/default/3543677003169348140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cmustain.blogspot.com/2008/11/shoes.html' title='Shoes'/><author><name>Cara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12103107099482090112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S7Pbds561RI/AAAAAAAAaEA/GUftgkVtj18/S220/IMG_6257.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4307751271065210242.post-378673601079144394</id><published>2008-11-05T13:54:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T14:30:40.273-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Election 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/SRICZSvdNzI/AAAAAAAAP3I/PlS0LP98eaA/s1600-h/electoral+map"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 126px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/SRICZSvdNzI/AAAAAAAAP3I/PlS0LP98eaA/s200/electoral+map" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265273547900401458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the historic electoral map for 2008. I am excited to have a new president and was grateful to see history take place. I am hopeful that the country will turn around and become more united.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am still a little upset that my state is too close to call. I really wanted my state to be blue, but unfortunately that hasn't happened in awhile. I wanted to see my vote count and make a difference for Obama, but I guess he was able to win without my help :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really hope that people can put their prejudice aside and work together to make our nation what it should be. Only time will tell.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4307751271065210242-378673601079144394?l=cmustain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cmustain.blogspot.com/feeds/378673601079144394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4307751271065210242&amp;postID=378673601079144394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307751271065210242/posts/default/378673601079144394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307751271065210242/posts/default/378673601079144394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cmustain.blogspot.com/2008/11/election-2008.html' title='Election 2008'/><author><name>Cara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12103107099482090112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S7Pbds561RI/AAAAAAAAaEA/GUftgkVtj18/S220/IMG_6257.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/SRICZSvdNzI/AAAAAAAAP3I/PlS0LP98eaA/s72-c/electoral+map' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4307751271065210242.post-1259929978385369426</id><published>2008-11-03T21:28:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T21:37:19.697-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Girl's Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/SQ_Cwz2QmEI/AAAAAAAAP3A/MePlX6Ug98w/s1600-h/DSCN0732.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/SQ_Cwz2QmEI/AAAAAAAAP3A/MePlX6Ug98w/s200/DSCN0732.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264640633226696770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/SQ_CwvGjGnI/AAAAAAAAP24/ndt0miaMBro/s1600-h/DSCN0713.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/SQ_CwvGjGnI/AAAAAAAAP24/ndt0miaMBro/s200/DSCN0713.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264640631952841330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/SQ_CwfFPo1I/AAAAAAAAP2w/JUuYBqOBjFk/s1600-h/DSCN0728.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/SQ_CwfFPo1I/AAAAAAAAP2w/JUuYBqOBjFk/s200/DSCN0728.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264640627652404050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/SQ_CwEQNAjI/AAAAAAAAP2o/EjDuIIB79gY/s1600-h/DSCN0727.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/SQ_CwEQNAjI/AAAAAAAAP2o/EjDuIIB79gY/s200/DSCN0727.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264640620450611762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/SQ_CvzI2qHI/AAAAAAAAP2g/30qI5HGOEBA/s1600-h/DSCN0730.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/SQ_CvzI2qHI/AAAAAAAAP2g/30qI5HGOEBA/s200/DSCN0730.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264640615856384114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My school friends and I have decided that we need one day a month to spend with each other outside of school. So, for the last two monthes we have initiated girl's day (plus scott). We go to cities with little downtown areas so we can shop and eat. So far we have been to Liberty and Parkville. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is fun to hang out and look at antique shops, have a glass of wine, shop, and hang out. And of course we always have to have some fun. For some reason, we have really been drawn to hats. Stay tuned for next monthes version of Girls Day...in Lee's Summit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4307751271065210242-1259929978385369426?l=cmustain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cmustain.blogspot.com/feeds/1259929978385369426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4307751271065210242&amp;postID=1259929978385369426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307751271065210242/posts/default/1259929978385369426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307751271065210242/posts/default/1259929978385369426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cmustain.blogspot.com/2008/11/girls-day.html' title='Girl&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Cara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12103107099482090112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S7Pbds561RI/AAAAAAAAaEA/GUftgkVtj18/S220/IMG_6257.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/SQ_Cwz2QmEI/AAAAAAAAP3A/MePlX6Ug98w/s72-c/DSCN0732.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4307751271065210242.post-1498564103443621112</id><published>2008-10-27T22:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T22:02:22.019-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Anniversary</title><content type='html'>Today one year ago was a good day. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4307751271065210242-1498564103443621112?l=cmustain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cmustain.blogspot.com/feeds/1498564103443621112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4307751271065210242&amp;postID=1498564103443621112' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307751271065210242/posts/default/1498564103443621112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307751271065210242/posts/default/1498564103443621112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cmustain.blogspot.com/2008/10/anniversary.html' title='Anniversary'/><author><name>Cara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12103107099482090112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S7Pbds561RI/AAAAAAAAaEA/GUftgkVtj18/S220/IMG_6257.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4307751271065210242.post-4970897859379405972</id><published>2008-10-26T21:23:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T21:28:15.996-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='animals'/><title type='text'>Dog Parade</title><content type='html'>So today Ian and stopped down at the plaza so I could get a scarf I had been eying for awhile. Well unfortunately we were in a bit of a hurry since we had a birthday cookout to attend. Well, we parked and were walking and I was thinking to myself, "man there are a lot of dogs here today" and as I paid more attention I realized that they were all dressed up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently today was the Plaza dog trick or treating. Outside most stores were employees with dog treats. The dogs went store to store in their costumes to get treats. It could have possibly been one of the cutest things I have ever seen. I am sure people who don't have dogs or are not dog people were not amused, but it was great to see all of those people with their animals. And so many people dedicated to making it a fun day for dogs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was sad that I didn't have more time to sit and observe and I was also sad that I didn't have my camera as it would have been fun to share. I am thinking next year that Killian and I may have to partake in the festivities.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4307751271065210242-4970897859379405972?l=cmustain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cmustain.blogspot.com/feeds/4970897859379405972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4307751271065210242&amp;postID=4970897859379405972' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307751271065210242/posts/default/4970897859379405972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307751271065210242/posts/default/4970897859379405972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cmustain.blogspot.com/2008/10/dog-parade.html' title='Dog Parade'/><author><name>Cara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12103107099482090112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S7Pbds561RI/AAAAAAAAaEA/GUftgkVtj18/S220/IMG_6257.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4307751271065210242.post-6391934185359711841</id><published>2008-10-21T21:05:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T21:07:26.350-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='everyday life'/><title type='text'>Brain dead</title><content type='html'>I hate when you really want to blog and your brain is so dead that you can't possibly think of one measly thing to write. Unfortunately this happens more to me than I would like to admit. Today is one of those days. So after finishing my glass of wine I plan to drift off to a peaceful sleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4307751271065210242-6391934185359711841?l=cmustain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cmustain.blogspot.com/feeds/6391934185359711841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4307751271065210242&amp;postID=6391934185359711841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307751271065210242/posts/default/6391934185359711841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307751271065210242/posts/default/6391934185359711841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cmustain.blogspot.com/2008/10/brain-dead.html' title='Brain dead'/><author><name>Cara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12103107099482090112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S7Pbds561RI/AAAAAAAAaEA/GUftgkVtj18/S220/IMG_6257.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4307751271065210242.post-1418692773981691588</id><published>2008-10-20T22:16:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T22:17:53.847-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exercise'/><title type='text'>Accountability</title><content type='html'>Last week I had an injured back so I had to take a small hiatus from my exercise routine, but this week I am back on. I have worked out two days in a row. I am taking tomorrow off since I have conferences until 7:30 but will be back on Wednesday!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4307751271065210242-1418692773981691588?l=cmustain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cmustain.blogspot.com/feeds/1418692773981691588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4307751271065210242&amp;postID=1418692773981691588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307751271065210242/posts/default/1418692773981691588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307751271065210242/posts/default/1418692773981691588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cmustain.blogspot.com/2008/10/accountability_20.html' title='Accountability'/><author><name>Cara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12103107099482090112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S7Pbds561RI/AAAAAAAAaEA/GUftgkVtj18/S220/IMG_6257.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4307751271065210242.post-7950541755121039283</id><published>2008-10-19T22:21:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T22:26:34.963-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Barack</title><content type='html'>Yesterday Ian and I went to the Obama rally. It was such an amazing experience. First, this is the first time I have really felt educated about politics and how it effects me, which is a big step. Second, the energy was amazing. There were 75,000 people there from all walks of life. There were people from every ethnicity and race all for one cause... to elect someone who will make a difference. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was so great to see so many different people there who are ready to make a change. There were small children all the way to elderly. Rich people and people from poverty. Preps and Freaks. Families and Singles. I love when something can bring out so many different types of people for one cause. I was amazed that one person could bring people of such different backgrounds together. I am so glad I was part of the feeling and "Yes WE CAN".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4307751271065210242-7950541755121039283?l=cmustain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cmustain.blogspot.com/feeds/7950541755121039283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4307751271065210242&amp;postID=7950541755121039283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307751271065210242/posts/default/7950541755121039283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307751271065210242/posts/default/7950541755121039283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cmustain.blogspot.com/2008/10/barack.html' title='Barack'/><author><name>Cara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12103107099482090112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S7Pbds561RI/AAAAAAAAaEA/GUftgkVtj18/S220/IMG_6257.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4307751271065210242.post-1675436464338594376</id><published>2008-10-16T21:35:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T21:35:56.353-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Election</title><content type='html'>Having a discussion about the election from a third grade point of view...priceless!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4307751271065210242-1675436464338594376?l=cmustain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cmustain.blogspot.com/feeds/1675436464338594376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4307751271065210242&amp;postID=1675436464338594376' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307751271065210242/posts/default/1675436464338594376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307751271065210242/posts/default/1675436464338594376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cmustain.blogspot.com/2008/10/election.html' title='Election'/><author><name>Cara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12103107099482090112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S7Pbds561RI/AAAAAAAAaEA/GUftgkVtj18/S220/IMG_6257.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4307751271065210242.post-1082839426806637813</id><published>2008-10-14T21:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T21:09:18.904-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Rest of the pumpkins</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/SPVQzT-ig8I/AAAAAAAAP2A/Czpu8GlNO8o/s1600-h/IMG_4582.JPG'&gt;&lt;img src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/SPVQzT-ig8I/AAAAAAAAP2A/Czpu8GlNO8o/s160/IMG_4582.JPG' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/SPVQzQ2a3WI/AAAAAAAAP2I/M5RNZfISQiQ/s1600-h/IMG_4588.JPG'&gt;&lt;img src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/SPVQzQ2a3WI/AAAAAAAAP2I/M5RNZfISQiQ/s160/IMG_4588.JPG' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/SPVQzm_UJ8I/AAAAAAAAP2Q/ZvQ2Mh31MMo/s1600-h/IMG_4598.JPG'&gt;&lt;img src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/SPVQzm_UJ8I/AAAAAAAAP2Q/ZvQ2Mh31MMo/s160/IMG_4598.JPG' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/SPVQzj4neCI/AAAAAAAAP2Y/wamNxJjTzEo/s1600-h/IMG_4614.JPG'&gt;&lt;img src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/SPVQzj4neCI/AAAAAAAAP2Y/wamNxJjTzEo/s160/IMG_4614.JPG' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the rest of the photos!!&lt;div style='clear:both; 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margin:0px 10px 10px 0;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/SPVOxYdfqhI/AAAAAAAAP1A/9lSLzy49TAI/s1600-h/IMG_4566.JPG'&gt;&lt;img src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/SPVOxYdfqhI/AAAAAAAAP1A/9lSLzy49TAI/s400/IMG_4566.JPG' border='0' alt=''style='clear:both;float:left; margin:0px 10px 10px 0;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/SPVOxfrc6PI/AAAAAAAAP1I/KTf3NukMxNM/s1600-h/IMG_4573.JPG'&gt;&lt;img src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/SPVOxfrc6PI/AAAAAAAAP1I/KTf3NukMxNM/s400/IMG_4573.JPG' border='0' alt=''style='clear:both;float:left; margin:0px 10px 10px 0;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/SPVOxiTWeoI/AAAAAAAAP1Q/dk-g2k_2iQQ/s1600-h/IMG_4578.JPG'&gt;&lt;img src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/SPVOxiTWeoI/AAAAAAAAP1Q/dk-g2k_2iQQ/s400/IMG_4578.JPG' border='0' alt=''style='clear:both;float:left; margin:0px 10px 10px 0;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh! The beauty of fall. It my absolute favorite season for lots of reasons, but this weekend I went back to my childhood and remembered something I used to love to do. Ian and I decided to get a pumpkin and carve it. Now, we went with the traditional jack o'lantern as neither of us thought we could get much more creative with a knife than that. And of course we roasted some pumpkin seeds after. It was great and it looks great shining on my front stoop.&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:LEFT'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&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/4307751271065210242-1810368839078088515?l=cmustain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cmustain.blogspot.com/feeds/1810368839078088515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4307751271065210242&amp;postID=1810368839078088515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307751271065210242/posts/default/1810368839078088515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307751271065210242/posts/default/1810368839078088515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cmustain.blogspot.com/2008/10/ahh-beauty-of-fall.html' title='Pumpkin Carving'/><author><name>Cara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12103107099482090112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S7Pbds561RI/AAAAAAAAaEA/GUftgkVtj18/S220/IMG_6257.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/SPVOxP79ouI/AAAAAAAAP04/iGGSJmjPtFs/s72-c/IMG_4553.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4307751271065210242.post-1672550649046674582</id><published>2008-10-09T21:07:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T21:08:13.191-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Accountability</title><content type='html'>I have worked out for two days this week. I am halfway to my goal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 1- 25 minutes of cardio&lt;br /&gt;Day 2- 30 minutes on the elliptical; and upper body &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah--it's a good start for me!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4307751271065210242-1672550649046674582?l=cmustain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cmustain.blogspot.com/feeds/1672550649046674582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4307751271065210242&amp;postID=1672550649046674582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307751271065210242/posts/default/1672550649046674582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307751271065210242/posts/default/1672550649046674582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cmustain.blogspot.com/2008/10/accountability_09.html' title='Accountability'/><author><name>Cara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12103107099482090112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S7Pbds561RI/AAAAAAAAaEA/GUftgkVtj18/S220/IMG_6257.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4307751271065210242.post-5133535149792115203</id><published>2008-10-06T20:52:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T20:57:10.783-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Work out'/><title type='text'>Accountability</title><content type='html'>Well I am really in the need of some exercise. I have gained the freshman 15 except I am far from being a freshman... I have lazyititus instead. Well I have said I was going to excise for quite some time now and no avail I have not hit the gym. So this is going to be my accountability piece and I am counting on your guys to get on to me if I am not doing what my goal is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to start small. My goal is to get to the gym four days a week and do 25 minutes of cardio all four days. Two of those days I will also do strenght training--one day is upper body and one day is lower. I am going to post my trips to the gym and am counting on your to check up on me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully this will help me and I will lose that 15 and a few more!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4307751271065210242-5133535149792115203?l=cmustain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cmustain.blogspot.com/feeds/5133535149792115203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4307751271065210242&amp;postID=5133535149792115203' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307751271065210242/posts/default/5133535149792115203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307751271065210242/posts/default/5133535149792115203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cmustain.blogspot.com/2008/10/accountability.html' title='Accountability'/><author><name>Cara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12103107099482090112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S7Pbds561RI/AAAAAAAAaEA/GUftgkVtj18/S220/IMG_6257.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4307751271065210242.post-1275739301721338041</id><published>2008-10-06T20:47:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T20:57:37.800-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='observations'/><title type='text'>Random</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/SOq_zGj-WbI/AAAAAAAAP0Y/rR8SOxvQmoc/s1600-h/09+27+08+001.JPG'&gt;&lt;img src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/SOq_zGj-WbI/AAAAAAAAP0Y/rR8SOxvQmoc/s400/09+27+08+001.JPG' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/SOq_znYbkqI/AAAAAAAAP0g/oyW6xyIVKAo/s1600-h/09+27+08+002.JPG'&gt;&lt;img src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/SOq_znYbkqI/AAAAAAAAP0g/oyW6xyIVKAo/s400/09+27+08+002.JPG' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/SOq_z3xyIyI/AAAAAAAAP0o/9fD1C8dLwko/s1600-h/09+27+08+003.JPG'&gt;&lt;img src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/SOq_z3xyIyI/AAAAAAAAP0o/9fD1C8dLwko/s400/09+27+08+003.JPG' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/SOq_0DaPJ-I/AAAAAAAAP0w/emncCSQWgd4/s1600-h/09+27+08+004.JPG'&gt;&lt;img src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/SOq_0DaPJ-I/AAAAAAAAP0w/emncCSQWgd4/s400/09+27+08+004.JPG' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love seeing random things!! The other day I was sitting at a stoplight next to my house when this truck pulled up next to us. A mobile bank... who knew. Well this truck has a bank teller window as well as an ATM. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which leads me to several thoughts:&lt;br /&gt;- why would i give my money to someone who shows up at my house in a truck&lt;br /&gt;- how lazy are we that we can't run down the street to deposit our money or get some cash out&lt;br /&gt;- How does this guy not get robbed--it's like a Brink's truck without the armor&lt;br /&gt;- Why the hell does anyone need an ATM on wheels&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well hopefully you are as perplexed as I am about this... if not let me know why on earth these would be a necessity.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4307751271065210242-1275739301721338041?l=cmustain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cmustain.blogspot.com/feeds/1275739301721338041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4307751271065210242&amp;postID=1275739301721338041' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307751271065210242/posts/default/1275739301721338041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307751271065210242/posts/default/1275739301721338041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cmustain.blogspot.com/2008/10/random.html' title='Random'/><author><name>Cara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12103107099482090112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S7Pbds561RI/AAAAAAAAaEA/GUftgkVtj18/S220/IMG_6257.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/SOq_zGj-WbI/AAAAAAAAP0Y/rR8SOxvQmoc/s72-c/09+27+08+001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4307751271065210242.post-6751930653306327360</id><published>2008-10-03T21:44:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T21:53:10.404-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='everyday life'/><title type='text'>ER Visit</title><content type='html'>So I had Camp Wildwood last night! Basically we take our fifth graders to a camp and we do camp stuff and spend the night. Well everything was wonderful and I had so much fun with my group. Well lights out time came around and I got all of my girls in bed and bundled myself up to go to bed also. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had been laying for about 10 minutes when all of a sudden my palms and bottoms of my feet starting itching like crazy. I couldn't get them to stop. Next thing I know I am beginning to feel a little nauseous. I got up to get some fresh air and was just sitting with the people who were "on duty" (aka--awake). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was sitting there (still itching my palms and feet which are now currently bright red) when it felt like my tongue was beginning to swell and then my throat started constricting and I couldn't breathe very well. They went to go find the camp nurse (which of course they didn't know which cabin she was in--which would have been funny had i been able to breathe correctly). Basically she gave me some Benedryl and that didn't help to much. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So a midnight run to the ER, a shot of cortisone, and one rude nurse later and I was back in business. Finished out my night of camp and still have no clue what my allergic reaction was to. At least today I am able to breathe fully.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4307751271065210242-6751930653306327360?l=cmustain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cmustain.blogspot.com/feeds/6751930653306327360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4307751271065210242&amp;postID=6751930653306327360' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307751271065210242/posts/default/6751930653306327360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307751271065210242/posts/default/6751930653306327360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cmustain.blogspot.com/2008/10/er-visit.html' title='ER Visit'/><author><name>Cara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12103107099482090112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S7Pbds561RI/AAAAAAAAaEA/GUftgkVtj18/S220/IMG_6257.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4307751271065210242.post-3671776784960891275</id><published>2008-09-30T20:31:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T20:44:57.825-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='everyday life'/><title type='text'>It hurts...</title><content type='html'>Why is it that sometimes doing something for yourself requires you to hurt others. I need some time off and for some reason that has required me to hurt someone I care deeply about. I know I need the time, yet it still hurts so bad!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a very private person (which thanks Allison for reiterating that tonight :) ) and I take care of things by myself. I am not one to talk about my feelings--instead I retreat into my shell, ponder and write until I have come to a conclusion. I would also include painting and listening to lots of music in there as part of my therapy as well. I wonder what that says about me and what other people think about that. I wish I had the ability to turn to other people but this has always been how I have been...sorry itc!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am worried that my inability to turn to people will turn on me and I could be by myself for a very long time. And unfortunately will all of the changes in my life I have lots of things to mull over. I have been one person for 10 years and now that I am on my own I am not sure of who I truly am when I stand on my own two feet. And what a big decision to decide that. And I am worried that may require a little bit of an extended stay in my shell to figure out....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4307751271065210242-3671776784960891275?l=cmustain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cmustain.blogspot.com/feeds/3671776784960891275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4307751271065210242&amp;postID=3671776784960891275' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307751271065210242/posts/default/3671776784960891275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307751271065210242/posts/default/3671776784960891275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cmustain.blogspot.com/2008/09/it-hurts.html' title='It hurts...'/><author><name>Cara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12103107099482090112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S7Pbds561RI/AAAAAAAAaEA/GUftgkVtj18/S220/IMG_6257.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4307751271065210242.post-4491778641798422411</id><published>2008-09-03T18:50:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T20:58:03.403-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Nana</title><content type='html'>Today would have been Nana's 88th birthday. It was a tough day. I miss her so much and wish she was still here with me!!! Happy Birthday and love you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/SL8j0j_0TPI/AAAAAAAAPWw/LVmZtph4uRk/s1600-h/IMG_0971.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/SL8j0j_0TPI/AAAAAAAAPWw/LVmZtph4uRk/s320/IMG_0971.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241947877205626098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4307751271065210242-4491778641798422411?l=cmustain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cmustain.blogspot.com/feeds/4491778641798422411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4307751271065210242&amp;postID=4491778641798422411' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307751271065210242/posts/default/4491778641798422411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307751271065210242/posts/default/4491778641798422411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cmustain.blogspot.com/2008/09/happy-birthday-nana.html' title='Happy Birthday Nana'/><author><name>Cara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12103107099482090112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S7Pbds561RI/AAAAAAAAaEA/GUftgkVtj18/S220/IMG_6257.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/SL8j0j_0TPI/AAAAAAAAPWw/LVmZtph4uRk/s72-c/IMG_0971.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4307751271065210242.post-8298817637775307328</id><published>2008-09-02T20:05:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T20:58:21.270-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='everyday life'/><title type='text'>American Idol</title><content type='html'>Yes I did it. Not only did I go to the American Idol concert, I wore matching David Cooks shirts with my family. We actually had a blast. They got to experience the Power and Light District for the first time, we got to spend quality time together and listen to some music. It was a great family bonding experience. I took a few pictures so you could appreciate the matching outfits. Oh and of course so you could enjoy some of my favorite idols-- hometown boy David Cook, Jason Castro and Carly!!! &lt;br /&gt;Hope you aren't too jealous! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/SL3jw2DKIfI/AAAAAAAAPVw/yiPMv1khEC0/s1600-h/DSCN0426.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/SL3jw2DKIfI/AAAAAAAAPVw/yiPMv1khEC0/s320/DSCN0426.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241595969611112946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/SL3jxLiSdEI/AAAAAAAAPV4/fcWKyTqe1lE/s1600-h/DSCN0437.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/SL3jxLiSdEI/AAAAAAAAPV4/fcWKyTqe1lE/s320/DSCN0437.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241595975378826306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/SL3jxPRSvFI/AAAAAAAAPWA/81C2dOHvd7k/s1600-h/DSCN0494.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/SL3jxPRSvFI/AAAAAAAAPWA/81C2dOHvd7k/s320/DSCN0494.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241595976381283410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/SL3jxRXPOJI/AAAAAAAAPWI/5-Sj8rqWQMA/s1600-h/DSCN0471.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/SL3jxRXPOJI/AAAAAAAAPWI/5-Sj8rqWQMA/s320/DSCN0471.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241595976943089810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/SL3jxrpnFqI/AAAAAAAAPWQ/RNJtrh2mLBU/s1600-h/DSCN0463.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/SL3jxrpnFqI/AAAAAAAAPWQ/RNJtrh2mLBU/s320/DSCN0463.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241595983999473314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4307751271065210242-8298817637775307328?l=cmustain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cmustain.blogspot.com/feeds/8298817637775307328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4307751271065210242&amp;postID=8298817637775307328' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307751271065210242/posts/default/8298817637775307328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307751271065210242/posts/default/8298817637775307328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cmustain.blogspot.com/2008/09/blog-post.html' title='American Idol'/><author><name>Cara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12103107099482090112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S7Pbds561RI/AAAAAAAAaEA/GUftgkVtj18/S220/IMG_6257.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/SL3jw2DKIfI/AAAAAAAAPVw/yiPMv1khEC0/s72-c/DSCN0426.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4307751271065210242.post-920321050670743353</id><published>2008-09-01T19:55:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T20:27:33.858-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Relaxing Labor Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/SLyWBQ14V4I/AAAAAAAAOoM/bjF5WUJN8Ng/s1600-h/IMG_4289.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/SLyWBQ14V4I/AAAAAAAAOoM/bjF5WUJN8Ng/s200/IMG_4289.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241229014797408130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/SLyWBySh7dI/AAAAAAAAOoU/G5R5TOjfniM/s1600-h/IMG_4286.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/SLyWBySh7dI/AAAAAAAAOoU/G5R5TOjfniM/s200/IMG_4286.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241229023775944146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/SLyWCRYg3JI/AAAAAAAAOoc/OA_a0Vc4VBY/s1600-h/IMG_4290.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/SLyWCRYg3JI/AAAAAAAAOoc/OA_a0Vc4VBY/s200/IMG_4290.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241229032122539154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/SLyWC46nYjI/AAAAAAAAOok/_niq1s0RZDw/s1600-h/IMG_4300.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/SLyWC46nYjI/AAAAAAAAOok/_niq1s0RZDw/s200/IMG_4300.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241229042734555698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/SLyWDN0k6dI/AAAAAAAAOos/gvHRZb7tde4/s1600-h/IMG_4301.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/SLyWDN0k6dI/AAAAAAAAOos/gvHRZb7tde4/s200/IMG_4301.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241229048346372562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I finally got to go on the picnic I have been wanting to go on forever. Ian and I grabbed some wine, cheese,and fruit, packed up our basket and blanket and off we went. It was so nice and relaxing. A wonderful way to spend our day off!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4307751271065210242-920321050670743353?l=cmustain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cmustain.blogspot.com/feeds/920321050670743353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4307751271065210242&amp;postID=920321050670743353' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307751271065210242/posts/default/920321050670743353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307751271065210242/posts/default/920321050670743353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cmustain.blogspot.com/2008/09/relaxing-labor-day.html' title='A Relaxing Labor Day'/><author><name>Cara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12103107099482090112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S7Pbds561RI/AAAAAAAAaEA/GUftgkVtj18/S220/IMG_6257.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/SLyWBQ14V4I/AAAAAAAAOoM/bjF5WUJN8Ng/s72-c/IMG_4289.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4307751271065210242.post-7226936039330396229</id><published>2008-08-10T21:01:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T21:08:40.078-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>The end means a new beginning</title><content type='html'>Well it is official. My summer is now over...tomorrow I am contracted to Independence. I am spending the last night of my summer watching the Olympics and wishing I only had a few more days. I am sad that my summer is over. No more sleeping in, no more all day laziness, no more staying up late or doing nothing. I am now back to being a working woman. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But as much as I hate the end of summer, I love the feeling of possibilities. Each year I get a new batch of kids that I am hopefully able to make a difference in their lives. I am excited to have this new beginning. To get to know new kids, teach them things, influence their lives, and a chance to continue to improve my craft. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So as sad as I am that my summer is gone, I am looking forward to a new beginning for myself and a group of 21 new third graders.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4307751271065210242-7226936039330396229?l=cmustain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cmustain.blogspot.com/feeds/7226936039330396229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4307751271065210242&amp;postID=7226936039330396229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307751271065210242/posts/default/7226936039330396229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307751271065210242/posts/default/7226936039330396229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cmustain.blogspot.com/2008/08/end-means-new-beginning.html' title='The end means a new beginning'/><author><name>Cara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12103107099482090112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S7Pbds561RI/AAAAAAAAaEA/GUftgkVtj18/S220/IMG_6257.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4307751271065210242.post-56151256240237092</id><published>2008-07-30T22:10:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T22:15:42.990-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sports'/><title type='text'>We did it!!!</title><content type='html'>So our team finally did it. We won all three of our volleyball games. I know many of you are thinking is that really that big of a deal....but trust me it is. We are the bad news bears of volleyball, except we skip the part where we get good. We are the team who gets shut-out, who hits balls two courts over, who stand by and aimlessly watch as the ball lands at our feet, and actually miss the ball altogether. We are the laughing stock of the rec league if that tells you anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But tonight was a different story. We were looking good (and the other team was looking more like we usually do). So I am wondering did our playing together the last 9 weeks finally click and we are getting each other, did we just play exceptionally well or did the other team just suck that bad? I would like to hope that it is one or both of the first two but you never know. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bad news is that now our season is over, at least we eneded on a good note. But when we start again in the fall I am sure we will be back to our old selves again. But don't always say "did you have fun?" And I can honestly say that I did every time I played.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4307751271065210242-56151256240237092?l=cmustain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cmustain.blogspot.com/feeds/56151256240237092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4307751271065210242&amp;postID=56151256240237092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307751271065210242/posts/default/56151256240237092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307751271065210242/posts/default/56151256240237092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cmustain.blogspot.com/2008/07/we-did-it.html' title='We did it!!!'/><author><name>Cara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12103107099482090112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S7Pbds561RI/AAAAAAAAaEA/GUftgkVtj18/S220/IMG_6257.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4307751271065210242.post-4030559255208124048</id><published>2008-07-23T11:21:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T11:23:22.307-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>Dog Days of Summer</title><content type='html'>We have been spoiled with out weather until just recently. And now I am hating it. I am not much of an extremes girl with anything. I would much rather be in the middle. And this heat is an extreme, it makes me want to lay on my couch and do nothing!!! Guess that is what I will do for the next few days, then it's back to school to get my room all ready!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4307751271065210242-4030559255208124048?l=cmustain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cmustain.blogspot.com/feeds/4030559255208124048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4307751271065210242&amp;postID=4030559255208124048' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307751271065210242/posts/default/4030559255208124048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307751271065210242/posts/default/4030559255208124048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cmustain.blogspot.com/2008/07/dog-days-of-summer.html' title='Dog Days of Summer'/><author><name>Cara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12103107099482090112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S7Pbds561RI/AAAAAAAAaEA/GUftgkVtj18/S220/IMG_6257.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4307751271065210242.post-1762771201238587776</id><published>2008-07-09T11:55:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T11:56:58.079-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Gnat X 2</title><content type='html'>The same gnat thing happened to me today except at least this time I was in the comfort of my own backyard and minus the audience. I guess my nose must look like a safe haven for gnats or who knows maybe he was trying to rescue his friend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4307751271065210242-1762771201238587776?l=cmustain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cmustain.blogspot.com/feeds/1762771201238587776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4307751271065210242&amp;postID=1762771201238587776' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307751271065210242/posts/default/1762771201238587776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307751271065210242/posts/default/1762771201238587776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cmustain.blogspot.com/2008/07/gnat-x-2.html' title='Gnat X 2'/><author><name>Cara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12103107099482090112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S7Pbds561RI/AAAAAAAAaEA/GUftgkVtj18/S220/IMG_6257.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4307751271065210242.post-5218650406963326270</id><published>2008-07-07T20:42:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T20:47:28.969-05:00</updated><title type='text'>gnat</title><content type='html'>So today I was at the license bureau and there was a gnat flying around. And by the way it was a bigger gnat than normal. We all know how annoying these little things are. I was just getting ready to slap it away from my face when low and behold the little guy decides to fly up your nose. I know that you can all picture exactly what happened, as I am sure you have had a bug fly up your nose before. Well here I am in the middle of the license bureau and am sniffing out my nose and trying to get my finger up there to get the bug out. And of the course the people around me are looking like I am insane.I am causing a commotion, but don't care as I want the bug out. Well I never got him out so I am kind of wondering what in the world he is doing now. Is he dead? Is he flying around my body somewhere? Is he trying to escape? I am really hoping he escaped and I didn't notice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4307751271065210242-5218650406963326270?l=cmustain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cmustain.blogspot.com/feeds/5218650406963326270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4307751271065210242&amp;postID=5218650406963326270' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307751271065210242/posts/default/5218650406963326270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307751271065210242/posts/default/5218650406963326270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cmustain.blogspot.com/2008/07/gnat.html' title='gnat'/><author><name>Cara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12103107099482090112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S7Pbds561RI/AAAAAAAAaEA/GUftgkVtj18/S220/IMG_6257.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4307751271065210242.post-6689435236462841427</id><published>2008-07-06T20:39:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T20:45:21.160-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Aerophobia</title><content type='html'>I totally have this. It is the fear of flying and for some reason this fear overcomes me when I have to fly. I am not actually as scared of flying as I am of crashing, but the crashes I have seen usually involve the flight. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to Chicago this weekend (thanks Ian for my present :)) and of course we are flying. Now, I am not complaining, as I get motion sickness if I ride in the car for too long, so I would rather fly and get there faster, but my fear is huge. We are leaving on Friday and my anxiety is already starting. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I completely freak out. It consumes my thoughts and I start getting little anxiety attacks. I can't breathe, my stomach is in knots and the worse-case scenario thoughts are running through my head. I will have this feeling and it will get increasingly worse as the week goes by. I will not feel better until I actually land in Chicago. So be thinking of me and my anxiety ridden mind this week!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4307751271065210242-6689435236462841427?l=cmustain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cmustain.blogspot.com/feeds/6689435236462841427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4307751271065210242&amp;postID=6689435236462841427' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307751271065210242/posts/default/6689435236462841427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307751271065210242/posts/default/6689435236462841427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cmustain.blogspot.com/2008/07/aerophobia.html' title='Aerophobia'/><author><name>Cara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12103107099482090112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S7Pbds561RI/AAAAAAAAaEA/GUftgkVtj18/S220/IMG_6257.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4307751271065210242.post-6338481711253069383</id><published>2008-07-01T22:41:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T22:41:55.969-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='surprise'/><title type='text'>Flowers</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/SGr43LT0R5I/AAAAAAAANoE/h9jD-RR8nK0/s1600-h/IMG_3296.JPG'&gt;&lt;img src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/SGr43LT0R5I/AAAAAAAANoE/h9jD-RR8nK0/s400/IMG_3296.JPG' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Ian for making my day better! These meant more than you know!!&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&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/4307751271065210242-6338481711253069383?l=cmustain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cmustain.blogspot.com/feeds/6338481711253069383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4307751271065210242&amp;postID=6338481711253069383' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307751271065210242/posts/default/6338481711253069383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307751271065210242/posts/default/6338481711253069383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cmustain.blogspot.com/2008/07/thanks-ian-for-making-my-day-better.html' title='Flowers'/><author><name>Cara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12103107099482090112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S7Pbds561RI/AAAAAAAAaEA/GUftgkVtj18/S220/IMG_6257.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/SGr43LT0R5I/AAAAAAAANoE/h9jD-RR8nK0/s72-c/IMG_3296.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4307751271065210242.post-2513177937736761069</id><published>2008-06-29T21:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T21:56:04.505-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My new toy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/SGhLQ8MA8UI/AAAAAAAANf8/cj4gpirxKpQ/s1600-h/IMG_6904.JPG'&gt;&lt;img src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/SGhLQ8MA8UI/AAAAAAAANf8/cj4gpirxKpQ/s320/IMG_6904.JPG' border='0' alt=''style='clear:both;float:left; margin:0px 10px 10px 0;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well here she it. My newest toy and I am so excited. I have always loved taking pictures, but have limited myself to being a point and shoot girl. Well I have decided to change that. I bought a fairly inexpensive SLR digital camera and am ready to start experimenting. I am so excited to have so much power over the photos I am going to be taking. I am already looking at the world a little differently. I am looking for photography oppurtunities which often leads me to be much more aware of my world around me. I am truly a beginniner but am so excited to start this creative process. I am sure you will be seeing several of my photos on here as time goes on!!!&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:LEFT'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&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/4307751271065210242-2513177937736761069?l=cmustain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cmustain.blogspot.com/feeds/2513177937736761069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4307751271065210242&amp;postID=2513177937736761069' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307751271065210242/posts/default/2513177937736761069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307751271065210242/posts/default/2513177937736761069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cmustain.blogspot.com/2008/06/my-new-toy.html' title='My new toy'/><author><name>Cara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12103107099482090112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S7Pbds561RI/AAAAAAAAaEA/GUftgkVtj18/S220/IMG_6257.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/SGhLQ8MA8UI/AAAAAAAANf8/cj4gpirxKpQ/s72-c/IMG_6904.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4307751271065210242.post-3803088950680581969</id><published>2008-06-24T19:43:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T19:49:38.366-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='television'/><title type='text'>Wipeout</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/SGGVDjF5luI/AAAAAAAAH-c/mpTjd1dXHos/s1600-h/0000049503_20080623163411.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215613731663877858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 88px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 88px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="117" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/SGGVDjF5luI/AAAAAAAAH-c/mpTjd1dXHos/s320/0000049503_20080623163411.jpg" width="123" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/SGGUzIRIEVI/AAAAAAAAH-U/i-iEZqjzeJ8/s1600-h/wipeoutcourse.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215613449585299794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/SGGUzIRIEVI/AAAAAAAAH-U/i-iEZqjzeJ8/s320/wipeoutcourse.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;What is it about watching people &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;wipe out&lt;/span&gt; that is so funny? Watching nosedives, people slipping, being hit,  and heads slamming as they fall makes me laugh. It must make others laugh too, as the new show &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Wipeout&lt;/span&gt; is based on that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;premise&lt;/span&gt;. Contests compete in stunts which of course requires most of them to crash and burn, and don't forget the slow motion replay that shows every movement as they fall. I have spent the evening cringing and laughing at the expense of others who are willing to crash in order to make me laugh. I am hoping this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;doesn't&lt;/span&gt; make me a horrible person.&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/4307751271065210242-3803088950680581969?l=cmustain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cmustain.blogspot.com/feeds/3803088950680581969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4307751271065210242&amp;postID=3803088950680581969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307751271065210242/posts/default/3803088950680581969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307751271065210242/posts/default/3803088950680581969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cmustain.blogspot.com/2008/06/wipeout.html' title='Wipeout'/><author><name>Cara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12103107099482090112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S7Pbds561RI/AAAAAAAAaEA/GUftgkVtj18/S220/IMG_6257.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/SGGVDjF5luI/AAAAAAAAH-c/mpTjd1dXHos/s72-c/0000049503_20080623163411.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4307751271065210242.post-8188792266366096018</id><published>2008-06-23T08:56:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T09:47:23.033-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='paintings'/><title type='text'>The whale</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/SF-sMbuKE7I/AAAAAAAAH-I/IpMqhw7C4qU/s1600-h/Photo_062208_001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215076223118087090" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/SF-sMbuKE7I/AAAAAAAAH-I/IpMqhw7C4qU/s320/Photo_062208_001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ian has been asking me to paint him a whale (it is part of his family crest). I have been putting it off since I am not much of a painter and have always just created something for myself as an expression of my feelings or as a way to relax.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well the other day I needed to get out some frustration and sat down to paint. When I mixed the colors I came up with this blue that reminded me of the ocean and thus I decided it was time for the whale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here it is. My first painting that I did for someone else. It was really &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;weird&lt;/span&gt; and I still feel very &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;awkward&lt;/span&gt; about it. I am not a talented painter, but I created something that Ian wanted. It was a first step for me to create something not for myself. I hope you enjoy it also!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4307751271065210242-8188792266366096018?l=cmustain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cmustain.blogspot.com/feeds/8188792266366096018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4307751271065210242&amp;postID=8188792266366096018' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307751271065210242/posts/default/8188792266366096018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307751271065210242/posts/default/8188792266366096018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cmustain.blogspot.com/2008/06/ian-has-been-asking-me-to-paint-him.html' title='The whale'/><author><name>Cara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12103107099482090112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S7Pbds561RI/AAAAAAAAaEA/GUftgkVtj18/S220/IMG_6257.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/SF-sMbuKE7I/AAAAAAAAH-I/IpMqhw7C4qU/s72-c/Photo_062208_001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4307751271065210242.post-1912919899328246844</id><published>2008-06-21T17:40:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T09:55:23.588-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><title type='text'>Aeroplane</title><content type='html'>The other day I saw an airplane flying in the sky. Now, I know this is an everyday occurrence for most people, but for some reason I took more notice to it than normal. Anytime I see a plane flying the question that always pops into my head is " I wonder where it is heading?" and for some reason the other day I took that even further.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I began to think of this airplane and where it's destination was. I thought about the people who were on it and their reason for that flight. Were they heading to a vacation and filled with elation, were they heading back from a trip and dreading returning to the real world? Maybe someone was on a business trip and missing his/her family. Were there people who had family or friends in need and were on their way to help them? Was someone reuniting with someone far away that they hadn't seen in awhile? There were a billion &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;possibilities.&lt;/span&gt; but all of them related to some type of human connection in my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I saw that plane, it made me think of the greatness of human relationships. What makes the world evolve is love and friendship. Connections are so important, they are essential to life. I know that I wouldn't be where I am today without all of the connections I have had in my lifetime. Each encounter with a person has done something to shape who I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish all of those people &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;luck&lt;/span&gt; on their &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;journeys,&lt;/span&gt; whatever they happen to be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4307751271065210242-1912919899328246844?l=cmustain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cmustain.blogspot.com/feeds/1912919899328246844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4307751271065210242&amp;postID=1912919899328246844' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307751271065210242/posts/default/1912919899328246844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307751271065210242/posts/default/1912919899328246844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cmustain.blogspot.com/2008/06/aeroplane.html' title='Aeroplane'/><author><name>Cara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12103107099482090112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S7Pbds561RI/AAAAAAAAaEA/GUftgkVtj18/S220/IMG_6257.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4307751271065210242.post-1558903168561992351</id><published>2008-06-19T20:08:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T10:15:59.110-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='teaching'/><title type='text'>Word to the Wise</title><content type='html'>If you ever have an oppurtunity to teach summer school....DON'T. I always forget how horrible it is and somehow get myself into it. It is absolute hell. So, always say no to summer school. No matter how much it is, it is definitely not worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And since Ian mentioned that I update my blog rarely (even though it is more than his lately), I have decided to do a better job. Thanks Ian for the reminder that I need to update more often!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4307751271065210242-1558903168561992351?l=cmustain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cmustain.blogspot.com/feeds/1558903168561992351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4307751271065210242&amp;postID=1558903168561992351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307751271065210242/posts/default/1558903168561992351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307751271065210242/posts/default/1558903168561992351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cmustain.blogspot.com/2008/06/blog-post.html' title='Word to the Wise'/><author><name>Cara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12103107099482090112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S7Pbds561RI/AAAAAAAAaEA/GUftgkVtj18/S220/IMG_6257.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4307751271065210242.post-4868566770506428177</id><published>2008-06-17T12:21:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T10:00:47.679-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='website'/><title type='text'>Addiction</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Alright, I am ready to admit it. I think that is the first step in recovery anyway. Well I have a new addiction. I don't know if it is because I have had a few weeks off and have been looking for something to do or if it just because I enjoy browsing on the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Internet&lt;/span&gt; or I love shopping. Quite possibly it could be any &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;combination&lt;/span&gt; of those. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Well here is my confession: I am addicted to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;craigslist&lt;/span&gt;. I love to look at everything on there. I search for things I need, things I want, and things that I don't even desire. It is like a garage sell at your fingertips. You go and look for stuff people don't want and purchase it. It is amazing. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;currently&lt;/span&gt; have my eye on a little nightstand that would go perfect with my new bedroom decor. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;It is so addictive. I have recently found myself browsing daily. You know I don't want to miss anything or let someone else get to it first. So, if you are a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;bargain&lt;/span&gt; gal (or guy) like me stop by and see what you can find. It is magical!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4307751271065210242-4868566770506428177?l=cmustain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cmustain.blogspot.com/feeds/4868566770506428177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4307751271065210242&amp;postID=4868566770506428177' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307751271065210242/posts/default/4868566770506428177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307751271065210242/posts/default/4868566770506428177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cmustain.blogspot.com/2008/06/addiction.html' title='Addiction'/><author><name>Cara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12103107099482090112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S7Pbds561RI/AAAAAAAAaEA/GUftgkVtj18/S220/IMG_6257.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4307751271065210242.post-8192946763033518637</id><published>2008-06-16T09:06:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T09:55:43.748-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='website'/><title type='text'>Reading</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.goodreads.com/"&gt;http://www.goodreads.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well as many of you may already know, I am a complete book nerd. I will choose reading over almost any other activity there is. I am the person who will spend the entire day reading a book and finish the entire book in that day. I love becoming involved with the characters and be a part of someone else life. It is a great escape and something that calms me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my favorite ways to get books (beside just browsing at the book store) is recommendations from my friends. Most of them know what I like and give me good choices. I have found a website that make this even easier. It is called good reads and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;basically&lt;/span&gt; people post books they have read online with a review. You can go through and find out what others are reading and their opinions on the book. It is basically a social networking site for books. Except you can view peoples opinions on books even if they are not your friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am in love with this site. It is absolutely wonderful and I have already added several new books to my list of planning to read. It also gives you the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;opportunity&lt;/span&gt; to keep a running tally of the books you have read and your opinion on them. If you love to read go and check out this site. If you don't, then check it out anyway. Who knows maybe something will catch your eye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Reading!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4307751271065210242-8192946763033518637?l=cmustain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.goodreads.com/' title='Reading'/><link rel='enclosure' type='' href='http://www.goodreads.com/' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cmustain.blogspot.com/feeds/8192946763033518637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4307751271065210242&amp;postID=8192946763033518637' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307751271065210242/posts/default/8192946763033518637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307751271065210242/posts/default/8192946763033518637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cmustain.blogspot.com/2008/06/reading.html' title='Reading'/><author><name>Cara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12103107099482090112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S7Pbds561RI/AAAAAAAAaEA/GUftgkVtj18/S220/IMG_6257.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4307751271065210242.post-2043669662696001388</id><published>2008-06-13T21:01:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T09:55:59.074-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><title type='text'>There are still nice people</title><content type='html'>So this past week I was in Macon, Missouri grading our state assessment tests. First, Macon is a small town so it was very different than I am used to. Which is besides the point, but my last day I am reeling in the fact that I get to come home and am so excited. I have checked out of the hotel, packed my car and am getting ready to leave for the middle school for the last time. Well I get in and turn my key and nothing happens. Of course I think it is a fluke, but alas as I try and try again it is not.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well now, here I am stuck in the middle of nowhere, not knowing anyone and am stranded. This situation totally renewed my faith in people though. I was able to get so many people who were willing to help. My roommate at the hotel took me where I needed to go and so many people were willing to help. I had people giving me numbers of people to call, offering to help, calling their husbands to ask them about it, and offering me  place to stay until I could get it figured out. With the help of all of these people and a nice man who actually helped me jumpstart the car, I was able to get back to Kansas City. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This experience reminded me of the good in people because often I tend to notice the bad stuff an not the good. I was able to take a bad situation and find the positive in it. I am so grateful to these people not only for helping me at that moment for helping me realize that people are genuinely good and willing to help and support.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4307751271065210242-2043669662696001388?l=cmustain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cmustain.blogspot.com/feeds/2043669662696001388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4307751271065210242&amp;postID=2043669662696001388' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307751271065210242/posts/default/2043669662696001388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307751271065210242/posts/default/2043669662696001388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cmustain.blogspot.com/2008/06/there-are-still-nice-people.html' title='There are still nice people'/><author><name>Cara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12103107099482090112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S7Pbds561RI/AAAAAAAAaEA/GUftgkVtj18/S220/IMG_6257.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4307751271065210242.post-6071372130279698854</id><published>2008-06-05T15:13:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T10:22:34.298-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='everyday life'/><title type='text'>Baker</title><content type='html'>I have been quite the baker lately. This is not something that I ususally do, but since I am doing it for others it seems much more fun. Especially since I can't even eat most of it since I am on diet. I am very thankful that I have friends to bake for. So, if you are in the mood for something baked, just let me know... I would love to help you out!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4307751271065210242-6071372130279698854?l=cmustain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cmustain.blogspot.com/feeds/6071372130279698854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4307751271065210242&amp;postID=6071372130279698854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307751271065210242/posts/default/6071372130279698854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307751271065210242/posts/default/6071372130279698854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cmustain.blogspot.com/2008/06/baker.html' title='Baker'/><author><name>Cara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12103107099482090112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S7Pbds561RI/AAAAAAAAaEA/GUftgkVtj18/S220/IMG_6257.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4307751271065210242.post-1517126042156907669</id><published>2008-05-17T14:40:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T09:56:18.415-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dogs'/><title type='text'>Victory</title><content type='html'>So today I took Killian for a walk and we struck gold. Killian has always been horrible on a leash. He wants to be in control and in front there fore our entire walk is spent with Killian pulling. I hated taking him for walks because it was such a pain. Well for the last few months we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;have&lt;/span&gt; been working on how to walk properly (thanks &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Cesar&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Milan&lt;/span&gt;). And of course those methods were not working. They were resulting in more frustration for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today, I took Killian out and to my amazement without any prompting he walked right next to me. Once or twice on our 30 minute walk he would try to get ahead and all I had to do was say his name and he stopped. I was so excited. This was the first good walk we have had and it was so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;enjoyable&lt;/span&gt;. I am hoping this wasn't a fluke and that are future walks will be as enjoyable as this one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4307751271065210242-1517126042156907669?l=cmustain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cmustain.blogspot.com/feeds/1517126042156907669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4307751271065210242&amp;postID=1517126042156907669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307751271065210242/posts/default/1517126042156907669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4307751271065210242/posts/default/1517126042156907669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cmustain.blogspot.com/2008/05/victory.html' title='Victory'/><author><name>Cara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12103107099482090112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKxYEjBWBfo/S7Pbds561RI/AAAAAAAAaEA/GUftgkVtj18/S220/IMG_6257.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
