<?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-8986373194766053250</id><updated>2012-02-16T10:39:12.939-07:00</updated><category term='silly'/><category term='disney makes me happy'/><category term='walks'/><category term='pictures'/><category term='gift ideas'/><category term='secret'/><category term='quilt'/><category term='songs'/><category term='funny'/><category term='books'/><category term='fabric makes my mouth water'/><category term='bliss'/><category term='oops'/><category term='bit me'/><category term='christmas'/><category term='nature'/><category term='musing'/><category term='projects'/><category term='fabric make my mouth water'/><category term='goal'/><category term='valentines'/><category term='cinder blocks'/><category term='cute'/><category term='fabulous friday'/><category term='home'/><category term='boy'/><category term='ouch'/><category term='excited'/><category term='family'/><category term='i love etsy'/><category term='new year'/><category term='sorry'/><category term='temple'/><category term='bed'/><category term='letters'/><category term='sewing'/><category term='work'/><category term='weddings'/><category term='5k'/><category term='car'/><category term='friends'/><category term='again'/><category term='fireworks'/><category term='adam'/><category term='one month'/><category term='birthday'/><category term='date night'/><category term='annoyed'/><category term='things i love'/><category term='done now'/><category term='dress'/><category term='jobless'/><category term='new apartment'/><category term='frustrated'/><category term='4th of july'/><category term='grandmas are the best'/><category term='bucket list'/><category term='him'/><category term='happy'/><category term='fall'/><category term='school'/><category term='late'/><category term='crafts'/><category term='jobless no more'/><category term='life'/><category term='whoop'/><category term='ack'/><category term='running'/><category term='bed bath beyond'/><category term='baby'/><category term='hooray'/><category term='should sleep'/><category term='missing'/><category term='house'/><category term='house work'/><category term='its coming'/><category term='fun'/><category term='sick'/><category term='good things'/><category term='hilarious'/><category term='snow'/><category term='love'/><category term='surprise'/><category term='picures'/><category term='that thing i do'/><category term='how it all started'/><title type='text'>emily malloy</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilylarae.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986373194766053250/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilylarae.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986373194766053250/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12959061443331506234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PXcBF44hhrg/SvMRme8sUeI/AAAAAAAAARI/aGJUYMG0pMs/S220/Wedding+Day+045.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>259</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986373194766053250.post-2418337283780239557</id><published>2012-02-13T16:45:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2012-02-13T16:57:31.857-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='valentines'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>A Valentines post</title><content type='html'>I sure love making cookies for Valentines, remember &lt;a href="http://emilylarae.blogspot.com/2010/02/balwentimes-day.html"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;? It makes me happy. I didn't make them last year, which was a little sad and missed. So today was the day!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-OLI91fQiTt8/Tzmgg4Bp9vI/AAAAAAAAA0o/YMUAtTYhg-U/0213121601.png" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-1jFZl_xivNU/TzmgaQcBtmI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/QieQqFsEAd4/0213121600.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-1jFZl_xivNU/TzmgaQcBtmI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/QieQqFsEAd4/0213121600.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-sTz5kpaqP2s/TzmgS8etS7I/AAAAAAAAA0I/aAFEDO0l4qI/0213121601a.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-sTz5kpaqP2s/TzmgS8etS7I/AAAAAAAAA0I/aAFEDO0l4qI/0213121601a.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Add caption&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-n2tVDEBx9zU/TzmgXjXm1II/AAAAAAAAA0Q/5LyROgRyC7w/0213121613.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-n2tVDEBx9zU/TzmgXjXm1II/AAAAAAAAA0Q/5LyROgRyC7w/0213121613.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-ruWV8H6niuY/Tzmgc7nkcbI/AAAAAAAAA0g/z-LZsny8feI/0213121627.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-ruWV8H6niuY/Tzmgc7nkcbI/AAAAAAAAA0g/z-LZsny8feI/0213121627.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-_xf9cjxyhOM/TzmfkAAAslI/AAAAAAAAAz4/l2OwUldg-gM/0213121614.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-_xf9cjxyhOM/TzmfkAAAslI/AAAAAAAAAz4/l2OwUldg-gM/0213121614.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;So classy Bonnie&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-EDdn8ZI94xQ/TzmfbgyNMLI/AAAAAAAAAzw/7tk1zogYSQY/0213121630c.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-EDdn8ZI94xQ/TzmfbgyNMLI/AAAAAAAAAzw/7tk1zogYSQY/0213121630c.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Baby approved!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;*pictures from my phone&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8986373194766053250-2418337283780239557?l=emilylarae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilylarae.blogspot.com/feeds/2418337283780239557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8986373194766053250&amp;postID=2418337283780239557&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986373194766053250/posts/default/2418337283780239557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986373194766053250/posts/default/2418337283780239557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilylarae.blogspot.com/2012/02/valentines-post.html' title='A Valentines post'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12959061443331506234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PXcBF44hhrg/SvMRme8sUeI/AAAAAAAAARI/aGJUYMG0pMs/S220/Wedding+Day+045.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/-OLI91fQiTt8/Tzmgg4Bp9vI/AAAAAAAAA0o/YMUAtTYhg-U/s72-c/0213121601.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986373194766053250.post-8672900097926972045</id><published>2012-02-13T12:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2012-02-13T12:13:12.460-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Double</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;So get this. A couple days ago I was making &lt;i&gt;husband&lt;/i&gt; some eggs. I cracked one open and there it was. A double yolked egg. I called&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;husband&lt;/i&gt; over to take a peek. It was cool.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Today I'm making eggs and it happened again. Totally serious. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It's a sign...&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src='http://lh4.ggpht.com/-SpbQsJKcfPs/Tzlgxqp84hI/AAAAAAAAAzg/1IMz5N1F328/0213121207.png' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8986373194766053250-8672900097926972045?l=emilylarae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilylarae.blogspot.com/feeds/8672900097926972045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8986373194766053250&amp;postID=8672900097926972045&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986373194766053250/posts/default/8672900097926972045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986373194766053250/posts/default/8672900097926972045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilylarae.blogspot.com/2012/02/double.html' title='Double'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12959061443331506234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PXcBF44hhrg/SvMRme8sUeI/AAAAAAAAARI/aGJUYMG0pMs/S220/Wedding+Day+045.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/-SpbQsJKcfPs/Tzlgxqp84hI/AAAAAAAAAzg/1IMz5N1F328/s72-c/0213121207.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986373194766053250.post-1481357904047296509</id><published>2012-02-09T21:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-02-09T21:03:59.918-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='things i love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='disney makes me happy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='goal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='running'/><title type='text'>what the what?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;h1&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;So I have this dream of running a marathon someday. I don't know why, and I think it sounds pretty awful, but I really really really want to. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;I also really really really want to go to Disney World again someday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week I stumbled on the results of a disney half marathon. I got interested really quick, and I found this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h1&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Twilight Zone Tower of Terror&lt;/em&gt;™ 10-Miler&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Weekend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;September 28–29, 2012&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We double-dare you to brave dark and ghostly streets haunted by Disney  villains. Your commemorative medal announces your towering triumph as you ride  thrilling &lt;em&gt;Disney's Hollywood Studios&lt;/em&gt; attractions till 3:00 a.m.!&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/-gVbboXKDr1o/TzSWzHbVZkI/AAAAAAAAAzY/cEVmyTlzsWA/s1600/Tower_of_Terror_5_alt_web.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gVbboXKDr1o/TzSWzHbVZkI/AAAAAAAAAzY/cEVmyTlzsWA/s320/Tower_of_Terror_5_alt_web.jpg" width="320" /&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 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: left;"&gt;!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Right?! So I think I'm going to see if somehow I can work this event. I really think it would be so much fun. And &lt;em&gt;husband &lt;/em&gt;thinks it sounds pretty awsome too!!!! &lt;em&gt;﻿&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8986373194766053250-1481357904047296509?l=emilylarae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilylarae.blogspot.com/feeds/1481357904047296509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8986373194766053250&amp;postID=1481357904047296509&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986373194766053250/posts/default/1481357904047296509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986373194766053250/posts/default/1481357904047296509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilylarae.blogspot.com/2012/02/what-what.html' title='what the what?!'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12959061443331506234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PXcBF44hhrg/SvMRme8sUeI/AAAAAAAAARI/aGJUYMG0pMs/S220/Wedding+Day+045.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gVbboXKDr1o/TzSWzHbVZkI/AAAAAAAAAzY/cEVmyTlzsWA/s72-c/Tower_of_Terror_5_alt_web.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986373194766053250.post-5256976030458841744</id><published>2012-02-01T10:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-02-01T10:24:22.514-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crafts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='house'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fabric make my mouth water'/><title type='text'>a mini project</title><content type='html'>remember when I gave you a&lt;a href="http://emilylarae.blogspot.com/2011/12/my-christmas-house.html"&gt; tour&lt;/a&gt; of my house, and I mentioned that I got a new piano? well that piano came with a bench that had AWFUL fabric cover it. I'm talking gross. Faux leather that was old old old and discolored and had weird looking stains on it. &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/-wC-Y76XJJkg/TylzHwPGf7I/AAAAAAAAAyo/Ap9WIaTM4kU/s1600/IMG_0049.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wC-Y76XJJkg/TylzHwPGf7I/AAAAAAAAAyo/Ap9WIaTM4kU/s400/IMG_0049.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;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Cxe4-1rlWbE/TylzI5ycFAI/AAAAAAAAAyw/Hv6IOBP67b8/s1600/IMG_0050.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Cxe4-1rlWbE/TylzI5ycFAI/AAAAAAAAAyw/Hv6IOBP67b8/s400/IMG_0050.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;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bHkVltI7k3s/TylzKSEuiFI/AAAAAAAAAy4/Ydb9rDnJe1E/s1600/IMG_0051.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bHkVltI7k3s/TylzKSEuiFI/AAAAAAAAAy4/Ydb9rDnJe1E/s400/IMG_0051.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well I decided that just wouldn't do. i needed something new up in here. so i went off to the fabric store to see what i could find, and this PERFECT fabric was sitting out on the cut table. and it was fifty percent off! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;score.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i bought a yard of it and headed home. after rounding up the tools needed (scissors and a staple gun i borrowed from my father-in-law) i went to work!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, i'll be honest. my first re-upholstering job i had only completed about 45 minutes before this (pictures to come) , so i'm still not entirely sure i know what i'm doing... but I'm pretty darn pleased with how it turned out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see for yourself!&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/-3tCdBjIIBiw/Tyl0csGySyI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/7lbmR7Q4P-Y/s1600/IMG_0054.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3tCdBjIIBiw/Tyl0csGySyI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/7lbmR7Q4P-Y/s400/IMG_0054.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;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eFcW55iBhZo/Tyl0bMcngQI/AAAAAAAAAzI/bXZEBcfdHhs/s1600/IMG_0053.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eFcW55iBhZo/Tyl0bMcngQI/AAAAAAAAAzI/bXZEBcfdHhs/s400/IMG_0053.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;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-x6_g6S_ahlA/Tyl0ZapF16I/AAAAAAAAAzA/apSAzfJ9m9I/s1600/IMG_0052.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-x6_g6S_ahlA/Tyl0ZapF16I/AAAAAAAAAzA/apSAzfJ9m9I/s400/IMG_0052.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;much better, don't you think?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really love the style of fabric and it looks so nice in my front room! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so here's how much it cost:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fabric- $0 (i actually bought this for a different project... and was hoping i'd have enough left over but wasn't sure.)&lt;br /&gt;staple gun - $0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love me a free project!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8986373194766053250-5256976030458841744?l=emilylarae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilylarae.blogspot.com/feeds/5256976030458841744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8986373194766053250&amp;postID=5256976030458841744&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986373194766053250/posts/default/5256976030458841744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986373194766053250/posts/default/5256976030458841744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilylarae.blogspot.com/2012/02/mini-project.html' title='a mini project'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12959061443331506234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PXcBF44hhrg/SvMRme8sUeI/AAAAAAAAARI/aGJUYMG0pMs/S220/Wedding+Day+045.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wC-Y76XJJkg/TylzHwPGf7I/AAAAAAAAAyo/Ap9WIaTM4kU/s72-c/IMG_0049.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986373194766053250.post-1780829428618952166</id><published>2012-01-30T20:24:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-30T20:28:17.811-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='house'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fabric makes my mouth water'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home'/><title type='text'>A little sneak peak...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here's a little sneak peak of my laundry room... it is almost done! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-FbfwMIW62bk/Tyde8rjAiKI/AAAAAAAAAyg/SVuq2-J54K4/0130122019a.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-FbfwMIW62bk/Tyde8rjAiKI/AAAAAAAAAyg/SVuq2-J54K4/0130122019a.png" width="300" /&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 class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;(this picture doesn't do justice to the shade of yellow I got. I wanted it to look like the shade in this picture. however, what i ended up with is MUCH brighter. Think sunny delight...)&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: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;*picture from my phone﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8986373194766053250-1780829428618952166?l=emilylarae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilylarae.blogspot.com/feeds/1780829428618952166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8986373194766053250&amp;postID=1780829428618952166&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986373194766053250/posts/default/1780829428618952166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986373194766053250/posts/default/1780829428618952166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilylarae.blogspot.com/2012/01/little-sneak-peak.html' title='A little sneak peak...'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12959061443331506234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PXcBF44hhrg/SvMRme8sUeI/AAAAAAAAARI/aGJUYMG0pMs/S220/Wedding+Day+045.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/-FbfwMIW62bk/Tyde8rjAiKI/AAAAAAAAAyg/SVuq2-J54K4/s72-c/0130122019a.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986373194766053250.post-4024625481532236500</id><published>2012-01-30T18:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-30T18:12:39.250-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby'/><title type='text'>a curly haired boy and his curly haired mamma</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JqnCPMiibAo/Tyc-6E5ljXI/AAAAAAAAAxI/mIzAIPSj3WE/s1600/IMG_0036.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JqnCPMiibAo/Tyc-6E5ljXI/AAAAAAAAAxI/mIzAIPSj3WE/s400/IMG_0036.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;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LnbRJnoPKbo/Tyc-8_KgVrI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/txJO8PwAgzQ/s1600/IMG_0035.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LnbRJnoPKbo/Tyc-8_KgVrI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/txJO8PwAgzQ/s400/IMG_0035.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;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1JUNPOWSj20/Tyc--o_GEHI/AAAAAAAAAxY/eU3UEwDJbf8/s1600/IMG_0034.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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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;Oh how I love this curly haired boy :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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/8986373194766053250-4024625481532236500?l=emilylarae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilylarae.blogspot.com/feeds/4024625481532236500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8986373194766053250&amp;postID=4024625481532236500&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986373194766053250/posts/default/4024625481532236500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986373194766053250/posts/default/4024625481532236500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilylarae.blogspot.com/2012/01/curly-haired-boy-and-his-curly-haired.html' title='a curly haired boy and his curly haired mamma'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12959061443331506234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PXcBF44hhrg/SvMRme8sUeI/AAAAAAAAARI/aGJUYMG0pMs/S220/Wedding+Day+045.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JqnCPMiibAo/Tyc-6E5ljXI/AAAAAAAAAxI/mIzAIPSj3WE/s72-c/IMG_0036.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986373194766053250.post-557181138317807276</id><published>2012-01-26T20:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-26T20:29:22.194-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cF73bphKcNQ/TyIZTIXZPyI/AAAAAAAAAwA/uQCvw-R2rU4/s1600/IMG_0011.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cF73bphKcNQ/TyIZTIXZPyI/AAAAAAAAAwA/uQCvw-R2rU4/s400/IMG_0011.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;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j2cd8Sz4WnY/TyIZVqzxwLI/AAAAAAAAAwI/QoOAq9K0ntU/s1600/IMG_0032.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j2cd8Sz4WnY/TyIZVqzxwLI/AAAAAAAAAwI/QoOAq9K0ntU/s400/IMG_0032.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;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-n4U9cyEN5dQ/TyIZX-CAwFI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/nq80JkHsIho/s1600/IMG_0027.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-n4U9cyEN5dQ/TyIZX-CAwFI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/nq80JkHsIho/s400/IMG_0027.JPG" width="300" /&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 class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Darrell took Liam to the zoo with his sister and her kids. Apparently Liam loved the monkeys! I'm so sad I missed his first zoo trip. I guess we'll be heading back there soon!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8986373194766053250-557181138317807276?l=emilylarae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilylarae.blogspot.com/feeds/557181138317807276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8986373194766053250&amp;postID=557181138317807276&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986373194766053250/posts/default/557181138317807276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986373194766053250/posts/default/557181138317807276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilylarae.blogspot.com/2012/01/darrell-took-liam-to-zoo-with-his.html' title=''/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12959061443331506234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PXcBF44hhrg/SvMRme8sUeI/AAAAAAAAARI/aGJUYMG0pMs/S220/Wedding+Day+045.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cF73bphKcNQ/TyIZTIXZPyI/AAAAAAAAAwA/uQCvw-R2rU4/s72-c/IMG_0011.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986373194766053250.post-967383287390698384</id><published>2011-12-23T11:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-23T11:13:24.339-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='projects'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='house'/><title type='text'>I'm getting that feeling...</title><content type='html'>...that itching, I need to fix something in my house, feeling. Its coming on strong. I have this laundry room. I hate it. Its boring and drab and nothing special at all. And I have to do work in there. Blech. I have been a-looking all over for something to do to this terrible space. I have found it! My inspiration! Thanks so pinterest and different blogs, I now know what I'm going to do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-prPu1QAN348/TvTChymqUEI/AAAAAAAAAvg/UUztHj7E8ho/s1600/125467539588252259_Z77W6hdX_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-prPu1QAN348/TvTChymqUEI/AAAAAAAAAvg/UUztHj7E8ho/s640/125467539588252259_Z77W6hdX_b.jpg" width="296" /&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;This is my original &lt;a href="http://www.kevinandamanda.com/whatsnew/house-and-home/laundry-room-makeover.html"&gt;inspiration&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I pretty much have the same layout looking into the room. I already have cabinets over the washer and dryer and a shelf below them so a little different but essentially the same look. I'm planning on painting the cabintes and the shelf some shade of white.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&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/-piceukWuBfk/TvTC_kxDZ3I/AAAAAAAAAvs/pTjEJR8yJzA/s1600/257831147386667554_uqMQoo9a_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-piceukWuBfk/TvTC_kxDZ3I/AAAAAAAAAvs/pTjEJR8yJzA/s400/257831147386667554_uqMQoo9a_b.jpg" width="265" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I want a seating/storage/hanging area just like &lt;a href="http://ana-white.com/2009/11/plans-for-entry-storage-benchshelf_2314.html"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Opposite my washer and dryer is a wall about four feet long. I really want a bench storage right there as well as something to hang coats over it. I found this on pinterest and the great thing is, she shows you how to make it step by step! I love that! I went to Lowes and found the same thing but the top cost over a hundred dollars and so did the bottom. I priced out the lumber and for everything, it would be about 50 to make. Guess which route I'm going to take?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ti7mNmFzS8g/TvTEBosNl2I/AAAAAAAAAv4/qKSsTLoiPws/s1600/fr+makeover+-+25.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ti7mNmFzS8g/TvTEBosNl2I/AAAAAAAAAv4/qKSsTLoiPws/s400/fr+makeover+-+25.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I love love love &lt;a href="http://itsthelittlethingsthatmakeahouseahome.blogspot.com/2009/02/how-to-board-and-batten.html"&gt;this&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 class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Initially I was thinking that I would really love to do some beaded board around the laundry room. It's a small space so I could do it pretty inexpensively and I really love how it looks. Well I was bloghopping and stumbled onto a post about board and batten. I fell. in. love. I love it. And it looks soooooo doable. The wall space we are needing to cover in the laundry room is only about 16 feet. So small. I think I'm going to take the plunge! I just need to convince husband that it will be fun! (hahaha) I'll make sure to post pictures so y'all can see how it goes!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Wish me luck!﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8986373194766053250-967383287390698384?l=emilylarae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilylarae.blogspot.com/feeds/967383287390698384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8986373194766053250&amp;postID=967383287390698384&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986373194766053250/posts/default/967383287390698384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986373194766053250/posts/default/967383287390698384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilylarae.blogspot.com/2011/12/im-getting-that-feeling.html' title='I&apos;m getting that feeling...'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12959061443331506234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PXcBF44hhrg/SvMRme8sUeI/AAAAAAAAARI/aGJUYMG0pMs/S220/Wedding+Day+045.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-prPu1QAN348/TvTChymqUEI/AAAAAAAAAvg/UUztHj7E8ho/s72-c/125467539588252259_Z77W6hdX_b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986373194766053250.post-2931534145943770024</id><published>2011-12-21T10:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-21T10:51:51.210-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='house'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christmas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grandmas are the best'/><title type='text'>My Christmas House</title><content type='html'>I thought I would show off my little house today! I have it all decorated for Christmas and I'm very happy with it! I also realized, I haven't ever shown off my house so now that I'm done creating all my Christmas orders, I will clean and photograph everything!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, today is about the Christmas!&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/-heEMrFA3XDY/TvISMRw4DfI/AAAAAAAAAuU/i6Il55jDYWY/s1600/IMG_0003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-heEMrFA3XDY/TvISMRw4DfI/AAAAAAAAAuU/i6Il55jDYWY/s320/IMG_0003.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First up! this is over my stairs. My mom gave me the shelf and I've been trying to come up witha&amp;nbsp; cute way to decorate it when it isn't Christmas. So far, I haven't been very successful which is mainly because I'm too cheap to buy anything. Anyway, right now it has on it, starting at the left, a little wooden sign that says :"Rudolf with your noseso bright, won't you guide the sleigh tonight."I picked that up at a little party store that was going out of business. Then there are two metal trees (clearance, Joann) and those cute wooden&amp;nbsp; "JOY" blocks. The framed sign, I'm actually quite proud of. I bought the vinyl from some deal of the day site, and it says "Joy, hope, peace, believe, christmas." I looked everywhere for a cute frame to put it on. I was planning on just getting a picture frame and putting&amp;nbsp;a cute peice of paper behind the glass and then sticking the vinyl straight on the glass. I couldn't ever find one that I liked that I was willing to spend the money on. I mean really, I can't just spend 30 dollars on a frame that will be out for about a month once a year. So I was at Hobby Lobby and I finally decided to get one that was okay. It was still 10 dollars but I decided to just do it. I kept walking around and found myself in the wood crafts aisle. I saw this frame that had an 8 by 10 opening and a big wooden frame around it. I knew I had some Christmas paper at home so I decided to make my own. I'm really happy with how it turned out. It ended up being about 7 dollars because I had all the other supplies already. Now I have a completely original frame that I love!&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/-o0SmQz_DTbg/TvISO5O4dnI/AAAAAAAAAuc/sqjj7UZ8DHI/s1600/IMG_0004.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-o0SmQz_DTbg/TvISO5O4dnI/AAAAAAAAAuc/sqjj7UZ8DHI/s320/IMG_0004.JPG" width="240" /&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 class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;So this is just a shot of my stairwell. I was really excited to have a banister to put a garland on. And I could go all the way around it because we don't go downstairs!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bb2QZ9e_xJs/TvISSaANKsI/AAAAAAAAAuk/A83HxNER1kI/s1600/IMG_0006.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bb2QZ9e_xJs/TvISSaANKsI/AAAAAAAAAuk/A83HxNER1kI/s320/IMG_0006.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This little advent calander is hanging on the closet in my entry way. My dads mom gave it to me and I think it is just adorable. I think next year I'll try to find a better location for it though.&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/-0J8sRVpqvfQ/TvISVRu54ZI/AAAAAAAAAus/hAXiibpOq_o/s1600/IMG_0007.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0J8sRVpqvfQ/TvISVRu54ZI/AAAAAAAAAus/hAXiibpOq_o/s320/IMG_0007.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These stockings are also hanging in our entry way. Somebody gave them to us as a wedding gift (great idea!) and they have our names embroidered on them. We don't have one for Liam yet, I figure he won't care so I don't want to spend the money. &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/-Wc9nzjmMvbQ/TvISYexBLyI/AAAAAAAAAu0/TCu7kC17gGw/s1600/IMG_0008.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wc9nzjmMvbQ/TvISYexBLyI/AAAAAAAAAu0/TCu7kC17gGw/s320/IMG_0008.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is our Christmas tree. It looks just like it did last year, except this year there is a baby to pull the ornaments off!! I kind of love it though. I though about putting the ornaments up higher so he couldn't reach them but the tree is so darn short that if I did that, there would only be decorations in the top foot of the tree. For the most part he just ignores it though, he is more excited about walking everywhere.&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/-FgwEdatPUOM/TvISaHCVioI/AAAAAAAAAu8/UzAkCOwKThY/s1600/IMG_0009.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FgwEdatPUOM/TvISaHCVioI/AAAAAAAAAu8/UzAkCOwKThY/s320/IMG_0009.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now this is something I really love. I decided this year that I wanted to start collecting a Christmas village. I was going to buy one piece a year and seee where I got with it. Well I told my mom this and one night, while she was helping my grandma put out her nutcrackers, my grandma asked if she would like her village. My mom said no but she I would! So instead of my one little house, I started off my collection with six!!!! There is a train station, four houses and a church. I love it! I love that I have things that belonged to my grandma. &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/-JHx7X8Q3ins/TvIaUTB8DJI/AAAAAAAAAvE/hC7Y299ncL0/s1600/215_2293.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JHx7X8Q3ins/TvIaUTB8DJI/AAAAAAAAAvE/hC7Y299ncL0/s320/215_2293.JPG" width="320" /&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 align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Here is my mantle. This year I decided that one of the things I really really wanted to get was a nativity. I don't have one and, hello! Christmas is about Christ! So I found this Willow Tree nativity on a killer sale and had to have it. It isn't the full set, but the most important parts are there. I told &lt;em&gt;husband&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp;that he as welcome to give me the rest of the nativity as Christmas gifts in years to come. On here are a couple more things my grandma gave me. I have one of her many nutcrackers and then the figurine of Santa with the kids is a little music player. It spins and plays toyland. I think its super cute! There is another metal tree and the sign in the background says Joy to the world multiple times. The picure frame is another one that I made. I really wanted a frame to put Santa pictures in but, once again, couldn't justify spending 15 dollars on a holiday frame. This one cost me 3. The paper chain I made in activity days. I'm over the 8-9 year olds. They are so cute!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZYvMvKq-UAs/TvIaWLahFPI/AAAAAAAAAvM/yIWesRaWUoQ/s1600/215_2295.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZYvMvKq-UAs/TvIaWLahFPI/AAAAAAAAAvM/yIWesRaWUoQ/s320/215_2295.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&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/-jhzMT1sfq9E/TvIaX_CwtlI/AAAAAAAAAvU/A-IPcfKbdT4/s1600/215_2296.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jhzMT1sfq9E/TvIaX_CwtlI/AAAAAAAAAvU/A-IPcfKbdT4/s320/215_2296.JPG" width="320" /&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 class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;OHOHOHOHOHOHOH!!! I never posted a picture of this BUT I GOT A PIANO!!! I am so beyond thrilled. I went to Bonnie's recital at the piano store and I saw this little beauty on sale for a KILLER deal. I went home and consulted with &lt;em&gt;husband&lt;/em&gt; and after finding out that they would drop the price even lower, I bought it the next day!!!! I even got two students that pay for the darn things with their lessons. I'm so thrilled to have a piano in my home!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;The second picture is probably my favorite Christmas item I own. My mom has a this same tree and it plays silent night. It has always been my favorite decoration that she has. I remember being so excited to unpack it from the decorations every year and twisting it up an playing it over and over. Well when I was going through the things that my grandma gave me, I found it!! I have my very own Christmas tree!!!! I don't even have words to say how happy I am to have one of my own! I love it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Well, there you have it. My holiday house!!! I'm so excited to spend time with my little family and to see our even bigger families too! Merry Christmas everone!&lt;em&gt;﻿&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&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/8986373194766053250-2931534145943770024?l=emilylarae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilylarae.blogspot.com/feeds/2931534145943770024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8986373194766053250&amp;postID=2931534145943770024&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986373194766053250/posts/default/2931534145943770024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986373194766053250/posts/default/2931534145943770024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilylarae.blogspot.com/2011/12/my-christmas-house.html' title='My Christmas House'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12959061443331506234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PXcBF44hhrg/SvMRme8sUeI/AAAAAAAAARI/aGJUYMG0pMs/S220/Wedding+Day+045.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-heEMrFA3XDY/TvISMRw4DfI/AAAAAAAAAuU/i6Il55jDYWY/s72-c/IMG_0003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986373194766053250.post-633835742254029861</id><published>2011-12-08T09:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-08T09:54:31.386-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='house'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christmas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grandmas are the best'/><title type='text'>some bad and some good</title><content type='html'>i feel as if i should be freaking out right about now.... however, i'm cool as a cucumber. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;story time:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last thursday at about 6 in the morning, &lt;em&gt;baby boy&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;woke up (a little unusual, that kid can SLEEP!) and wanted a bottle. I went into the bathroom and turned on the hot and nothing. just luke warm water that was getting colder as the water kept running. so in my half awake state i trooped on into the kitchen and had the same thing happen. so i just heated the water in the microwave and took care of baby. as i was getting back into bed &lt;em&gt;husband's&lt;/em&gt; phone made the text sound and i looked and our renter downstairs said she had no hot water. fantastic. i'm thinking to myself "it can't be the water heater going out" because that isn't one of the things we know we have to fix. the furnace, the ac, the roof, the windows, the water softner... yes. not the water heater. well husband went down and checked a little later and water was leaking out of the heater all over. doom. so he had a sick day and we replaced the water heater. (luckily we somehow had the cash. what? blessings.) so life is good. we have hot water. today we wake up and i say to &lt;em&gt;husband, &lt;/em&gt;"its really chilly in here." so he looks at the thermostat... it says 61 degrees and our house is set to 68. problematic? yes. its FREEZING in here. its like 19 degrees outside.we need the heat. i'm seriously hoping that it just magically turns on here soon. i reaaaaalllly don't want to come up with the money for that sucker. but here is the funny thing. the idea of being responsible for taking care of a house makes me excited! i kinda like it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in other news: my grandma green gave me her ceramic snow village! my parents were helping her put out her nutcrackers for christmas and my mentioned to her that i was starting a collection of my own and she asked if i wanted it!!!!! i am so thrilled. i love it! its special to have something like that from her. also, growing up my favorite decoration that mom had was this christmas tree that spun in place playing the first noel. i loved it. i couldn't wait to get it out every christmas. guess what my grandma included in the snow village? yup! THE VERY SAME TREE!!! I am so excited to have a tree of my own!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8986373194766053250-633835742254029861?l=emilylarae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilylarae.blogspot.com/feeds/633835742254029861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8986373194766053250&amp;postID=633835742254029861&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986373194766053250/posts/default/633835742254029861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986373194766053250/posts/default/633835742254029861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilylarae.blogspot.com/2011/12/some-bad-and-some-good.html' title='some bad and some good'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12959061443331506234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PXcBF44hhrg/SvMRme8sUeI/AAAAAAAAARI/aGJUYMG0pMs/S220/Wedding+Day+045.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986373194766053250.post-2444261892241027655</id><published>2011-11-29T17:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-29T17:58:25.681-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='excited'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='goal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='running'/><title type='text'>oh.my.</title><content type='html'>I'm so excited! I just checked my race time from the 5k I ran on Thanksgiving and I was very pleasantly surprised to see this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table class="raceDetail"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr class="oddRow"&gt;&lt;td class="justCenter"&gt;135&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="justCenter"&gt;5388&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="justLeft"&gt;&lt;a href="http://milliseconds.com/participants/detail/806689042"&gt;Emily MALLOY&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="justLeft"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="justLeft"&gt;0&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="justCenter"&gt;00:40:04.3&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="justCenter"&gt;00:17:31.400&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="justCenter"&gt;12:55.6&amp;nbsp; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt; &lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I&amp;nbsp;finished 135th out of the 200 women in my age division, 1833 out of 3200 total people,&amp;nbsp;with a time&amp;nbsp;of forty minutes and four seconds. That is a whole 3 minutes faster than my&amp;nbsp;previous 5k!!!!! That is so huge&amp;nbsp;for me! I'm so excited! I'm going to keep running and hopefully be ready for a 10k when the next one rolls around. If I can just keep&amp;nbsp;up&amp;nbsp;my motivation throughout this freezing cold winter We're up against!!!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8986373194766053250-2444261892241027655?l=emilylarae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilylarae.blogspot.com/feeds/2444261892241027655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8986373194766053250&amp;postID=2444261892241027655&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986373194766053250/posts/default/2444261892241027655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986373194766053250/posts/default/2444261892241027655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilylarae.blogspot.com/2011/11/ohmy.html' title='oh.my.'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12959061443331506234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PXcBF44hhrg/SvMRme8sUeI/AAAAAAAAARI/aGJUYMG0pMs/S220/Wedding+Day+045.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986373194766053250.post-6567423542368359752</id><published>2011-11-19T08:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T08:29:30.059-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='things i love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby'/><title type='text'>A Birthday Boy!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Can you even believe that it has been one whole year since I had &lt;em&gt;little boy?&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I can't.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I can't even imagine what life would be like without him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He is the best thing that has ever happened to me, (sorry love, you're pretty great too... but you've got some competition is all...)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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/-A_WAIWaRCI0/TsfLFxNxDhI/AAAAAAAAAuM/4BKl7-YZjz8/s1600/215_2276.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-A_WAIWaRCI0/TsfLFxNxDhI/AAAAAAAAAuM/4BKl7-YZjz8/s320/215_2276.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Nf_aI3hC54I/TsfLEj1iaiI/AAAAAAAAAuE/K3hO6wTNWps/s1600/215_2274.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WCBzj1KFoC8/TsfK2S4aaaI/AAAAAAAAAtk/axdQnuBt0Ko/s320/215_2150.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3prusf10hBE/TsfK9JUdigI/AAAAAAAAAts/oaNAZZgdsDc/s1600/215_2251.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3prusf10hBE/TsfK9JUdigI/AAAAAAAAAts/oaNAZZgdsDc/s320/215_2251.JPG" width="320" /&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 class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Happy Birthday angel baby! I love you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;﻿&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8986373194766053250-6567423542368359752?l=emilylarae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilylarae.blogspot.com/feeds/6567423542368359752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8986373194766053250&amp;postID=6567423542368359752&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986373194766053250/posts/default/6567423542368359752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986373194766053250/posts/default/6567423542368359752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilylarae.blogspot.com/2011/11/birthday-boy.html' title='A Birthday Boy!!!'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12959061443331506234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PXcBF44hhrg/SvMRme8sUeI/AAAAAAAAARI/aGJUYMG0pMs/S220/Wedding+Day+045.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-A_WAIWaRCI0/TsfLFxNxDhI/AAAAAAAAAuM/4BKl7-YZjz8/s72-c/215_2276.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986373194766053250.post-1011148645275922509</id><published>2011-11-17T09:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-17T09:34:16.559-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cute'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='things i love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='picures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i love etsy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby'/><title type='text'>suspiciously quiet...</title><content type='html'>You know how people always say that they know their kids are up to no good when they can't hear them any more? Well... I don't really have that problem yet but today I had &lt;em&gt;little man&lt;/em&gt; on the ground crawling around in my craft room. He had been crying to try to get me to pick him up but suddenly he stopped and started making these little noises with his mout shut. It hit me: I dropped some m&amp;amp;m's on the ground yesterday! I look down to pick them up and they are gond. I look over to baby and he has chocolate dripping down his face. Ah. That kid. Makes me smile. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TCx0CVv5hzU/TsU2bl5ayII/AAAAAAAAAtM/gUE1vgKb6ck/s1600/215_2268.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TCx0CVv5hzU/TsU2bl5ayII/AAAAAAAAAtM/gUE1vgKb6ck/s320/215_2268.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;"I see you!"&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fbHk2dwrtYs/TsU2YHIHe_I/AAAAAAAAAs8/1rdeEcYbbYI/s1600/215_2266.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fbHk2dwrtYs/TsU2YHIHe_I/AAAAAAAAAs8/1rdeEcYbbYI/s320/215_2266.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xw05LS74rwM/TsU2Zq-wqfI/AAAAAAAAAtE/5YQ2mVSO_hU/s1600/215_2267.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xw05LS74rwM/TsU2Zq-wqfI/AAAAAAAAAtE/5YQ2mVSO_hU/s320/215_2267.JPG" width="240" /&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 class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Oh that smile! He has just recently started wrinkling his nose when he smiles and I LOVE IT!! Anyway, maybe you can see the chocolate smears running down his face. I can't even imagine my life with out this little boy. What a blessing he is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;*sorry they are so blurry, my camera isn't very good and, well, babies don't sit still...﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8986373194766053250-1011148645275922509?l=emilylarae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilylarae.blogspot.com/feeds/1011148645275922509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8986373194766053250&amp;postID=1011148645275922509&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986373194766053250/posts/default/1011148645275922509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986373194766053250/posts/default/1011148645275922509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilylarae.blogspot.com/2011/11/suspiciously-quiet.html' title='suspiciously quiet...'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12959061443331506234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PXcBF44hhrg/SvMRme8sUeI/AAAAAAAAARI/aGJUYMG0pMs/S220/Wedding+Day+045.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TCx0CVv5hzU/TsU2bl5ayII/AAAAAAAAAtM/gUE1vgKb6ck/s72-c/215_2268.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986373194766053250.post-8106569117872726739</id><published>2011-11-01T14:25:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-01T14:25:49.809-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quilt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crafts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sewing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fabric make my mouth water'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fall'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='that thing i do'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby'/><title type='text'>Don't you just love fall?</title><content type='html'>I do. I love the crispness in the air. The leaves changing colors. The smell. The smell that takes me back to elementary school days, knowing that winter was coming and SNOW. Crunching through leaves to go trick-or-treating. The traces of snow on the mountains, snow that hasn't yet made it to the valley floor. The beautiful colors of the leaves on the trees. I love it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, this post isn't really supposed to be about fall. Nope. I wanted to show off another project that I have recently finished. Back when Liam was brand new, I stumbled on the perfect boy fabric to make him a quilt. And then I found the perfect pattern for a boy quilt. Of course, switch up the fabric and it would be an equally adorable little girl quilt. Anywho, I grand plans to make if for him quickly but then things happened, and we moved, and I started this little business online that took off way faster than I ever thought it would and that kept me pretty busy. But I was looking through my collection of quilt tops that I have finished that I need to finish completely and I found his! I decided it was time and I went on the search for a back for the quilt. A handful of quilt shops later I had my fabric and I went for it. I quilted it on my little machine at my mom's house and did up the binding while watching some tv. I think I'll give it to the baby for his birthday this month. (WHAT?! He is NOT turning one this month... ) I'm&amp;nbsp;pretty pleased with how it turned out. And I finally learned how to connect the loose ends of my binding correctly and it almost turned out right... practice makes perfect. I think I'll start a little tradition. Blankets from mom at the 1st birthday... and who knows when else. Well here it is...&lt;br /&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://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VEyW2DU0yuE/TrBUlBu2M_I/AAAAAAAAAsU/HyLGZDKmSGk/s1600/215_2214.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VEyW2DU0yuE/TrBUlBu2M_I/AAAAAAAAAsU/HyLGZDKmSGk/s640/215_2214.JPG" width="640" /&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 class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I love the chevron print and I love the orange and blue combo. So perfect for a little boy! And of course, I had to take a couple of pictures of the little rugrat climbing around in the grass:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&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/-tHu0PKoa-Iw/TrBVZteVVaI/AAAAAAAAAsc/RzLN9tWHA3A/s1600/215_2215.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tHu0PKoa-Iw/TrBVZteVVaI/AAAAAAAAAsc/RzLN9tWHA3A/s400/215_2215.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;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LIyehen3AlE/TrBVcwoV0PI/AAAAAAAAAsk/ZKZKWXsbnfk/s1600/215_2216.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LIyehen3AlE/TrBVcwoV0PI/AAAAAAAAAsk/ZKZKWXsbnfk/s400/215_2216.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;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nRvpC_G7VVo/TrBVe5iqmzI/AAAAAAAAAss/nYE0ImAGZcs/s1600/215_2219.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nRvpC_G7VVo/TrBVe5iqmzI/AAAAAAAAAss/nYE0ImAGZcs/s320/215_2219.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-akccNQxwb_Y/TrBVgjmRDKI/AAAAAAAAAs0/_xUl_OhnWpM/s1600/215_2220.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-akccNQxwb_Y/TrBVgjmRDKI/AAAAAAAAAs0/_xUl_OhnWpM/s400/215_2220.JPG" width="400" /&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 class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I think he likes it... :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8986373194766053250-8106569117872726739?l=emilylarae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilylarae.blogspot.com/feeds/8106569117872726739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8986373194766053250&amp;postID=8106569117872726739&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986373194766053250/posts/default/8106569117872726739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986373194766053250/posts/default/8106569117872726739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilylarae.blogspot.com/2011/11/dont-you-just-love-fall.html' title='Don&apos;t you just love fall?'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12959061443331506234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PXcBF44hhrg/SvMRme8sUeI/AAAAAAAAARI/aGJUYMG0pMs/S220/Wedding+Day+045.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VEyW2DU0yuE/TrBUlBu2M_I/AAAAAAAAAsU/HyLGZDKmSGk/s72-c/215_2214.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986373194766053250.post-8247734799922423406</id><published>2011-10-29T15:19:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-10-29T15:19:01.102-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crafts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fall'/><title type='text'>gettin' my crafty on with a trench coat refashion</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BIT0cM9NC3A/TqxqZUj8ziI/AAAAAAAAAr8/1HTE7NQAxhE/s1600/215_2211.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BIT0cM9NC3A/TqxqZUj8ziI/AAAAAAAAAr8/1HTE7NQAxhE/s400/215_2211.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;I saw&lt;a href="http://grosgrainfabulous.blogspot.com/2010/09/thrift-store-thursday-bittersweet.html"&gt; this&lt;/a&gt; post and decided that I really wanted to get a new coat but I'm too cheap to pay 50 plus dollars on it. I've really been loving the ruffles and lace that has been taking over the fashion world and so I thought it was the perfect time to try this out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I would have taken a "before" picture but by the time I remembered I had already taken the scissors to it. Anyhow, picture mid calf, (on my 5'10" self... loooong coat) ripped lining and pathetic buttoned monstrosity. It fit cute though, a little fitted and cute cuffs on the sleeves. With a price tag of $12 how could I say no? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to the store and grabbed some new buttons and went home. First I tried repairing the lining but it was too far gone and I really didn't want to try and replace it so I decided to just go without and ripped it all out. Next I decided how long I wanted it. I decided I like jackets that go right below my hip so I cut it about two inches longer than I wanted the finished length. Then I took the extra fabric I had just cut off and cut myself a strip of fabric about 4 inches wide along the finished edge. That became my ruffle. I pinned it and sewed it a couple of times along the stitch line that was already there. Add a few buttons, finish the bottom and voila!!! I got myself a new coat that I think is pretty darn cute for less than twenty dollars and maybe two hours!&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/-F0oASdaa7S0/TqxqbRmdTRI/AAAAAAAAAsE/Df057JfqkPU/s1600/215_2212.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-F0oASdaa7S0/TqxqbRmdTRI/AAAAAAAAAsE/Df057JfqkPU/s400/215_2212.JPG" width="300" /&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/-S4V0bpZAq4Q/Tqxqdb4LZbI/AAAAAAAAAsM/pLRQ8ds8Gk0/s1600/215_2213.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-S4V0bpZAq4Q/Tqxqdb4LZbI/AAAAAAAAAsM/pLRQ8ds8Gk0/s400/215_2213.JPG" width="400" /&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 align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I'm absolutely loving it!!! A new coat for the new season!﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8986373194766053250-8247734799922423406?l=emilylarae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilylarae.blogspot.com/feeds/8247734799922423406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8986373194766053250&amp;postID=8247734799922423406&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986373194766053250/posts/default/8247734799922423406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986373194766053250/posts/default/8247734799922423406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilylarae.blogspot.com/2011/10/gettin-my-crafty-on-with-trench-coat.html' title='gettin&apos; my crafty on with a trench coat refashion'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12959061443331506234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PXcBF44hhrg/SvMRme8sUeI/AAAAAAAAARI/aGJUYMG0pMs/S220/Wedding+Day+045.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BIT0cM9NC3A/TqxqZUj8ziI/AAAAAAAAAr8/1HTE7NQAxhE/s72-c/215_2211.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986373194766053250.post-2646910502863307554</id><published>2011-10-22T13:13:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-10-22T13:13:32.220-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='frustrated'/><title type='text'>frustration</title><content type='html'>I try really hard to look on the bright side of things. Obviously, I get down sometimes...but then again, who doesn't? The one thing I can't find the bright side of , ever, is when I am completely, 100% looked over. And I wish I could be more specific, but I can't.&amp;nbsp;And it happens every time. Every single time. I'm done. I'm done trying to fit in. Done stressing about it. Trying to please, be accepted and included. It's me or them and it will be me. I'm not going to lose myself wondering what I've done wrong. I'm done. My happiness is not contingent on their acceptance of me. I am of worth. I am a fun person. Heck, I would be my friend :) So here it is. My stand. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I &lt;/strong&gt;am in control of&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;my&lt;/strong&gt; happiness,&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;my&lt;/strong&gt; fun and&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;my&lt;/strong&gt; joy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8986373194766053250-2646910502863307554?l=emilylarae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilylarae.blogspot.com/feeds/2646910502863307554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8986373194766053250&amp;postID=2646910502863307554&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986373194766053250/posts/default/2646910502863307554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986373194766053250/posts/default/2646910502863307554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilylarae.blogspot.com/2011/10/frustration.html' title='frustration'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12959061443331506234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PXcBF44hhrg/SvMRme8sUeI/AAAAAAAAARI/aGJUYMG0pMs/S220/Wedding+Day+045.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986373194766053250.post-820676045771884747</id><published>2011-10-18T11:38:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-10-18T11:38:37.733-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bucket list'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='goal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='running'/><title type='text'>running</title><content type='html'>i'm running. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i look silly i'm sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have like zero endurance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;those blasted hills SURROUND my house.&lt;br /&gt;(iblamethemfortheenduranceproblem)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm running a 5k in November.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm running a 10k any time after mid-December&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm running a half marathon in April.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm running and i'm going to get stronger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and faster&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and feel better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm&amp;nbsp;running until i can run a marathon.&lt;br /&gt;(can we say bucket list?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm running.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8986373194766053250-820676045771884747?l=emilylarae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilylarae.blogspot.com/feeds/820676045771884747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8986373194766053250&amp;postID=820676045771884747&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986373194766053250/posts/default/820676045771884747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986373194766053250/posts/default/820676045771884747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilylarae.blogspot.com/2011/10/running.html' title='running'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12959061443331506234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PXcBF44hhrg/SvMRme8sUeI/AAAAAAAAARI/aGJUYMG0pMs/S220/Wedding+Day+045.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986373194766053250.post-2407245265346063966</id><published>2011-10-04T10:18:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-10-04T10:18:47.141-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>a higher education</title><content type='html'>yup. &lt;em&gt;husband &lt;/em&gt;and i have made the leap and are officially graduate students!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last month we had... some struggles. husband found a job and then lost it quickly after leaving us without one. well, after many interviews and lots of stress husband found another job. turns out the benefits of this one far outweighed those of the previous job and the company would pay for husband to get a masters degree. 100%. and so last monday we went to the campus and found out the with my gpa (and subsequently a SCHOLARSHIP!)&amp;nbsp;and the discount i would get because of &lt;em&gt;husband&lt;/em&gt; i could get a masters degree too and it would cost a couple thousand dollars a year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well we both signed up and we start this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am so thrilled. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hopefully i'll still feel that way in a couple weeks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALSO:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can i tell you how nice it is to get a paycheck? We can pay our bills. I love paying bills. I'm not even being sarcastic. I love paying them and not owing any money to anybody. At least until the next month starts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8986373194766053250-2407245265346063966?l=emilylarae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilylarae.blogspot.com/feeds/2407245265346063966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8986373194766053250&amp;postID=2407245265346063966&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986373194766053250/posts/default/2407245265346063966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986373194766053250/posts/default/2407245265346063966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilylarae.blogspot.com/2011/10/higher-education.html' title='a higher education'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12959061443331506234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PXcBF44hhrg/SvMRme8sUeI/AAAAAAAAARI/aGJUYMG0pMs/S220/Wedding+Day+045.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986373194766053250.post-894853914821585172</id><published>2011-09-20T11:04:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-20T11:04:29.116-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crafts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby'/><title type='text'>i swear... crafting is not all i do...</title><content type='html'>﻿&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eoUoEY2LNR4/TnjGAeEmglI/AAAAAAAAAr0/0vRdEi3vrgI/s1600/215_2174.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eoUoEY2LNR4/TnjGAeEmglI/AAAAAAAAAr0/0vRdEi3vrgI/s320/215_2174.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;exhibit a: baby making mess and showing mommy how good he is at it.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;I also&amp;nbsp;chase around little boy. Clean up his messes. Give and get LOTS of slobbery baby kisses. Sew sew sew. Go the post office waaaay too much. Peruse the DI frequently (broke my heart, i found a very sick baby grand that i so so so wanted...) Surf my fav blogs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE a good craft. In fact, I have a list on my magnetic board from the FAM REUNION called Craft Count. One by one I'm crossing them off... but the list is getting longer faster than its getting shorter.... hmm anywho, here is a little crafty I did. I saw it online somewhere... probably pintrest... but I'm a fan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a framed coat hook!!! WHAT?! Yeah. Its rad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it was EASY. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First: Get some classy frames from the thrift store. Wash 'em up.&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/-8LgAdjut9ZU/TnjE6sK2BDI/AAAAAAAAArg/I3wkHqPidvI/s1600/215_2165.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8LgAdjut9ZU/TnjE6sK2BDI/AAAAAAAAArg/I3wkHqPidvI/s320/215_2165.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Next: Pick out a color of spray paint you like and get to work! I sprayed three coats on my frames...&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/-f21X71Wqw54/TnjFyam2RpI/AAAAAAAAArk/qHmyvLZVEH4/s1600/215_2166.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-f21X71Wqw54/TnjFyam2RpI/AAAAAAAAArk/qHmyvLZVEH4/s320/215_2166.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next: HANG EM! (I sprayed my hooks to match... just for good measure...)&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/-BGMMQuBnykc/TnjF1tQkDBI/AAAAAAAAAro/BLDdprilpuE/s1600/215_2167.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BGMMQuBnykc/TnjF1tQkDBI/AAAAAAAAAro/BLDdprilpuE/s320/215_2167.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FCGZ8F170f4/TnjF4cbUwII/AAAAAAAAArs/2WC-cJeVvrg/s1600/215_2169.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FCGZ8F170f4/TnjF4cbUwII/AAAAAAAAArs/2WC-cJeVvrg/s320/215_2169.JPG" width="240" /&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://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nFyqCLiPyGY/TnjF-2obJoI/AAAAAAAAArw/-UEvpnzz6_0/s1600/215_2172.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nFyqCLiPyGY/TnjF-2obJoI/AAAAAAAAArw/-UEvpnzz6_0/s320/215_2172.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;And there you have it. Oh. and don't mind my AWESOME photog skills.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And little boy has just learned how to fit into tight spaces. Isn't he clever? Now... let's wait for him to learn how to get back out of them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NYf1SJ0RJRs/TnjGFJPdt_I/AAAAAAAAAr4/iSzXnen_VFQ/s1600/215_2175.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NYf1SJ0RJRs/TnjGFJPdt_I/AAAAAAAAAr4/iSzXnen_VFQ/s320/215_2175.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;please note the distressed look of a baby who doesn't know how to get out&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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/8986373194766053250-894853914821585172?l=emilylarae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilylarae.blogspot.com/feeds/894853914821585172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8986373194766053250&amp;postID=894853914821585172&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986373194766053250/posts/default/894853914821585172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986373194766053250/posts/default/894853914821585172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilylarae.blogspot.com/2011/09/i-swear-crafting-is-not-all-i-do.html' title='i swear... crafting is not all i do...'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12959061443331506234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PXcBF44hhrg/SvMRme8sUeI/AAAAAAAAARI/aGJUYMG0pMs/S220/Wedding+Day+045.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eoUoEY2LNR4/TnjGAeEmglI/AAAAAAAAAr0/0vRdEi3vrgI/s72-c/215_2174.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986373194766053250.post-2418611234933173587</id><published>2011-09-16T10:45:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-16T10:45:17.559-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Proud to be.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mlUr2U9iRgY/TnN8osLnO9I/AAAAAAAAArQ/Nu1cXGp7zBs/s1600/215_2127.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mlUr2U9iRgY/TnN8osLnO9I/AAAAAAAAArQ/Nu1cXGp7zBs/s400/215_2127.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;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rW-TRJhDAiE/TnN8qFmTVmI/AAAAAAAAArU/X-zXzBRANhc/s1600/215_2128.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rW-TRJhDAiE/TnN8qFmTVmI/AAAAAAAAArU/X-zXzBRANhc/s400/215_2128.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v62GPkKjogM/TnN8rNIlSDI/AAAAAAAAArY/1XRJpGkoRmo/s1600/215_2129.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v62GPkKjogM/TnN8rNIlSDI/AAAAAAAAArY/1XRJpGkoRmo/s400/215_2129.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;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AQ7ASj5W44g/TnN8sJVHU4I/AAAAAAAAArc/pLk0eUUN9ww/s1600/215_2130.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AQ7ASj5W44g/TnN8sJVHU4I/AAAAAAAAArc/pLk0eUUN9ww/s400/215_2130.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was driving last week, all alone. It was a rare occurance. I decided to run into a store and on my way back to the road, I saw this. The field of healing. Because I suddenly found myself alone, I seized the opportunity and snapped a few pictures. I'm proud to be an American.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8986373194766053250-2418611234933173587?l=emilylarae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilylarae.blogspot.com/feeds/2418611234933173587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8986373194766053250&amp;postID=2418611234933173587&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986373194766053250/posts/default/2418611234933173587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986373194766053250/posts/default/2418611234933173587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilylarae.blogspot.com/2011/09/proud-to-be.html' title='Proud to be.'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12959061443331506234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PXcBF44hhrg/SvMRme8sUeI/AAAAAAAAARI/aGJUYMG0pMs/S220/Wedding+Day+045.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mlUr2U9iRgY/TnN8osLnO9I/AAAAAAAAArQ/Nu1cXGp7zBs/s72-c/215_2127.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986373194766053250.post-7947539014024414937</id><published>2011-09-14T12:26:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-14T12:26:28.585-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cute'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='things i love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby'/><title type='text'>We like to call him "trouble"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZiT5gveNMdc/TnDw0zNVVjI/AAAAAAAAAq0/crYluC5JB0M/s400/215_2113.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;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mhR_y-UHbuE/TnDw45EmwQI/AAAAAAAAAq4/iTbirzIcWfs/s1600/215_2115.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mhR_y-UHbuE/TnDw45EmwQI/AAAAAAAAAq4/iTbirzIcWfs/s400/215_2115.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5diPcwC1B94/TnDw7D-CNhI/AAAAAAAAAq8/N7XWVGI1Hng/s1600/215_2122.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5diPcwC1B94/TnDw7D-CNhI/AAAAAAAAAq8/N7XWVGI1Hng/s400/215_2122.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Glass windows... endless fun!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mUIJjU3-Vd8/TnDxDDTnlRI/AAAAAAAAArA/RHqbvZBB8co/s1600/215_2134.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mUIJjU3-Vd8/TnDxDDTnlRI/AAAAAAAAArA/RHqbvZBB8co/s400/215_2134.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;daily dose of veggies...&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lSbhT1n2HbM/TnDxFBYxsJI/AAAAAAAAArE/HGl8eUV4fFA/s1600/215_2151.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lSbhT1n2HbM/TnDxFBYxsJI/AAAAAAAAArE/HGl8eUV4fFA/s400/215_2151.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AHB-J-dTAEE/TnDxG4tt63I/AAAAAAAAArI/FJX30SpUEM0/s1600/215_2153.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AHB-J-dTAEE/TnDxG4tt63I/AAAAAAAAArI/FJX30SpUEM0/s400/215_2153.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;a cupboard just my size!!!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JlbdRqDmsT4/TnDxJ-bm85I/AAAAAAAAArM/q2VE7i9uNd4/s1600/215_2156.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JlbdRqDmsT4/TnDxJ-bm85I/AAAAAAAAArM/q2VE7i9uNd4/s400/215_2156.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;please note the tipped over garbage can, the missing books and the precariously balanced baby... i'm a good mom!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh how we love this little boy that is ours!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8986373194766053250-7947539014024414937?l=emilylarae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilylarae.blogspot.com/feeds/7947539014024414937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8986373194766053250&amp;postID=7947539014024414937&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986373194766053250/posts/default/7947539014024414937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986373194766053250/posts/default/7947539014024414937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilylarae.blogspot.com/2011/09/we-like-to-call-him-trouble.html' title='We like to call him &quot;trouble&quot;'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12959061443331506234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PXcBF44hhrg/SvMRme8sUeI/AAAAAAAAARI/aGJUYMG0pMs/S220/Wedding+Day+045.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yag2qYDcPh8/TnDwvFMJkVI/AAAAAAAAAqs/zFsSlLeXzD0/s72-c/215_2112.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986373194766053250.post-6106514565145574590</id><published>2011-09-13T10:39:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-13T10:39:30.660-06:00</updated><title type='text'>books books books</title><content type='html'>I found this book at the grocery store the other day. It was in the clearance bin so I decided to get it. After all, I've read other books by this author and I liked them and who can pass up a cheap book? I go to check out and the book was on an even bigger sale than I originally thought so it only cost me ONE DOLLAR!!! STEAL! I'd probably pay that much in library fines anyway! I've only read a little bit of it so far but its pretty good!&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/-ayVLagaKDSo/Tm-G3k7Pl8I/AAAAAAAAAqo/LEm3TKbsc_Q/s1600/callalily209x313.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ayVLagaKDSo/Tm-G3k7Pl8I/AAAAAAAAAqo/LEm3TKbsc_Q/s1600/callalily209x313.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/8986373194766053250-6106514565145574590?l=emilylarae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilylarae.blogspot.com/feeds/6106514565145574590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8986373194766053250&amp;postID=6106514565145574590&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986373194766053250/posts/default/6106514565145574590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986373194766053250/posts/default/6106514565145574590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilylarae.blogspot.com/2011/09/books-books-books.html' title='books books books'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12959061443331506234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PXcBF44hhrg/SvMRme8sUeI/AAAAAAAAARI/aGJUYMG0pMs/S220/Wedding+Day+045.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ayVLagaKDSo/Tm-G3k7Pl8I/AAAAAAAAAqo/LEm3TKbsc_Q/s72-c/callalily209x313.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986373194766053250.post-8643657020838588591</id><published>2011-09-13T09:31:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-13T09:31:34.406-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='him'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby'/><title type='text'>FIRST DAY!!!</title><content type='html'>The day has arrived! I have been scared to say anything because it might be jinxed. Or it might be too good to be true... Or I don't know what might happen, but if I say something it just might not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is here. The background check has cleared, the tax form filled and the insurance options... almost picked. DARRELL HAS A JOB!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember back when I had a *bad* day? Well, it was followed by a few terrible days, some stressful ones but quite a bit of fun too. And we managed to go to nearly 10 job interviews between the two of us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now Darrell has a job at Verizon Wireless! I'm thrilled :D I'm ecstatic! And just for good measure I took a first day of work picture and guess what? &lt;em&gt;Baby boy &lt;/em&gt;looks pretty excited 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/-34WLnYFIyNw/Tm93DRdc4uI/AAAAAAAAAqg/vQHtWwsGb_U/s1600/215_2161.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-34WLnYFIyNw/Tm93DRdc4uI/AAAAAAAAAqg/vQHtWwsGb_U/s320/215_2161.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EA0025o1UQA/Tm93F6nAZnI/AAAAAAAAAqk/9fcBWD1wr5o/s1600/215_2162.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EA0025o1UQA/Tm93F6nAZnI/AAAAAAAAAqk/9fcBWD1wr5o/s320/215_2162.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sorry, they are kinda crummy... we were in a hurry...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;GO GET 'EM D!!!!!﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8986373194766053250-8643657020838588591?l=emilylarae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilylarae.blogspot.com/feeds/8643657020838588591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8986373194766053250&amp;postID=8643657020838588591&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986373194766053250/posts/default/8643657020838588591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986373194766053250/posts/default/8643657020838588591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilylarae.blogspot.com/2011/09/first-day.html' title='FIRST DAY!!!'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12959061443331506234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PXcBF44hhrg/SvMRme8sUeI/AAAAAAAAARI/aGJUYMG0pMs/S220/Wedding+Day+045.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-34WLnYFIyNw/Tm93DRdc4uI/AAAAAAAAAqg/vQHtWwsGb_U/s72-c/215_2161.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986373194766053250.post-1479929765826544166</id><published>2011-09-08T10:10:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-08T10:10:19.661-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crafts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gift ideas'/><title type='text'>birthday</title><content type='html'>i love to give people gifts. it makes me happy. so when i see something that i can make a person that i know they will love, its even better! i saw this idea over on a &lt;a href="http://sweet-verbena.blogspot.com/"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt; i like to stalk... often... and i made a shirt for bonnie! i'm giving it to her tonight and i hope she loves it! the best part? i had all the materials except a t-shirt (target... 8 bucks...) so it was inexpensive &lt;em&gt;and &lt;/em&gt;handmade!!!&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/-Cj0zvhFfpSY/TmjooFMCVQI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/In5taEmSFp4/s1600/215_2145.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Cj0zvhFfpSY/TmjooFMCVQI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/In5taEmSFp4/s640/215_2145.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-k1Zl68vioT0/TmjoqJZ22aI/AAAAAAAAAqU/BB2eBAqinLU/s1600/215_2146.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-k1Zl68vioT0/TmjoqJZ22aI/AAAAAAAAAqU/BB2eBAqinLU/s640/215_2146.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i decided to use a contrasting thread and i really like the way it turned out! so easy and cute i might just make one for myself!!! i hope she loves it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8986373194766053250-1479929765826544166?l=emilylarae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilylarae.blogspot.com/feeds/1479929765826544166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8986373194766053250&amp;postID=1479929765826544166&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986373194766053250/posts/default/1479929765826544166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986373194766053250/posts/default/1479929765826544166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilylarae.blogspot.com/2011/09/birthday.html' title='birthday'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12959061443331506234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PXcBF44hhrg/SvMRme8sUeI/AAAAAAAAARI/aGJUYMG0pMs/S220/Wedding+Day+045.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Cj0zvhFfpSY/TmjooFMCVQI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/In5taEmSFp4/s72-c/215_2145.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986373194766053250.post-1971785174065411694</id><published>2011-09-07T12:14:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-07T12:14:37.198-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='things i love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fabric make my mouth water'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='that thing i do'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christmas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grandmas are the best'/><title type='text'>a little christmas... and the baby too</title><content type='html'>so I've been workin on a quilt. I think it is pretty great. some of the blocks have been a little tedious... and some have made me downright angry... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today I finished them all! and I'm going to be sewing them together shortly, but of course, I had to take a picture first!&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/-OvYX_R4m5-k/TmezxtloF4I/AAAAAAAAAp4/Y6hkwoA9cBg/s1600/215_2109.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OvYX_R4m5-k/TmezxtloF4I/AAAAAAAAAp4/Y6hkwoA9cBg/s320/215_2109.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&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/-L74BWbzBnF8/Tmez0U3oY9I/AAAAAAAAAp8/A2Etixb5tSA/s1600/215_2110.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L74BWbzBnF8/Tmez0U3oY9I/AAAAAAAAAp8/A2Etixb5tSA/s320/215_2110.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PeLXo77kNRQ/Tmez1hlU8ZI/AAAAAAAAAqA/0t5qigyMoMQ/s1600/215_2108.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PeLXo77kNRQ/Tmez1hlU8ZI/AAAAAAAAAqA/0t5qigyMoMQ/s320/215_2108.JPG" width="320" /&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 align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I'm so excited to put this on my couch this christmas season! I love the way its turning out! Now lets see if I can get it done before christmas comes HA. I just don't know how I'm going to quilt it yet....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Oh and when I plugged in my camera I found these little pics:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eW0dXkg6HWQ/Tme0Pf6I86I/AAAAAAAAAqE/q7uiQElzB-I/s1600/215_2107.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eW0dXkg6HWQ/Tme0Pf6I86I/AAAAAAAAAqE/q7uiQElzB-I/s320/215_2107.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bSNaoLtloys/Tme0Tkg2WLI/AAAAAAAAAqI/AnuSGXQx2ig/s1600/215_2106.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bSNaoLtloys/Tme0Tkg2WLI/AAAAAAAAAqI/AnuSGXQx2ig/s320/215_2106.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZhaV5HxFhZs/Tme0WuWz4WI/AAAAAAAAAqM/0dWHtcmSoLk/s1600/215_2078.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZhaV5HxFhZs/Tme0WuWz4WI/AAAAAAAAAqM/0dWHtcmSoLk/s320/215_2078.JPG" width="320" /&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 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;How could I not post them?!﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8986373194766053250-1971785174065411694?l=emilylarae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilylarae.blogspot.com/feeds/1971785174065411694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8986373194766053250&amp;postID=1971785174065411694&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986373194766053250/posts/default/1971785174065411694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986373194766053250/posts/default/1971785174065411694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilylarae.blogspot.com/2011/09/little-christmas-and-baby-too.html' title='a little christmas... and the baby too'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12959061443331506234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PXcBF44hhrg/SvMRme8sUeI/AAAAAAAAARI/aGJUYMG0pMs/S220/Wedding+Day+045.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OvYX_R4m5-k/TmezxtloF4I/AAAAAAAAAp4/Y6hkwoA9cBg/s72-c/215_2109.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986373194766053250.post-227203802711815605</id><published>2011-08-31T11:37:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-31T11:37:16.286-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So today I'm sitting in my room. Baby sleeping, husband at a job interview.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hear a popping noise and then a shattering sound.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not like glass shattering, like something crumbling shattering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I run into the kitchen and what do I see and suddenly remember?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me take you back,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finished working in the garden and decided I would like some boiled eggs. I put them on, put the baby to bed and go to look at the computer while the water starts boiling... see where this is going?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fast forward. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Panic stricken I suddenly see the oven on, and an egg split up all over the floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anybody else didn't&amp;nbsp;realize that eggs EXPLODE if the cook too long? Anybody? No? Just me then...&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/-rNnlQkVPb18/Tl5wtOMiiqI/AAAAAAAAAp0/_LLHHjPgmII/s1600/IMG_0076.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rNnlQkVPb18/Tl5wtOMiiqI/AAAAAAAAAp0/_LLHHjPgmII/s320/IMG_0076.JPG" width="320" /&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/-mqVC4azeIQM/Tl5wnfnpBMI/AAAAAAAAApw/WAqX_noA2wU/s1600/IMG_0075.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mqVC4azeIQM/Tl5wnfnpBMI/AAAAAAAAApw/WAqX_noA2wU/s320/IMG_0075.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;(no it didn't blow the lid off the pan... that would have been cool right?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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/8986373194766053250-227203802711815605?l=emilylarae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilylarae.blogspot.com/feeds/227203802711815605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8986373194766053250&amp;postID=227203802711815605&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986373194766053250/posts/default/227203802711815605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986373194766053250/posts/default/227203802711815605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilylarae.blogspot.com/2011/08/so-today-im-sitting-in-my-room.html' title=''/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12959061443331506234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PXcBF44hhrg/SvMRme8sUeI/AAAAAAAAARI/aGJUYMG0pMs/S220/Wedding+Day+045.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rNnlQkVPb18/Tl5wtOMiiqI/AAAAAAAAAp0/_LLHHjPgmII/s72-c/IMG_0076.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986373194766053250.post-2855221415991313385</id><published>2011-08-15T22:21:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-15T22:21:38.445-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='things i love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='him'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby'/><title type='text'>It might be a day late but...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KSd7dDC1pvo/Tknvzi-N-eI/AAAAAAAAApo/asA8fIGVSz0/s1600/edit+12.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KSd7dDC1pvo/Tknvzi-N-eI/AAAAAAAAApo/asA8fIGVSz0/s320/edit+12.jpg" width="228" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zTi7ajEo1hc/Tknvuy2aZcI/AAAAAAAAApk/ULSF0fxaMZw/s1600/DSC_5665.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zTi7ajEo1hc/Tknvuy2aZcI/AAAAAAAAApk/ULSF0fxaMZw/s320/DSC_5665.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BTOvTs9Pn8Q/Tknv4ja52UI/AAAAAAAAAps/tSBDEFwP-io/s1600/edit12.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BTOvTs9Pn8Q/Tknv4ja52UI/AAAAAAAAAps/tSBDEFwP-io/s320/edit12.jpg" width="207" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Happy anniversary my love!﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8986373194766053250-2855221415991313385?l=emilylarae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilylarae.blogspot.com/feeds/2855221415991313385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8986373194766053250&amp;postID=2855221415991313385&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986373194766053250/posts/default/2855221415991313385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986373194766053250/posts/default/2855221415991313385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilylarae.blogspot.com/2011/08/it-might-be-day-late-but.html' title='It might be a day late but...'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12959061443331506234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PXcBF44hhrg/SvMRme8sUeI/AAAAAAAAARI/aGJUYMG0pMs/S220/Wedding+Day+045.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KSd7dDC1pvo/Tknvzi-N-eI/AAAAAAAAApo/asA8fIGVSz0/s72-c/edit+12.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986373194766053250.post-4361167194540673091</id><published>2011-08-15T22:17:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-15T22:17:04.311-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='excited'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='goal'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm proud to say that I have faithfully followed a diet plan for two weeks solid!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two whole weeks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm also proud to say that in those two weeks (and a day) I have completely stopped drinking Diet Coke. (and anyother soda for that matter...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aaaaand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've lost 9 pounds!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so excited!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8986373194766053250-4361167194540673091?l=emilylarae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilylarae.blogspot.com/feeds/4361167194540673091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8986373194766053250&amp;postID=4361167194540673091&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986373194766053250/posts/default/4361167194540673091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986373194766053250/posts/default/4361167194540673091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilylarae.blogspot.com/2011/08/im-proud-to-say-that-i-have-faithfully.html' title=''/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12959061443331506234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PXcBF44hhrg/SvMRme8sUeI/AAAAAAAAARI/aGJUYMG0pMs/S220/Wedding+Day+045.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986373194766053250.post-884310226086776892</id><published>2011-08-13T10:31:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-13T10:31:33.407-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>and today's a new day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Don't fret, I'm much better today than I was yesterday! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We got a bit of terrible news that set our plans back... well indefinitely until a source of income can once again be located :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The great things is, and my mom will be thrilled for me to agree, when one door closes another one opens. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A few new opportunities have presented themselves just when we need them the most. A dear friend of mine and family members are helping us more than they will ever know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And &lt;em&gt;husband &lt;/em&gt;and I? Well we're tough. Things work. Eventually. And not always like we want them to. We smile and be grateful for the little things. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We might not have alot, but what we do have is enough for now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the meantime we'll spend lots of time on our knees, and keep moving forward&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8986373194766053250-884310226086776892?l=emilylarae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilylarae.blogspot.com/feeds/884310226086776892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8986373194766053250&amp;postID=884310226086776892&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986373194766053250/posts/default/884310226086776892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986373194766053250/posts/default/884310226086776892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilylarae.blogspot.com/2011/08/and-todays-new-day.html' title='and today&apos;s a new day'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12959061443331506234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PXcBF44hhrg/SvMRme8sUeI/AAAAAAAAARI/aGJUYMG0pMs/S220/Wedding+Day+045.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986373194766053250.post-1822867862462085529</id><published>2011-08-12T09:34:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-12T09:34:02.661-06:00</updated><title type='text'>silver plate</title><content type='html'>ever wonder why some people seem to have life handed to them on a silver plate? yeah me too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know, i know. husband and i are &lt;em&gt;lucky.&lt;/em&gt; blessed. but really.&amp;nbsp;can we have things on a silver plate once in a while?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we've been patient.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hard working.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;faithful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hopeful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;optimistic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but just when things start looking up &lt;em&gt;finally&lt;/em&gt; the rug always seems to get pulled out from under us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we're back to square one again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;worried, confused, lost, nervous, scared to death that things just might not work this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i won't share what the situation is, its just too personal and i don't know you, or maybe i do, i don't know. you never say anthing back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i see couples our own age. they make LOTS of money. They have things work out for them. And the complain. They complain that their cars aren't nice enough, they don't have enough money, they are so stressed out, they don't like where they live, their job is just not good enough (hello college graduate, what did you expect? ceo? not likely). And I want to smack those people. Husband and I have a baby to take care of. I wouldn't trade him for anything but jeesh he's expensive. I've chosen not to work so I can be with him. Obviously money is a little tight cause of that... my choice yes, but it doesn't make that situation easier. We are driving a 20 year old car that could explode anyday because, well, we simply cannot afford a different one. My college graduate husband worked in a job that earned us money. Not at a place where advancing in his careers was an option, but one where you had to fight to be noticed, not by upper management, no. By your immidiate supervisors who should know who their employees are and what they are capable of. I try not to complain. I know we have it good. But just once I would like&amp;nbsp;opportunites to be handed to us. On a silver plate. I would take it. And be thrilled. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8986373194766053250-1822867862462085529?l=emilylarae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilylarae.blogspot.com/feeds/1822867862462085529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8986373194766053250&amp;postID=1822867862462085529&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986373194766053250/posts/default/1822867862462085529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986373194766053250/posts/default/1822867862462085529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilylarae.blogspot.com/2011/08/silver-plate.html' title='silver plate'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12959061443331506234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PXcBF44hhrg/SvMRme8sUeI/AAAAAAAAARI/aGJUYMG0pMs/S220/Wedding+Day+045.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986373194766053250.post-4148944586068339739</id><published>2011-08-09T13:58:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-09T13:58:58.404-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='things i love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='him'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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I'm going with the butter outlook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8986373194766053250-9179025340121494722?l=emilylarae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilylarae.blogspot.com/feeds/9179025340121494722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8986373194766053250&amp;postID=9179025340121494722&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986373194766053250/posts/default/9179025340121494722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986373194766053250/posts/default/9179025340121494722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilylarae.blogspot.com/2011/08/whoop.html' title='Whoop'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12959061443331506234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PXcBF44hhrg/SvMRme8sUeI/AAAAAAAAARI/aGJUYMG0pMs/S220/Wedding+Day+045.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986373194766053250.post-6160432098013249044</id><published>2011-08-05T10:30:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-05T10:30:22.366-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='goal'/><title type='text'>Fact</title><content type='html'>I am beyond thrilled. Since Monday, I've lost 4.8 pounds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHOOP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thrilled.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8986373194766053250-6160432098013249044?l=emilylarae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilylarae.blogspot.com/feeds/6160432098013249044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8986373194766053250&amp;postID=6160432098013249044&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986373194766053250/posts/default/6160432098013249044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986373194766053250/posts/default/6160432098013249044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilylarae.blogspot.com/2011/08/fact.html' title='Fact'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12959061443331506234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PXcBF44hhrg/SvMRme8sUeI/AAAAAAAAARI/aGJUYMG0pMs/S220/Wedding+Day+045.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986373194766053250.post-6871091967369067716</id><published>2011-08-05T10:29:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-05T10:29:07.205-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fabulous friday'/><title type='text'>Fabulous Friday!</title><content type='html'>I know I've been bad about it... But I remembered today and here we go!&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/-MVEW1sQaaH8/TjwYBd0PNDI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/DZBI7MeVPCY/s1600/goldknobbeautyshot.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MVEW1sQaaH8/TjwYBd0PNDI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/DZBI7MeVPCY/s320/goldknobbeautyshot.jpg" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I really love &lt;a href="http://www.designsponge.com/2010/08/before-and-after-basics-painting-furniture.html"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; shade of blue and will be painting a book shelf shortly...&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RDAxOJPKTak/TjwYvQHrmZI/AAAAAAAAAoU/ss6LoLgFrNg/s1600/100168-P.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RDAxOJPKTak/TjwYvQHrmZI/AAAAAAAAAoU/ss6LoLgFrNg/s200/100168-P.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I have been rocking&lt;a href="http://www.toms.com/womens"&gt; these&lt;/a&gt; shoes lately. Love. Them.&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/-0wiS8uWdnSU/TjwZZwgAPcI/AAAAAAAAAoY/-Sfe0OnqRgY/s1600/dignitet-curtain-wire__0091163_PE226437_S4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0wiS8uWdnSU/TjwZZwgAPcI/AAAAAAAAAoY/-Sfe0OnqRgY/s320/dignitet-curtain-wire__0091163_PE226437_S4.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;What is that? A curtain wire. From my &lt;a href="http://www.ikea.com/us/en/catalog/products/60075295"&gt;FAV&lt;/a&gt; place to buy home stuff. It is a fantastic thing. My sliding glass door has probably never looked this good.&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://1.bp.blogspot.com/--L1i-Gwi-7Y/TjwaDVBTbWI/AAAAAAAAAoc/L80HHDOuiC8/s1600/P1070951-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--L1i-Gwi-7Y/TjwaDVBTbWI/AAAAAAAAAoc/L80HHDOuiC8/s320/P1070951-1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--L1i-Gwi-7Y/TjwaDVBTbWI/AAAAAAAAAoc/L80HHDOuiC8/s1600/P1070951-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--L1i-Gwi-7Y/TjwaDVBTbWI/AAAAAAAAAoc/L80HHDOuiC8/s320/P1070951-1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This &lt;a href="http://chef-n-training.blogspot.com/"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt;. Seriously. Everything in it looks AMAZING!&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;I hope your Friday is FABULOUS too!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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/8986373194766053250-6871091967369067716?l=emilylarae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilylarae.blogspot.com/feeds/6871091967369067716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8986373194766053250&amp;postID=6871091967369067716&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986373194766053250/posts/default/6871091967369067716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986373194766053250/posts/default/6871091967369067716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilylarae.blogspot.com/2011/08/fabulous-friday.html' title='Fabulous Friday!'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12959061443331506234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PXcBF44hhrg/SvMRme8sUeI/AAAAAAAAARI/aGJUYMG0pMs/S220/Wedding+Day+045.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MVEW1sQaaH8/TjwYBd0PNDI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/DZBI7MeVPCY/s72-c/goldknobbeautyshot.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986373194766053250.post-4779237932976839300</id><published>2011-07-28T12:34:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-07-28T12:34:37.285-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='things i love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crafts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='good things'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='excited'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby'/><title type='text'>Lately</title><content type='html'>I have collected about a billion projects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got this adorable fabric.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found some stellar chairs at the DI.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And another one to craft with...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I am trying to help my little garden grow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a flower bed that has magically re-appearing grass in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our Tracer keeps tricking us into thinking it will die... but then doesn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made my first window valance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I need to make another one...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sew. All. Day. Long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My baby is adorable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;and hilarious and cute and cuddly and funny and loveable and squishable and huggable and perfect and wonderful and SUCH A NUGGET!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life is wonderful.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8986373194766053250-4779237932976839300?l=emilylarae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilylarae.blogspot.com/feeds/4779237932976839300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8986373194766053250&amp;postID=4779237932976839300&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986373194766053250/posts/default/4779237932976839300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986373194766053250/posts/default/4779237932976839300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilylarae.blogspot.com/2011/07/lately.html' title='Lately'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12959061443331506234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PXcBF44hhrg/SvMRme8sUeI/AAAAAAAAARI/aGJUYMG0pMs/S220/Wedding+Day+045.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986373194766053250.post-3587869948296173606</id><published>2011-07-19T09:28:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-07-19T09:28:44.840-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='him'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hooray'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='excited'/><title type='text'>so excited!</title><content type='html'>I just want everyone to know the best news we've recieved in a while now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darrell got a new "real" job! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye Walmart,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Hello US BANK!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was offered an in store banker position yesterday and we are beyond thrilled!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8986373194766053250-3587869948296173606?l=emilylarae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilylarae.blogspot.com/feeds/3587869948296173606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8986373194766053250&amp;postID=3587869948296173606&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986373194766053250/posts/default/3587869948296173606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986373194766053250/posts/default/3587869948296173606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilylarae.blogspot.com/2011/07/so-excited.html' title='so excited!'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12959061443331506234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PXcBF44hhrg/SvMRme8sUeI/AAAAAAAAARI/aGJUYMG0pMs/S220/Wedding+Day+045.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986373194766053250.post-6121512408264896810</id><published>2011-07-15T14:58:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-07-15T14:58:00.743-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fabulous friday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='things i love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i love etsy'/><title type='text'>Fabulous Friday!</title><content type='html'>Whoops! I whole week went by and I didn't post ANTHING. BUT I did finish a cute project and painted a wall!!! I'll post that later :) Today is Fabulous Friday and I'm going to show you the things I love!&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/-LpBOtmztn2Y/TiCn0ikNSAI/AAAAAAAAAoA/xExwDyzHKVc/s1600/il_570xN_245463898.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LpBOtmztn2Y/TiCn0ikNSAI/AAAAAAAAAoA/xExwDyzHKVc/s320/il_570xN_245463898.jpg" width="320" /&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 class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I bought &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/listing/62570360/silver-hand-stamped-disc-with-silver"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; necklace and even some cute heart shaped earrings to match.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Love them.&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://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fnUR2lcSeCU/TiCoORVZwHI/AAAAAAAAAoE/ij1XR7LYEVE/s1600/p10049000377_detail.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="234" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fnUR2lcSeCU/TiCoORVZwHI/AAAAAAAAAoE/ij1XR7LYEVE/s320/p10049000377_detail.jpg" width="320" /&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 class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Why can't I afford like a &lt;em&gt;million&lt;/em&gt; of &lt;a href="http://order.tupperware.com/coe/app/tup_show_item.show_item_detail?fv_item_category_code=1000&amp;amp;fv_item_number=P10049000377"&gt;these&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 align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ffLxQ_0JLFs/TiCo70QofgI/AAAAAAAAAoI/KJXecnK-N8E/s1600/Pin_Cushion_Gwenny_Penny_1%255B3%255D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ffLxQ_0JLFs/TiCo70QofgI/AAAAAAAAAoI/KJXecnK-N8E/s320/Pin_Cushion_Gwenny_Penny_1%255B3%255D.jpg" width="235" /&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 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://sewmamasew.com/blog2/2009/03/elizabeths-fabric-focus-3/"&gt;This&lt;/a&gt; little thing could save my life. I think I'll make one.&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7Whl0poSX0E/TiCpcsBRq4I/AAAAAAAAAoM/1PdKe7cqiBE/s1600/julie4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7Whl0poSX0E/TiCpcsBRq4I/AAAAAAAAAoM/1PdKe7cqiBE/s1600/julie4.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;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://etsystalkers.blogspot.com/"&gt;This&lt;/a&gt; blog make me laugh. Out loud. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/sukanart"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; pillow is adorable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I promise I'll be better this week :)﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8986373194766053250-6121512408264896810?l=emilylarae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilylarae.blogspot.com/feeds/6121512408264896810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8986373194766053250&amp;postID=6121512408264896810&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986373194766053250/posts/default/6121512408264896810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986373194766053250/posts/default/6121512408264896810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilylarae.blogspot.com/2011/07/fabulous-friday_15.html' title='Fabulous Friday!'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12959061443331506234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PXcBF44hhrg/SvMRme8sUeI/AAAAAAAAARI/aGJUYMG0pMs/S220/Wedding+Day+045.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LpBOtmztn2Y/TiCn0ikNSAI/AAAAAAAAAoA/xExwDyzHKVc/s72-c/il_570xN_245463898.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986373194766053250.post-2225987324309940626</id><published>2011-07-08T09:36:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-07-08T09:36:47.207-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fabulous friday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='things i love'/><title type='text'>Fabulous Friday</title><content type='html'>Okay, so I've been a little absent from the blog lately. I've been feeling a little... distant? depressed? blah blah blech?... you know the feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'M BACK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND I have decided to start a little sumthinsumthin that will (hopefully) bring my blogging love back AND help me document that AWESOMENESS that I discover on the internet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll call it FABULOUS FRIDAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here we go.&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/-6X119mM8XLQ/ThchFXnDMJI/AAAAAAAAAnw/qQFkFSRsPEE/s1600/957.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6X119mM8XLQ/ThchFXnDMJI/AAAAAAAAAnw/qQFkFSRsPEE/s400/957.jpg" width="236" /&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 class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This &lt;a href="http://www.shabbyapple.com/p-957-rosso.aspx"&gt;dress&lt;/a&gt;. $78, modest and so pretty. Love.&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://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7PBYi_D707o/Thciix27pMI/AAAAAAAAAn0/xI9WzAdXRiw/s1600/P1070214-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7PBYi_D707o/Thciix27pMI/AAAAAAAAAn0/xI9WzAdXRiw/s320/P1070214-1.jpg" width="261" /&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 class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://chef-n-training.blogspot.com/2011/06/cookie-dough-brownies.html"&gt;Cookie. Dough. Brownies.&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 class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;enough said.&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/-Q3nH_VTQS7g/Thci90A39_I/AAAAAAAAAn4/uMCnPyaTmEY/s1600/il_fullxfull_227872701.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Q3nH_VTQS7g/Thci90A39_I/AAAAAAAAAn4/uMCnPyaTmEY/s320/il_fullxfull_227872701.jpg" width="320" /&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 class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My newest favorite &lt;a href="http://vintagewannabee.blogspot.com/"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;She is adorable. And she has red hair like &lt;em&gt;someone (ahem me)&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp;AND she goes to USU.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Love.&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://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EwcGYbzhGLs/ThcjpAVHULI/AAAAAAAAAn8/tMfkaQj2WZg/s1600/IMG_5684editheader.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EwcGYbzhGLs/ThcjpAVHULI/AAAAAAAAAn8/tMfkaQj2WZg/s400/IMG_5684editheader.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.vanessachristenson.com/2011/04/v-and-co-how-to-shag-pillow.html"&gt;This&lt;/a&gt; pillow tutorial. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I love pillows.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;And there you have it! Fabulous Friday!!!﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8986373194766053250-2225987324309940626?l=emilylarae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilylarae.blogspot.com/feeds/2225987324309940626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8986373194766053250&amp;postID=2225987324309940626&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986373194766053250/posts/default/2225987324309940626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986373194766053250/posts/default/2225987324309940626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilylarae.blogspot.com/2011/07/fabulous-friday.html' title='Fabulous Friday'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12959061443331506234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PXcBF44hhrg/SvMRme8sUeI/AAAAAAAAARI/aGJUYMG0pMs/S220/Wedding+Day+045.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6X119mM8XLQ/ThchFXnDMJI/AAAAAAAAAnw/qQFkFSRsPEE/s72-c/957.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986373194766053250.post-354687258984240247</id><published>2011-06-30T15:49:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-06-30T15:49:13.567-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='things i love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby'/><title type='text'>I JUST WANT TO SQUISH HIM!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YWD4nmx-RGQ/TgzvDfmBNLI/AAAAAAAAAns/YYrXJg4pPh8/s1600/adorbs.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YWD4nmx-RGQ/TgzvDfmBNLI/AAAAAAAAAns/YYrXJg4pPh8/s400/adorbs.jpg" width="265" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We got family pictures done and I got a sneaky peak of one of Liam. I just want to squish him :) That tongue... those legs... pudgy hands ACK I love it all!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8986373194766053250-354687258984240247?l=emilylarae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilylarae.blogspot.com/feeds/354687258984240247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8986373194766053250&amp;postID=354687258984240247&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986373194766053250/posts/default/354687258984240247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986373194766053250/posts/default/354687258984240247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilylarae.blogspot.com/2011/06/i-just-want-to-squish-him.html' title='I JUST WANT TO SQUISH HIM!!!'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12959061443331506234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PXcBF44hhrg/SvMRme8sUeI/AAAAAAAAARI/aGJUYMG0pMs/S220/Wedding+Day+045.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YWD4nmx-RGQ/TgzvDfmBNLI/AAAAAAAAAns/YYrXJg4pPh8/s72-c/adorbs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986373194766053250.post-4664228614962847518</id><published>2011-06-14T18:48:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-06-14T18:48:30.087-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sick'/><title type='text'>we are infected.</title><content type='html'>me and &lt;i&gt;little man&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we both got it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he got it double.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ear. infection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can i just submit that having ear infections could quite possibly be the worst illness in the world. most adults don't get ear infections. i've only gotten them since i've become an adult. the only thing worse than having an ear infection, is having a baby with both ears infected at the same time as you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;think sleepless and cranky times a million.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these antibiotics better kick in quick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you modern medicine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8986373194766053250-4664228614962847518?l=emilylarae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilylarae.blogspot.com/feeds/4664228614962847518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8986373194766053250&amp;postID=4664228614962847518&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986373194766053250/posts/default/4664228614962847518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986373194766053250/posts/default/4664228614962847518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilylarae.blogspot.com/2011/06/we-are-infected.html' title='we are infected.'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12959061443331506234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PXcBF44hhrg/SvMRme8sUeI/AAAAAAAAARI/aGJUYMG0pMs/S220/Wedding+Day+045.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986373194766053250.post-2331559814992624981</id><published>2011-06-07T08:59:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-06-07T08:59:25.897-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='house work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hooray'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='excited'/><title type='text'>I just pulled out my phone and its covered in paint.</title><content type='html'>How, you ask, did my phone get covered in paint? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very good question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't remember touching it with painted hands, but then again, I also don't remember getting paint in my hair, on my arms and face and under my fingernails.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess we're using magic paint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of which, I also don't know how it happened, some how my basement magically almost got completely painted yesterday. I don't remember doing it all by myself, but I know that nobody else had a paint brush in their hands...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weird.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8986373194766053250-2331559814992624981?l=emilylarae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilylarae.blogspot.com/feeds/2331559814992624981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8986373194766053250&amp;postID=2331559814992624981&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986373194766053250/posts/default/2331559814992624981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986373194766053250/posts/default/2331559814992624981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilylarae.blogspot.com/2011/06/i-just-pulled-out-my-phone-and-its.html' title='I just pulled out my phone and its covered in paint.'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12959061443331506234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PXcBF44hhrg/SvMRme8sUeI/AAAAAAAAARI/aGJUYMG0pMs/S220/Wedding+Day+045.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986373194766053250.post-5421733805630781923</id><published>2011-05-25T13:34:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-05-25T13:34:46.428-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='annoyed'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>do you ever feel like you are holding disaster off with your pinky finger?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its so close to attcking and all you can do is close your eyes and stick your finger out because every other limb, hand, foot, finger and toe is busy taking care of all the other things swirling around? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all it takes is a snap and everything you want will come crashing down around you. and then you are left missing a finger and a huge mess to clean up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and as luck would have it, the reason i only have one finger left is because my good ol' car, the one i knew wouldn't last more than a year anyway,&amp;nbsp;is now on its way out the door. months ahead of schedule. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and all the other pieces of life that i need to just balance out and take care of themselves are now acting like &lt;em&gt;little boy&lt;/em&gt;. fussy, drooly and congested. life must be trying to get some teeth out too cause it's being really annoying. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know things are going to work out. i know they will. and the temple worker last night gave a beautiful prayer that i think was just for me and &lt;em&gt;husband&lt;/em&gt;. he addressed almost all of our concerns. heavenly father loves us, he just wants us to be grown ups now and figure it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm sure it will work. it always has so far. keep your fingers (if have any extra) crossed for us!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8986373194766053250-5421733805630781923?l=emilylarae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilylarae.blogspot.com/feeds/5421733805630781923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8986373194766053250&amp;postID=5421733805630781923&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986373194766053250/posts/default/5421733805630781923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986373194766053250/posts/default/5421733805630781923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilylarae.blogspot.com/2011/05/do-you-ever-feel-like-you-are-holding.html' title=''/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12959061443331506234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PXcBF44hhrg/SvMRme8sUeI/AAAAAAAAARI/aGJUYMG0pMs/S220/Wedding+Day+045.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986373194766053250.post-3514578246570547492</id><published>2011-05-24T14:28:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-05-24T14:28:14.266-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='things i love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='missing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='letters'/><title type='text'>a little visit {and letter}</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;hey brother!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;we came to visit you the other day. you know, &lt;/em&gt;that&lt;em&gt; day. it was pretty dreary. i was going to bring liam to meet you, but it was cold. and rainy. another time. we brought you some flowers :)&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EvXXWjpFUuo/TdwUjgIYMQI/AAAAAAAAAno/MZz4HXDaNCI/s1600/215_1998.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EvXXWjpFUuo/TdwUjgIYMQI/AAAAAAAAAno/MZz4HXDaNCI/s320/215_1998.JPG" t8="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-V4dDPLYRKVc/TdwUf0wTBpI/AAAAAAAAAnk/zDi1Lcc0X3c/s1600/215_1995.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-V4dDPLYRKVc/TdwUf0wTBpI/AAAAAAAAAnk/zDi1Lcc0X3c/s320/215_1995.JPG" t8="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LFEa3hGD-7o/TdwUbAkOArI/AAAAAAAAAng/XYuRFVeHNZg/s1600/215_1994.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LFEa3hGD-7o/TdwUbAkOArI/AAAAAAAAAng/XYuRFVeHNZg/s320/215_1994.JPG" t8="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;﻿&lt;em&gt;I miss you! I'll come visit soon!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Love you!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Emily&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8986373194766053250-3514578246570547492?l=emilylarae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilylarae.blogspot.com/feeds/3514578246570547492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8986373194766053250&amp;postID=3514578246570547492&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986373194766053250/posts/default/3514578246570547492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986373194766053250/posts/default/3514578246570547492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilylarae.blogspot.com/2011/05/little-visit-and-letter.html' title='a little visit {and letter}'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12959061443331506234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PXcBF44hhrg/SvMRme8sUeI/AAAAAAAAARI/aGJUYMG0pMs/S220/Wedding+Day+045.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EvXXWjpFUuo/TdwUjgIYMQI/AAAAAAAAAno/MZz4HXDaNCI/s72-c/215_1998.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986373194766053250.post-3349732705787427275</id><published>2011-05-13T12:14:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-05-13T12:15:49.492-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='done now'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='its coming'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='excited'/><title type='text'>my purse</title><content type='html'>my purse is medium sized.&lt;br /&gt;it has some compartments, and a main space.&lt;br /&gt;there are some premanant fixtures and some not so permanant: wallet-permanant. dirty diaper- not.&lt;br /&gt;sometimes it is super cluttered.&lt;br /&gt;okay, most the time.&lt;br /&gt;its cute.&lt;br /&gt;its functional.&lt;br /&gt;sometimes its aggravating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my apartment is medium sized.&lt;br /&gt;it has some rooms, and a main space.&lt;br /&gt;there are some permanant fixtrues and some not so permanant. easy bake-sized oven, permanant, me- not.&lt;br /&gt;sometimes its super cluttered.&lt;br /&gt;these days, most of the time.&lt;br /&gt;its cute,&lt;br /&gt;its functional.&lt;br /&gt;sometimes aggravating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last night at 2 AM we decided its time to leave our apartment, much like I change purses on a whim.&lt;br /&gt;so today, I cleaned out my purse. Everything, gone. &lt;br /&gt;Put the wallet back in and put it aside.&lt;br /&gt;and today, I cleaned out my house,&lt;br /&gt;and i'm packing up all my worldy belongings, leaving the easy bake-sized oven behind and moving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've heard people say the state of your purse is a reflection of the state of your home.&lt;br /&gt;I never knew how true that was.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8986373194766053250-3349732705787427275?l=emilylarae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilylarae.blogspot.com/feeds/3349732705787427275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8986373194766053250&amp;postID=3349732705787427275&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986373194766053250/posts/default/3349732705787427275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986373194766053250/posts/default/3349732705787427275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilylarae.blogspot.com/2011/05/my-purse.html' title='my purse'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12959061443331506234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PXcBF44hhrg/SvMRme8sUeI/AAAAAAAAARI/aGJUYMG0pMs/S220/Wedding+Day+045.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986373194766053250.post-2534027479804663711</id><published>2011-05-07T22:39:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-05-07T22:39:11.165-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='done now'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='things i love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='him'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='good things'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='goal'/><title type='text'>GRADUATION DAY!!!</title><content type='html'>Hooray hooray hooray hooray we made it! That's right! Today it's officially offical. Darrell has joined me the awesomeness that is graduating from college! It was a fun day! I was there for the whole thing! And I am so proud of him!! Now onto grad school!! (for both of us please :) ) Here are some pirtures from the event:&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/-3PtRjPaEopU/TcYdUxqi99I/AAAAAAAAAnE/hN-KSaXqUtA/s1600/IMG_1046.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" j8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3PtRjPaEopU/TcYdUxqi99I/AAAAAAAAAnE/hN-KSaXqUtA/s400/IMG_1046.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GWjRSmx-OPA/TcYdazuN_SI/AAAAAAAAAnI/ogCvGfl_t6U/s1600/IMG_1052.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" j8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GWjRSmx-OPA/TcYdazuN_SI/AAAAAAAAAnI/ogCvGfl_t6U/s400/IMG_1052.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;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-76rR5OjyjIk/TcYddqaLIzI/AAAAAAAAAnM/GdujIVg-Meg/s1600/IMG_1058.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" j8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-76rR5OjyjIk/TcYddqaLIzI/AAAAAAAAAnM/GdujIVg-Meg/s400/IMG_1058.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;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dxE5Ce3DKa0/TcYdgVQTkmI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/BS8vvEsFO1g/s1600/IMG_1053.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" j8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dxE5Ce3DKa0/TcYdgVQTkmI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/BS8vvEsFO1g/s400/IMG_1053.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;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LRCVfaMzzTc/TcYdi6oUjNI/AAAAAAAAAnU/IRE6u6PyVKA/s1600/IMG_1060.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" j8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LRCVfaMzzTc/TcYdi6oUjNI/AAAAAAAAAnU/IRE6u6PyVKA/s400/IMG_1060.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;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LoN-r0pzmtc/TcYdmN3f1GI/AAAAAAAAAnY/-xbD0CYkNa8/s1600/IMG_1062.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" j8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LoN-r0pzmtc/TcYdmN3f1GI/AAAAAAAAAnY/-xbD0CYkNa8/s400/IMG_1062.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;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-f0AnblKyddo/TcYdr-2qciI/AAAAAAAAAnc/DLeOi4ANo1Q/s1600/IMG_1056.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" j8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-f0AnblKyddo/TcYdr-2qciI/AAAAAAAAAnc/DLeOi4ANo1Q/s400/IMG_1056.JPG" width="400" /&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 class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I just can't believe that it has been two whole years since I graduated! Time sure does fly by.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Now to get ready for the next one :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&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/8986373194766053250-2534027479804663711?l=emilylarae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilylarae.blogspot.com/feeds/2534027479804663711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8986373194766053250&amp;postID=2534027479804663711&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986373194766053250/posts/default/2534027479804663711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986373194766053250/posts/default/2534027479804663711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilylarae.blogspot.com/2011/05/graduation-day.html' title='GRADUATION DAY!!!'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12959061443331506234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PXcBF44hhrg/SvMRme8sUeI/AAAAAAAAARI/aGJUYMG0pMs/S220/Wedding+Day+045.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3PtRjPaEopU/TcYdUxqi99I/AAAAAAAAAnE/hN-KSaXqUtA/s72-c/IMG_1046.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986373194766053250.post-3069927001610791674</id><published>2011-04-29T15:42:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-04-29T15:42:25.224-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hilarious'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='things i love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><title type='text'>meet marcel</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://youtu.be/VF9-sEbqDvU"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/VF9-sEbqDvU" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i love this. it makes me laugh. i quote it constantly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8986373194766053250-3069927001610791674?l=emilylarae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilylarae.blogspot.com/feeds/3069927001610791674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8986373194766053250&amp;postID=3069927001610791674&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986373194766053250/posts/default/3069927001610791674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986373194766053250/posts/default/3069927001610791674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilylarae.blogspot.com/2011/04/meet-marcel.html' title='meet marcel'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12959061443331506234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PXcBF44hhrg/SvMRme8sUeI/AAAAAAAAARI/aGJUYMG0pMs/S220/Wedding+Day+045.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/VF9-sEbqDvU/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986373194766053250.post-8320349373144110876</id><published>2011-04-27T11:10:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-04-27T11:10:03.350-06:00</updated><title type='text'>a little letter</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Dear Brother:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Happy Birthday! I love you and miss you!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Love,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Emily&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8986373194766053250-8320349373144110876?l=emilylarae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilylarae.blogspot.com/feeds/8320349373144110876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8986373194766053250&amp;postID=8320349373144110876&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986373194766053250/posts/default/8320349373144110876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986373194766053250/posts/default/8320349373144110876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilylarae.blogspot.com/2011/04/little-letter.html' title='a little letter'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12959061443331506234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PXcBF44hhrg/SvMRme8sUeI/AAAAAAAAARI/aGJUYMG0pMs/S220/Wedding+Day+045.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986373194766053250.post-8597632788103742583</id><published>2011-04-22T19:55:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-04-22T19:55:37.856-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So I think its interesting to see the worlds view of "Mormon Mommy Blogs." I know that there is criticism because people don't believe that there is any way that the writers of the blogs can be as happy all the time as they act. But here is the thing. Even though I find life monotonous at times, I really am happy. I get sick of doing the laundry, cleaning the house, sewing, cooking, changing baby diapers, stressing out about money, hating husbands job, hating my apartement, anxious for something more... I am happy. I have a wonderful little boy, and I wouldn't give him up for anything. I have a husband who, despite his crappy job, does go to work every day and works hard for the money that he provides. I have a place to live, even though I hate it, I have one and I don't have to clean it but I choose to. I like to have a place that is clean and nice and comfortable. I don't claim that my life is perfect but I wouldn't change it. What would be the fun in that?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8986373194766053250-8597632788103742583?l=emilylarae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilylarae.blogspot.com/feeds/8597632788103742583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8986373194766053250&amp;postID=8597632788103742583&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986373194766053250/posts/default/8597632788103742583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986373194766053250/posts/default/8597632788103742583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilylarae.blogspot.com/2011/04/so-i-think-its-interesting-to-see.html' title=''/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12959061443331506234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PXcBF44hhrg/SvMRme8sUeI/AAAAAAAAARI/aGJUYMG0pMs/S220/Wedding+Day+045.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986373194766053250.post-172808868579649446</id><published>2011-04-21T18:07:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-04-21T18:07:30.098-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cute'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='things i love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby'/><title type='text'>mommy, liam time</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-4bdad4b14b915e23" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v23.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D4bdad4b14b915e23%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331672639%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D726E5EC5C76A2D2799F84B88EDA2D146BFD322D0.12C54D69D9B152E4DA71356FA81BBDEBA9B368DE%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D4bdad4b14b915e23%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dw3Q1IOKfGq78toc-opzNPFikWTc&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v23.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D4bdad4b14b915e23%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331672639%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D726E5EC5C76A2D2799F84B88EDA2D146BFD322D0.12C54D69D9B152E4DA71356FA81BBDEBA9B368DE%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D4bdad4b14b915e23%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dw3Q1IOKfGq78toc-opzNPFikWTc&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;oh i love hearing about his day... especially when he squeals :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8986373194766053250-172808868579649446?l=emilylarae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilylarae.blogspot.com/feeds/172808868579649446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8986373194766053250&amp;postID=172808868579649446&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986373194766053250/posts/default/172808868579649446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986373194766053250/posts/default/172808868579649446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilylarae.blogspot.com/2011/04/mommy-liam-time.html' title='mommy, liam time'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12959061443331506234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PXcBF44hhrg/SvMRme8sUeI/AAAAAAAAARI/aGJUYMG0pMs/S220/Wedding+Day+045.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986373194766053250.post-4073047845331783290</id><published>2011-04-21T14:54:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-04-21T14:57:57.135-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='excited'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>this will be mine!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe frameborder="0" height="350" marginheight="0" marginwidth="0" scrolling="no" src="http://maps.google.com/maps?q=9546+Tarbert+Circle+South+Jordan+Ut&amp;amp;layer=c&amp;amp;sll=40.577944,-112.001359&amp;amp;cbp=13,277.75,,0,5.5&amp;amp;cbll=40.577932,-112.001345&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;sspn=0.006295,0.006295&amp;amp;ie=UTF8&amp;amp;hq=&amp;amp;hnear=9546+Tarbert+Cir,+South+Jordan,+Utah+84095&amp;amp;ll=40.577944,-112.001359&amp;amp;spn=0,0.016469&amp;amp;t=h&amp;amp;z=14&amp;amp;panoid=nOBKclp8fDMMrEbCrftGaw&amp;amp;source=embed&amp;amp;output=svembed" width="425"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;a href="http://maps.google.com/maps?q=9546+Tarbert+Circle+South+Jordan+Ut&amp;amp;layer=c&amp;amp;sll=40.577944,-112.001359&amp;amp;cbp=13,277.75,,0,5.5&amp;amp;cbll=40.577932,-112.001345&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;sspn=0.006295,0.006295&amp;amp;ie=UTF8&amp;amp;hq=&amp;amp;hnear=9546+Tarbert+Cir,+South+Jordan,+Utah+84095&amp;amp;ll=40.577944,-112.001359&amp;amp;spn=0,0.016469&amp;amp;t=h&amp;amp;z=14&amp;amp;panoid=nOBKclp8fDMMrEbCrftGaw&amp;amp;source=embed" style="color: blue; text-align: left;"&gt;View Larger Map&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sorry its a little blurry... its the only picture I have. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;BUT &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;in about a month (fingers crossed)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;we will sign the papers and this little beauty will be ours!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8986373194766053250-4073047845331783290?l=emilylarae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilylarae.blogspot.com/feeds/4073047845331783290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8986373194766053250&amp;postID=4073047845331783290&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986373194766053250/posts/default/4073047845331783290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986373194766053250/posts/default/4073047845331783290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilylarae.blogspot.com/2011/04/this-will-be-mine.html' title='this will be mine!'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12959061443331506234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PXcBF44hhrg/SvMRme8sUeI/AAAAAAAAARI/aGJUYMG0pMs/S220/Wedding+Day+045.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986373194766053250.post-7012781777235194570</id><published>2011-04-19T10:29:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-04-19T10:30:13.056-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='things i love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby'/><title type='text'>wishes</title><content type='html'>I wish I could take&amp;nbsp;a picture of every moment in &lt;em&gt;baby boy's&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;life. Every smile, every frown, every giggle, cry, yell, squeal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could record the look of wonder on his face when he discovers something new. His tongue, his toes, his fingers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could cuddle him forever. And&amp;nbsp; never miss one moment of him holding him while he's warm from sleeping soundly in bed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could catch every spit bubble he blows, every sigh he makes and every laugh. Bottle it up and be able to hold the pure excitement he has for everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I didn't feel like I was missing every moment becuase they are happening all too fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish my baby would stop growing up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8986373194766053250-7012781777235194570?l=emilylarae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilylarae.blogspot.com/feeds/7012781777235194570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8986373194766053250&amp;postID=7012781777235194570&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986373194766053250/posts/default/7012781777235194570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986373194766053250/posts/default/7012781777235194570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilylarae.blogspot.com/2011/04/wishes.html' title='wishes'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12959061443331506234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PXcBF44hhrg/SvMRme8sUeI/AAAAAAAAARI/aGJUYMG0pMs/S220/Wedding+Day+045.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986373194766053250.post-4083813180043647221</id><published>2011-04-16T23:36:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-04-16T23:36:00.561-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='5k'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='goal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ouch'/><title type='text'>up hill both ways</title><content type='html'>you know how people like to pretend like things were hard "back in the old days"?&lt;br /&gt;you know, they'd walk to school, up hill both ways? &lt;br /&gt;fact: i ran a race that was literally up hill both ways. &lt;br /&gt;literally.&lt;br /&gt;doesn't make sense?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the race was a loop.&lt;br /&gt;around&amp;nbsp; a street in salt lake.&lt;br /&gt;the first third was up hill. &lt;br /&gt;then down around a loop, then back up then back down to the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i did it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;up hill both ways.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8986373194766053250-4083813180043647221?l=emilylarae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilylarae.blogspot.com/feeds/4083813180043647221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8986373194766053250&amp;postID=4083813180043647221&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986373194766053250/posts/default/4083813180043647221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986373194766053250/posts/default/4083813180043647221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilylarae.blogspot.com/2011/04/up-hill-both-ways.html' title='up hill both ways'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12959061443331506234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PXcBF44hhrg/SvMRme8sUeI/AAAAAAAAARI/aGJUYMG0pMs/S220/Wedding+Day+045.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986373194766053250.post-5022179476503117520</id><published>2011-04-08T21:14:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-04-08T21:14:18.070-06:00</updated><title type='text'>liam learned to growl.</title><content type='html'>yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today he is perfecting it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i live with a puppy dog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8986373194766053250-5022179476503117520?l=emilylarae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilylarae.blogspot.com/feeds/5022179476503117520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8986373194766053250&amp;postID=5022179476503117520&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986373194766053250/posts/default/5022179476503117520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986373194766053250/posts/default/5022179476503117520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilylarae.blogspot.com/2011/04/liam-learned-to-growl.html' title='liam learned to growl.'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12959061443331506234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PXcBF44hhrg/SvMRme8sUeI/AAAAAAAAARI/aGJUYMG0pMs/S220/Wedding+Day+045.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986373194766053250.post-3932629476477274689</id><published>2011-04-08T15:30:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-04-08T15:30:39.226-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='5k'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='goal'/><title type='text'>today i ran</title><content type='html'>i ran 2.23 miles in 30 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now the countdown to the 5k is on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 days. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can do this!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wish me luck!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8986373194766053250-3932629476477274689?l=emilylarae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PXcBF44hhrg/SvMRme8sUeI/AAAAAAAAARI/aGJUYMG0pMs/S220/Wedding+Day+045.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986373194766053250.post-7988759897322033091</id><published>2011-04-07T23:02:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-04-07T23:02:01.886-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fabric make my mouth water'/><title type='text'>oh my fabric.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;i have a problem.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;its bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to own all the beautiful fabric in the whole world. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;i love it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have a new favorite collection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wanna see?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QkoOS-wdGOE/TZ6VIE-wAHI/AAAAAAAAAm8/uByWuW9DXXU/s1600/sparrows+in+cavern.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" r6="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QkoOS-wdGOE/TZ6VIE-wAHI/AAAAAAAAAm8/uByWuW9DXXU/s1600/sparrows+in+cavern.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OpVo3dY4PtA/TZ6VGSWzNWI/AAAAAAAAAm4/cLMx5MYfSfw/s1600/sparrows+in+bark.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" r6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OpVo3dY4PtA/TZ6VGSWzNWI/AAAAAAAAAm4/cLMx5MYfSfw/s1600/sparrows+in+bark.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-46ezQo7VYrE/TZ6VKFfFUiI/AAAAAAAAAnA/IjRsjuCEiPQ/s1600/sparrows+in+lilac.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" r6="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-46ezQo7VYrE/TZ6VKFfFUiI/AAAAAAAAAnA/IjRsjuCEiPQ/s1600/sparrows+in+lilac.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xL_sZclLgdM/TZ6VAuZ-2QI/AAAAAAAAAms/viyZRubTcuo/s1600/damask+saffron.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" r6="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xL_sZclLgdM/TZ6VAuZ-2QI/AAAAAAAAAms/viyZRubTcuo/s1600/damask+saffron.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TexKAqDfFFw/TZ6VCTOP0cI/AAAAAAAAAmw/dIO8EHyNvx8/s1600/Lodge+Lattice+in+Carmel.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" r6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TexKAqDfFFw/TZ6VCTOP0cI/AAAAAAAAAmw/dIO8EHyNvx8/s1600/Lodge+Lattice+in+Carmel.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DeOv44tBPnk/TZ6VEBxjh3I/AAAAAAAAAm0/BPk7hFNDdCw/s1600/Lodge+Lattice+in+Vintage+Yellow.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" r6="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DeOv44tBPnk/TZ6VEBxjh3I/AAAAAAAAAm0/BPk7hFNDdCw/s1600/Lodge+Lattice+in+Vintage+Yellow.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-V7qEzuURhlM/TZ6U_VGl0BI/AAAAAAAAAmo/G0iPu2m-VGE/s1600/damask+in+granite.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" r6="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-V7qEzuURhlM/TZ6U_VGl0BI/AAAAAAAAAmo/G0iPu2m-VGE/s1600/damask+in+granite.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iKGrjklmCTc/TZ6U9KDxZSI/AAAAAAAAAmg/WDu_uef6-G8/s1600/Bloom+in+Grantite.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" r6="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iKGrjklmCTc/TZ6U9KDxZSI/AAAAAAAAAmg/WDu_uef6-G8/s1600/Bloom+in+Grantite.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bRztA-l72oc/TZ6U-IcGioI/AAAAAAAAAmk/ENojEONiWaQ/s1600/damask+in+dill.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" r6="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bRztA-l72oc/TZ6U-IcGioI/AAAAAAAAAmk/ENojEONiWaQ/s1600/damask+in+dill.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Kh_LFX2kK2U/TZ6U8IYBUKI/AAAAAAAAAmc/XM496bg_X6Y/s1600/Bloom+in+Bark.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" r6="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Kh_LFX2kK2U/TZ6U8IYBUKI/AAAAAAAAAmc/XM496bg_X6Y/s1600/Bloom+in+Bark.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Don't you worry,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;There are some more purples I love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;And Blues.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;and blacks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;and...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;all of them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Like I said, I have a problem.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8986373194766053250-7988759897322033091?l=emilylarae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilylarae.blogspot.com/feeds/7988759897322033091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8986373194766053250&amp;postID=7988759897322033091&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986373194766053250/posts/default/7988759897322033091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986373194766053250/posts/default/7988759897322033091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilylarae.blogspot.com/2011/04/oh-my-fabric.html' title='oh my fabric.'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12959061443331506234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PXcBF44hhrg/SvMRme8sUeI/AAAAAAAAARI/aGJUYMG0pMs/S220/Wedding+Day+045.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QkoOS-wdGOE/TZ6VIE-wAHI/AAAAAAAAAm8/uByWuW9DXXU/s72-c/sparrows+in+cavern.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986373194766053250.post-3245936815381128760</id><published>2011-04-04T19:16:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-04-04T19:16:37.306-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='him'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>gr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know how once in a while you get to the point where you just don't want to deal with it anymore? you know, &lt;em&gt;it&lt;/em&gt;. that one thing. the one you can handle for a long time but then you just can't anymore?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know how it is. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good thing &lt;em&gt;husband&lt;/em&gt; will listen to me vent a little bit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he's pretty great.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8986373194766053250-3245936815381128760?l=emilylarae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilylarae.blogspot.com/feeds/3245936815381128760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8986373194766053250&amp;postID=3245936815381128760&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986373194766053250/posts/default/3245936815381128760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986373194766053250/posts/default/3245936815381128760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilylarae.blogspot.com/2011/04/gr.html' title=''/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12959061443331506234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PXcBF44hhrg/SvMRme8sUeI/AAAAAAAAARI/aGJUYMG0pMs/S220/Wedding+Day+045.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986373194766053250.post-3897020870055183911</id><published>2011-03-30T18:59:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-30T19:00:06.985-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='things i love'/><title type='text'>everyone needs a good cry</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L37-XtpqJ4s/TZPR1MDJuFI/AAAAAAAAAmY/LB9pPzK33jw/s1600/tangled.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="168" r6="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L37-XtpqJ4s/TZPR1MDJuFI/AAAAAAAAAmY/LB9pPzK33jw/s320/tangled.jpg" width="320" /&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="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;so before i had baby i started buying disney movies like a maniac. okay, maybe not that extreme, but pretty crazy for me. well, one of the movies i bought was beauty and the beast. i got a stellar deal on it so i got it for me and my mom. don't tell but i maybe stole the coupon on the front of the movie for a free pass to see tangled when it came out on november 24th. baby wasn't supposed to be here yet. well, he came early. but husband and i still went and saw it. i thought maybe i was just, you know, suffering from some massive hormone swings from baby birth and all the jazz but that movie maybe made me tear up once or twice. okay, probably more like four times. i blamed it on the hormones. i saw it again a couple months later though, still cried. so i guess that its yet another stellar disney movie that i just can't do without. so i bought it today and i'm so happy!!! if you haven't seen it, do. its adorable. and i won't tell if it makes you cry too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8986373194766053250-3897020870055183911?l=emilylarae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilylarae.blogspot.com/feeds/3897020870055183911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8986373194766053250&amp;postID=3897020870055183911&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986373194766053250/posts/default/3897020870055183911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986373194766053250/posts/default/3897020870055183911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilylarae.blogspot.com/2011/03/everyone-needs-good-cry.html' title='everyone needs a good cry'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12959061443331506234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PXcBF44hhrg/SvMRme8sUeI/AAAAAAAAARI/aGJUYMG0pMs/S220/Wedding+Day+045.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L37-XtpqJ4s/TZPR1MDJuFI/AAAAAAAAAmY/LB9pPzK33jw/s72-c/tangled.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986373194766053250.post-3667079262026769961</id><published>2011-03-29T13:07:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-29T13:07:56.819-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='things i love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby'/><title type='text'>reason 1,265,999 why i love my life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XSXg2Vop0zc/TZIts3k3XUI/AAAAAAAAAmI/1sPXUPTyVO0/s1600/213_1800.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" r6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XSXg2Vop0zc/TZIts3k3XUI/AAAAAAAAAmI/1sPXUPTyVO0/s400/213_1800.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;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-G0cVlcQtPQs/TZItvIPZvkI/AAAAAAAAAmM/m-8JajDbZxQ/s1600/213_1801.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" r6="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-G0cVlcQtPQs/TZItvIPZvkI/AAAAAAAAAmM/m-8JajDbZxQ/s400/213_1801.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;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lO4V_qbpSeQ/TZIty2UoQFI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/W6VOZurygBo/s1600/213_1804.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" r6="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lO4V_qbpSeQ/TZIty2UoQFI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/W6VOZurygBo/s400/213_1804.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;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6Flcayoo0Rs/TZIt0mQ0L4I/AAAAAAAAAmU/-WjaNCLGVbU/s1600/213_1805.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" r6="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6Flcayoo0Rs/TZIt0mQ0L4I/AAAAAAAAAmU/-WjaNCLGVbU/s400/213_1805.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;need i say more?﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8986373194766053250-3667079262026769961?l=emilylarae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilylarae.blogspot.com/feeds/3667079262026769961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8986373194766053250&amp;postID=3667079262026769961&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986373194766053250/posts/default/3667079262026769961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986373194766053250/posts/default/3667079262026769961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilylarae.blogspot.com/2011/03/reason-1265999-why-i-love-my-life.html' title='reason 1,265,999 why i love my life'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12959061443331506234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PXcBF44hhrg/SvMRme8sUeI/AAAAAAAAARI/aGJUYMG0pMs/S220/Wedding+Day+045.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XSXg2Vop0zc/TZIts3k3XUI/AAAAAAAAAmI/1sPXUPTyVO0/s72-c/213_1800.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986373194766053250.post-4355932995347397043</id><published>2011-03-24T20:46:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-24T20:46:10.638-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ksl.com/emedia/c/513/51394/5139409.jpg?filter=ksl/gallery1" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="408" src="http://www.ksl.com/emedia/c/513/51394/5139409.jpg?filter=ksl/gallery1" width="551" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;"$10.00 each&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Handsome looking Rooster and egg laying hens too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Springville, UT 84663 - Mar 23, 2011&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not sure what model this is but he flaps at our 2 year old and yodels all the time and pisses off the neighbors so he's got to go. Buy 3 hens and get a free rooster!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are all about 1 year old.&lt;br /&gt;bring a box and take home a harem today. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dear Classifieds:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You are epic.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sincerely, Emily&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; 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/8986373194766053250-4355932995347397043?l=emilylarae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilylarae.blogspot.com/feeds/4355932995347397043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8986373194766053250&amp;postID=4355932995347397043&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986373194766053250/posts/default/4355932995347397043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986373194766053250/posts/default/4355932995347397043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilylarae.blogspot.com/2011/03/10.html' title=''/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12959061443331506234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PXcBF44hhrg/SvMRme8sUeI/AAAAAAAAARI/aGJUYMG0pMs/S220/Wedding+Day+045.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986373194766053250.post-5738835190643094570</id><published>2011-03-21T09:13:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-21T09:14:36.839-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ack'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><title type='text'>in it for the food</title><content type='html'>Once upon a time, back when I was wild and free, I went on a date with a young man. I was "dating" another fellow, but he was at work and I was off and an offer was made I just couldn't refuse. I accepted the date in front of poor "boyfriend" and didn't even feel bad. (I should have known that one wouldn't work out...) I was only in it for the food. He wanted to take me to The Melting Pot. I'd never been there and it sounded like fun. So off we went.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We drove downtown chatting, him about "how much he missed his girlfriend" (she was visiting family in Idaho)&amp;nbsp;and me about the songs on the radio... no thoughts of poor working boyfriend on my mind. We got to our destination and were seated at our two person table. One side a bench seat, the other a chair. I sat on the bench and he asked if he could sit by me. On my one person bench. I reluctantly said yes and down he plopped. I say plopped because he was a little bigger and there is no way to gracefully wedge yourself in between a table and then sit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we order, or rather he told me what was good and ordered for us, and went on with the dinner date. He would occasionally mention how he likes to spend money on people and other nonsense and then he threw in how he "missed his girlfriend" and how much he liked "spending money on her" and how "he really missed cuddling with her"&amp;nbsp;and then shot me a meaningful look. The look. I politely said "Not happening." We kept eating. I had placed my hand down by my leg for some reason when he ever so smoothly did the same. On my hand. Blech. He said "your hands are really soft." "Thanks, I use lotion," &lt;em&gt;move hand away...&lt;/em&gt; Oh dear. So finally dinner was over and he said, "You know, desert here is really good..." &lt;em&gt;good grief&lt;/em&gt; "No thanks, I'm really full" was my reply. Finally we leave. I think the dinner bill was somewhere around 70 dollars. Like I said, just in it for the food...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we're driving home he asks something about "Can I come over to your house?" I wanted to say "No way ever never!" but instead said,"I think you should just take my back to work." So he did. And my boss drove me home, after getting a good laugh and telling me I should never have gone out with him... yeah yeah. In it for the food. Boyfriend was jealous. I got creeped on. The food was great.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8986373194766053250-5738835190643094570?l=emilylarae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilylarae.blogspot.com/feeds/5738835190643094570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8986373194766053250&amp;postID=5738835190643094570&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986373194766053250/posts/default/5738835190643094570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986373194766053250/posts/default/5738835190643094570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilylarae.blogspot.com/2011/03/in-it-for-food.html' title='in it for the food'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12959061443331506234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PXcBF44hhrg/SvMRme8sUeI/AAAAAAAAARI/aGJUYMG0pMs/S220/Wedding+Day+045.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986373194766053250.post-9084620389886821275</id><published>2011-03-02T16:27:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-02T16:33:06.997-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='things i love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fabric make my mouth water'/><title type='text'>i love it so much</title><content type='html'>i could die!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, that might have been a total exaggeration on my part but its close to how much i absolutely love beautiful fabric and making beautiful things with beautiful fabric. i just got two glorious yards of fabric in the mail and now i don't know what to do with it. it almost hurts me to cut it all up and ruin its pretty-one-piece-ness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i should start my own fabric store.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats what i'll do! and then i'll work on creating my own fabric line! any good designers out there want to go in on this fabulous idea with me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, so i probably won't do those things but i really really really really really really want to go to the internation quilting trade show in salt lake in may. really bad. i'm tempted to open a business account at the credit union just so i can have all the right "credentials" to get a pass to get in to see all the fabric that will make me want to die i'll want it so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hm. i think i should refine this plan a little bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, got to get back to my crafting! in between the shipping of roughly 15 orders just this week, i have also made two lovely throw pillows, super fun (and glittery) "lucky" blocks and a super duper cutie patootie rag wreath for my door!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll post pics later, maybe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8986373194766053250-9084620389886821275?l=emilylarae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilylarae.blogspot.com/feeds/9084620389886821275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8986373194766053250&amp;postID=9084620389886821275&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986373194766053250/posts/default/9084620389886821275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986373194766053250/posts/default/9084620389886821275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilylarae.blogspot.com/2011/03/i-love-it-so-much.html' title='i love it so much'/><author><name>Darrell Malloy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15280351865535569310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986373194766053250.post-8908123389242185356</id><published>2011-02-28T13:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-28T13:54:27.288-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='things i love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='him'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-n_oU1N62dec/TWwLOcyBrKI/AAAAAAAAAmE/PZ7ITRP5xmA/s1600/213_1715.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" l6="true" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-n_oU1N62dec/TWwLOcyBrKI/AAAAAAAAAmE/PZ7ITRP5xmA/s640/213_1715.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love these boys.﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8986373194766053250-8908123389242185356?l=emilylarae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilylarae.blogspot.com/feeds/8908123389242185356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8986373194766053250&amp;postID=8908123389242185356&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986373194766053250/posts/default/8908123389242185356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986373194766053250/posts/default/8908123389242185356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilylarae.blogspot.com/2011/02/i-love-these-boys.html' title=''/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12959061443331506234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PXcBF44hhrg/SvMRme8sUeI/AAAAAAAAARI/aGJUYMG0pMs/S220/Wedding+Day+045.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-n_oU1N62dec/TWwLOcyBrKI/AAAAAAAAAmE/PZ7ITRP5xmA/s72-c/213_1715.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986373194766053250.post-8745484266143500054</id><published>2011-02-25T00:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-25T00:17:16.382-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hilarious'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this just seriously made me laugh so hard. thank you&lt;a href="http://seriouslysoblessed.blogspot.com/"&gt; tamn&lt;/a&gt; for that one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I love Ikea so much I want to hug it until it crumples into a little bean-shaped ball and then I'll plant it in the ground and watch it grow into a fragrant flower then pluck it and sniff it and feed it to a cow that I'll then milk and make ice cream and scoop it up onto a cone and smash it in my face I love it that much. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the thing is, i just might love ikea that much.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8986373194766053250-8745484266143500054?l=emilylarae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilylarae.blogspot.com/feeds/8745484266143500054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8986373194766053250&amp;postID=8745484266143500054&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986373194766053250/posts/default/8745484266143500054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986373194766053250/posts/default/8745484266143500054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilylarae.blogspot.com/2011/02/this-just-seriously-made-me-laugh-so.html' title=''/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12959061443331506234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PXcBF44hhrg/SvMRme8sUeI/AAAAAAAAARI/aGJUYMG0pMs/S220/Wedding+Day+045.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986373194766053250.post-2613554779149692045</id><published>2011-02-24T13:46:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-24T13:48:50.610-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='silly'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='car'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><title type='text'>the car</title><content type='html'>so seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people are funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;husband takes my car, ramona, to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we don't lock her because she is such a gem that we don't really have to worry that anyone will steal her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we should start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someone put a bag of opened potatoe chips in her last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;em&gt;husbands&lt;/em&gt; sister "stole" something out of it the other day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who leaves a bag of chips open in somebodies car?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ps this isn't &lt;/em&gt;husband&lt;em&gt; its &lt;/em&gt;lady&lt;em&gt;, i'm just too lazy to sign out of &lt;/em&gt;husbands &lt;em&gt;email.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8986373194766053250-2613554779149692045?l=emilylarae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilylarae.blogspot.com/feeds/2613554779149692045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8986373194766053250&amp;postID=2613554779149692045&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986373194766053250/posts/default/2613554779149692045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986373194766053250/posts/default/2613554779149692045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilylarae.blogspot.com/2011/02/car.html' title='the car'/><author><name>Darrell Malloy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15280351865535569310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986373194766053250.post-3103923372277419763</id><published>2011-02-23T20:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-23T20:17:37.030-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='secret'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='excited'/><title type='text'>seriously, so blessed!</title><content type='html'>Okay, okay, I don't really like to admit when I am stalking a blog. You know, reading it silently, gleaning information about strangers. But. If you want a good laugh, read the blog &lt;a href="http://seriouslysoblessed.blogspot.com/"&gt;Seriously, so blessed!&lt;/a&gt;. It is hilarious. Don't take it seriously, its not meant to be taken that way. Its a joke. I wish I could be her. Literally. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I seriously am like the luckiest girl in the world though. You know back when I talked about building blocks? Well we had another DOOZY come into our lives last thursday and my life has officially changed! (&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;no I'm not pregnant. DEATH is not a GOOD change, because that would KILL ME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;) Anyway, I will write more about this building block at a later date, but I'm just waiting to see where the blocks will fall. I think this could be the best thing that could have happened at this time. Time will tell :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8986373194766053250-3103923372277419763?l=emilylarae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilylarae.blogspot.com/feeds/3103923372277419763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8986373194766053250&amp;postID=3103923372277419763&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986373194766053250/posts/default/3103923372277419763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986373194766053250/posts/default/3103923372277419763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilylarae.blogspot.com/2011/02/seriously-so-blessed.html' title='seriously, so blessed!'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12959061443331506234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PXcBF44hhrg/SvMRme8sUeI/AAAAAAAAARI/aGJUYMG0pMs/S220/Wedding+Day+045.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986373194766053250.post-8814661390084199525</id><published>2011-02-22T12:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-22T12:31:06.087-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='things i love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='missing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>a little letter</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;adam&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;hi brother!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;its been a long time since i talked to you. you know, for real.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i miss you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i was thinking about you the other day.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i wish you were here.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i wish i could see you cuddle liam the way that chad does.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you would like him.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;he's a funny little guy.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;how are you doing?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;any good stories?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i have a few.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;so i quit my job at walmart. sigh of relief for both of us right? that place was the pits.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and now i stay at home with baby.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;all the time.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;will it always hurt me that you are gone?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i mean, i know i'll see you someday but it feels &lt;/em&gt;so&lt;em&gt; long.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i want a one of your big hugs!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;miss you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;love you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;em&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8986373194766053250-8814661390084199525?l=emilylarae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilylarae.blogspot.com/feeds/8814661390084199525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8986373194766053250&amp;postID=8814661390084199525&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986373194766053250/posts/default/8814661390084199525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986373194766053250/posts/default/8814661390084199525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilylarae.blogspot.com/2011/02/little-letter.html' title='a little letter'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12959061443331506234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PXcBF44hhrg/SvMRme8sUeI/AAAAAAAAARI/aGJUYMG0pMs/S220/Wedding+Day+045.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986373194766053250.post-8986114320073796945</id><published>2011-02-08T16:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-08T16:05:17.907-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='things i love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='him'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby'/><title type='text'>my baby keeps grabbing my hand</title><content type='html'>and then clicking on the mouse pad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sooooo cute!!!! what a little nugget he is! i sure like him. and his attempts to hold up his head and its so funny when he thinks he can sit up, but he really can't. ADORABLE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND HIS HAIR IS TURNING REDDISH!!!!! (can you tell that i'm COMPLETELY elated about that?) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and he is turning into daddy's number one cuddle buddy. without fail, he will fall asleep when &lt;em&gt;husband&lt;/em&gt; holds him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PXcBF44hhrg/TVHKxfPX6xI/AAAAAAAAAl4/nnIcUfFkZYs/s1600/IMG_0989.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PXcBF44hhrg/TVHKxfPX6xI/AAAAAAAAAl4/nnIcUfFkZYs/s320/IMG_0989.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PXcBF44hhrg/TVHK2wUZ4WI/AAAAAAAAAl8/qfL9t7j9COQ/s1600/IMG_0991.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PXcBF44hhrg/TVHK2wUZ4WI/AAAAAAAAAl8/qfL9t7j9COQ/s320/IMG_0991.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;and I just keep selling things on Etsy!!! I really hope I can get up to one or two items each day. then i really won't have to go back to work. the thought of that really just makes me nauseous. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;and summer is coming which means my departure from logan is coming closer and closer! HOORAY!!!!!! i am so ready to move away from here. in fact, i've been ready since my last semester of school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;and life is good!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PXcBF44hhrg/TVHK9f6ShEI/AAAAAAAAAmA/1P563IFr8Bw/s1600/IMG_0547.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PXcBF44hhrg/TVHK9f6ShEI/AAAAAAAAAmA/1P563IFr8Bw/s320/IMG_0547.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;ps &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;dear &lt;em&gt;husband&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;will you pretty please take me back here?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;i want to go&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;and run away and never come back!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;thanks&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;love,&lt;em&gt; lady&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8986373194766053250-8986114320073796945?l=emilylarae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilylarae.blogspot.com/feeds/8986114320073796945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8986373194766053250&amp;postID=8986114320073796945&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986373194766053250/posts/default/8986114320073796945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986373194766053250/posts/default/8986114320073796945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilylarae.blogspot.com/2011/02/my-baby-keeps-grabbing-my-hand.html' title='my baby keeps grabbing my hand'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12959061443331506234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PXcBF44hhrg/SvMRme8sUeI/AAAAAAAAARI/aGJUYMG0pMs/S220/Wedding+Day+045.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PXcBF44hhrg/TVHKxfPX6xI/AAAAAAAAAl4/nnIcUfFkZYs/s72-c/IMG_0989.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986373194766053250.post-3773201714664922568</id><published>2011-01-27T16:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-27T16:26:20.512-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Hi everyone!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;It's me, Liam. I just thought I would let you all know whats happened since I showed up two months ago. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PXcBF44hhrg/TUH9GmSSMQI/AAAAAAAAAlI/8lpB5rT6fcE/s1600/100_1529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" s5="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PXcBF44hhrg/TUH9GmSSMQI/AAAAAAAAAlI/8lpB5rT6fcE/s320/100_1529.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I had lots of gassy smiles&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PXcBF44hhrg/TUH9KnhemJI/AAAAAAAAAlM/wBpzL_TdVB4/s1600/100_1540.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" s5="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PXcBF44hhrg/TUH9KnhemJI/AAAAAAAAAlM/wBpzL_TdVB4/s320/100_1540.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;and looked at the christmas lights every day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PXcBF44hhrg/TUH9NNxbh-I/AAAAAAAAAlQ/0YTNiIyQMHw/s1600/100_1537.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" s5="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PXcBF44hhrg/TUH9NNxbh-I/AAAAAAAAAlQ/0YTNiIyQMHw/s320/100_1537.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I tried to wake up, but I was just so tired!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PXcBF44hhrg/TUH9QmKEzXI/AAAAAAAAAlU/BjGH_ey0FTU/s1600/100_1610.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" s5="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PXcBF44hhrg/TUH9QmKEzXI/AAAAAAAAAlU/BjGH_ey0FTU/s320/100_1610.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PXcBF44hhrg/TUH-cwW9_9I/AAAAAAAAAlw/NgPgfQMs9lU/s1600/000_0004.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" s5="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PXcBF44hhrg/TUH-cwW9_9I/AAAAAAAAAlw/NgPgfQMs9lU/s320/000_0004.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I learned that bath time is awesome!&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/_PXcBF44hhrg/TUH9T3E8AgI/AAAAAAAAAlY/-Ur_dH1-9W8/s1600/000_0001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" s5="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PXcBF44hhrg/TUH9T3E8AgI/AAAAAAAAAlY/-Ur_dH1-9W8/s320/000_0001.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I met my great-grandma,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PXcBF44hhrg/TUH9VlQOf9I/AAAAAAAAAlc/DmLFdTZvRI0/s1600/000_0002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" s5="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PXcBF44hhrg/TUH9VlQOf9I/AAAAAAAAAlc/DmLFdTZvRI0/s320/000_0002.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;and great-grandpa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PXcBF44hhrg/TUH9XhXuw8I/AAAAAAAAAlg/eUqQf-ZXYT8/s1600/100_1646.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" s5="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PXcBF44hhrg/TUH9XhXuw8I/AAAAAAAAAlg/eUqQf-ZXYT8/s320/100_1646.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My dad blessed me in his parents ward&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PXcBF44hhrg/TUH9Zi9LzMI/AAAAAAAAAlk/GYBZJlLhcAA/s1600/100_1650.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" s5="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PXcBF44hhrg/TUH9Zi9LzMI/AAAAAAAAAlk/GYBZJlLhcAA/s320/100_1650.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;and the whole family came to see me!&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/_PXcBF44hhrg/TUH9bZT0s-I/AAAAAAAAAlo/SrGicMv9hwc/s1600/100_1651.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" s5="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PXcBF44hhrg/TUH9bZT0s-I/AAAAAAAAAlo/SrGicMv9hwc/s320/100_1651.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;and even though I really hated that hat, I was glad they came.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PXcBF44hhrg/TUH9dF-pXeI/AAAAAAAAAls/exbkrk_nIsM/s1600/IMG_0729.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" s5="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PXcBF44hhrg/TUH9dF-pXeI/AAAAAAAAAls/exbkrk_nIsM/s320/IMG_0729.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;﻿Whew, its been a real rough two months, I think I'll take another nap!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8986373194766053250-3773201714664922568?l=emilylarae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilylarae.blogspot.com/feeds/3773201714664922568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8986373194766053250&amp;postID=3773201714664922568&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986373194766053250/posts/default/3773201714664922568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986373194766053250/posts/default/3773201714664922568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilylarae.blogspot.com/2011/01/hi-everyone-its-me-liam.html' title=''/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12959061443331506234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PXcBF44hhrg/SvMRme8sUeI/AAAAAAAAARI/aGJUYMG0pMs/S220/Wedding+Day+045.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PXcBF44hhrg/TUH9GmSSMQI/AAAAAAAAAlI/8lpB5rT6fcE/s72-c/100_1529.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986373194766053250.post-3543379678492918836</id><published>2011-01-14T10:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-14T10:30:31.594-07:00</updated><title type='text'>busy busy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I have been busy busy busy lately! I have decided that I really DO NOT want to go back to Walmart (*gasp*) and so I have been trying to come up with a different way to make some money. I always talk about how I want to use crafting to make some money, so I decided to set up a shop on etsy! I'm pretty excited about it and have been slowly working stocking up my store and now I just have to wait for people to check out my things and want to buy them! Now here's how you can help, all you lovely bloggers! Go to facebook and search for Dashing Little Darlings. Thats my business page. "Like" it and if you are feeling generous, spread the love to your friends too!!! Also, head over to etsy to my shop and check it out. Maybe you'll see something you like!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PXcBF44hhrg/TTCGo7zRq9I/AAAAAAAAAk4/teYjiMnffuQ/s1600/IMG_0742.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PXcBF44hhrg/TTCGo7zRq9I/AAAAAAAAAk4/teYjiMnffuQ/s320/IMG_0742.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PXcBF44hhrg/TTCGvgy5-YI/AAAAAAAAAlA/6hH0T3bZuHA/s1600/IMG_0808.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PXcBF44hhrg/TTCGvgy5-YI/AAAAAAAAAlA/6hH0T3bZuHA/s320/IMG_0808.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PXcBF44hhrg/TTCGmKeC0EI/AAAAAAAAAk0/ReTkGCddET8/s1600/IMG_0747.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PXcBF44hhrg/TTCGmKeC0EI/AAAAAAAAAk0/ReTkGCddET8/s320/IMG_0747.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Just a few of the things I have made for my etsy shop!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PXcBF44hhrg/TTCGrMst--I/AAAAAAAAAk8/dKnfMet1ub4/s1600/IMG_0756.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PXcBF44hhrg/TTCGrMst--I/AAAAAAAAAk8/dKnfMet1ub4/s320/IMG_0756.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Also, I do believe I have found a job! I have a friend who worked at Qwest with me who now works for a company called Rise. Well I ran into her at the gym the other day and she asked me if I was going back to Walmart and I told her how all I want to do is work during the day a few days a week. Then she told me that all she is needing right now is some day time help!!! So I sent her an email and she is going to be getting in touch with me soon! I'm so excited about this!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; 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/8986373194766053250-3543379678492918836?l=emilylarae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilylarae.blogspot.com/feeds/3543379678492918836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8986373194766053250&amp;postID=3543379678492918836&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986373194766053250/posts/default/3543379678492918836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986373194766053250/posts/default/3543379678492918836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilylarae.blogspot.com/2011/01/busy-busy.html' title='busy busy'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12959061443331506234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PXcBF44hhrg/SvMRme8sUeI/AAAAAAAAARI/aGJUYMG0pMs/S220/Wedding+Day+045.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PXcBF44hhrg/TTCGo7zRq9I/AAAAAAAAAk4/teYjiMnffuQ/s72-c/IMG_0742.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986373194766053250.post-1862263818483318576</id><published>2011-01-11T22:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-11T22:10:47.939-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i love him</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PXcBF44hhrg/TS03RUbKiWI/AAAAAAAAAks/EPUESGLg9Dg/s1600/IMG_0730.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PXcBF44hhrg/TS03RUbKiWI/AAAAAAAAAks/EPUESGLg9Dg/s400/IMG_0730.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PXcBF44hhrg/TS03KDhR63I/AAAAAAAAAkk/zJK_dfqKexA/s1600/IMG_0731.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PXcBF44hhrg/TS03KDhR63I/AAAAAAAAAkk/zJK_dfqKexA/s400/IMG_0731.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;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PXcBF44hhrg/TS03LjneqfI/AAAAAAAAAko/NBSnQnscRV8/s1600/IMG_0735.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PXcBF44hhrg/TS03LjneqfI/AAAAAAAAAko/NBSnQnscRV8/s400/IMG_0735.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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 style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; 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/8986373194766053250-1862263818483318576?l=emilylarae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilylarae.blogspot.com/feeds/1862263818483318576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8986373194766053250&amp;postID=1862263818483318576&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986373194766053250/posts/default/1862263818483318576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986373194766053250/posts/default/1862263818483318576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilylarae.blogspot.com/2011/01/i-love-him.html' title='i love him'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12959061443331506234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PXcBF44hhrg/SvMRme8sUeI/AAAAAAAAARI/aGJUYMG0pMs/S220/Wedding+Day+045.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PXcBF44hhrg/TS03RUbKiWI/AAAAAAAAAks/EPUESGLg9Dg/s72-c/IMG_0730.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986373194766053250.post-6242996402561564625</id><published>2011-01-11T21:45:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-11T21:45:51.349-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm happy to report that since December 30th I have lost 3 pounds. When I told Darrell that it didn't seem like that much he cheerfully reminded me that 3 pounds equals 12 cubes of butter. ALRIGHT!!! I love the food comparisons. They definitely make it all seem worth it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8986373194766053250-6242996402561564625?l=emilylarae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilylarae.blogspot.com/feeds/6242996402561564625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8986373194766053250&amp;postID=6242996402561564625&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986373194766053250/posts/default/6242996402561564625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986373194766053250/posts/default/6242996402561564625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilylarae.blogspot.com/2011/01/im-happy-to-report-that-since-december.html' title=''/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12959061443331506234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PXcBF44hhrg/SvMRme8sUeI/AAAAAAAAARI/aGJUYMG0pMs/S220/Wedding+Day+045.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986373194766053250.post-1586166956955011708</id><published>2010-12-29T11:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-29T11:58:35.633-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Here's to Happiness!!</title><content type='html'>Today I'm feeling pretty happy. Nothing in particular, just life itself :) So in light of the fact that I'm happy, I'm going to write you a list of things that make me happy today. And hey, since I like to hear what makes others happy, PLEASE! tell me what makes you happy too!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I have a wonderful &lt;em&gt;husband&lt;/em&gt; who takes care of my beautfiul &lt;em&gt;little boy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Being able to run on the treadmill again&lt;br /&gt;3. Sleeping on my stomach!!!!! (heaven on earth I swear!)&lt;br /&gt;4. Diet Coke. Yum yum.&lt;br /&gt;5. Brand new sheets from Ikea.&lt;br /&gt;6. Knowing that &lt;em&gt;husband&lt;/em&gt; only has ONE more semester and then we can &lt;em&gt;hopefully&lt;/em&gt; move out of Logan!&lt;br /&gt;7. Having Goals&lt;br /&gt;8. Reading good books&lt;br /&gt;9. Spending the whole day with &lt;em&gt;husband&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp; on his day off!&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/_PXcBF44hhrg/TRuEbw3B4XI/AAAAAAAAAkc/_uqqtzgpk64/s1600/100_1609.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PXcBF44hhrg/TRuEbw3B4XI/AAAAAAAAAkc/_uqqtzgpk64/s400/100_1609.JPG" width="400" /&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 class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;10. These two boys. The best people in the world!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8986373194766053250-1586166956955011708?l=emilylarae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilylarae.blogspot.com/feeds/1586166956955011708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8986373194766053250&amp;postID=1586166956955011708&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986373194766053250/posts/default/1586166956955011708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986373194766053250/posts/default/1586166956955011708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilylarae.blogspot.com/2010/12/heres-to-happiness.html' title='Here&apos;s to Happiness!!'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12959061443331506234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PXcBF44hhrg/SvMRme8sUeI/AAAAAAAAARI/aGJUYMG0pMs/S220/Wedding+Day+045.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PXcBF44hhrg/TRuEbw3B4XI/AAAAAAAAAkc/_uqqtzgpk64/s72-c/100_1609.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986373194766053250.post-396193348501500497</id><published>2010-12-22T12:10:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-22T12:10:42.320-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PXcBF44hhrg/TRJND1eaj8I/AAAAAAAAAkU/w8En1nb07N0/s1600/100_1556.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PXcBF44hhrg/TRJND1eaj8I/AAAAAAAAAkU/w8En1nb07N0/s640/100_1556.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i love the squishy baby face!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8986373194766053250-396193348501500497?l=emilylarae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilylarae.blogspot.com/feeds/396193348501500497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8986373194766053250&amp;postID=396193348501500497&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986373194766053250.post-4671053476469535375</id><published>2010-12-20T13:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-20T13:38:29.825-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='goal'/><title type='text'>and it may be small</title><content type='html'>but i ran for six minutes straight today at the gym.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah yeah, thats not very long but i haven't done that since about may. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sooooo i feel pretty good about it :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8986373194766053250-4671053476469535375?l=emilylarae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilylarae.blogspot.com/feeds/4671053476469535375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8986373194766053250&amp;postID=4671053476469535375&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986373194766053250/posts/default/4671053476469535375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986373194766053250/posts/default/4671053476469535375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilylarae.blogspot.com/2010/12/and-it-may-be-small.html' title='and it may be small'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12959061443331506234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PXcBF44hhrg/SvMRme8sUeI/AAAAAAAAARI/aGJUYMG0pMs/S220/Wedding+Day+045.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986373194766053250.post-7556234977370072523</id><published>2010-12-17T21:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-17T21:14:10.385-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='things i love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christmas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby'/><title type='text'>oh christmas tree</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PXcBF44hhrg/TQw0paZbQ7I/AAAAAAAAAkQ/If3TkxrNTcE/s1600/Picnik+collage.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PXcBF44hhrg/TQw0paZbQ7I/AAAAAAAAAkQ/If3TkxrNTcE/s640/Picnik+collage.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;little boy&lt;/em&gt; just can't stop staring at the lights&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and lets be honest,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;i just can't stop staring at him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8986373194766053250-7556234977370072523?l=emilylarae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilylarae.blogspot.com/feeds/7556234977370072523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8986373194766053250&amp;postID=7556234977370072523&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link 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width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986373194766053250.post-44378461486094461</id><published>2010-12-17T19:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-17T19:08:39.132-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='things i love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='secret'/><title type='text'>*secret*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;remember when i talked about my little &lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://emilylarae.blogspot.com/2010/04/secret.html"&gt;secret&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i like having &lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;secrets&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;i think its kinda fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i still have one,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but i can't even begin to explain the wonder of it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i see this &lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;secret&lt;/span&gt; day and night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i get to cuddle it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and love it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and hold it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;its the best &lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;secret&lt;/span&gt; in the world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;don't you just love your little &lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;secrets&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;﻿&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8986373194766053250-44378461486094461?l=emilylarae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilylarae.blogspot.com/feeds/44378461486094461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8986373194766053250&amp;postID=44378461486094461&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986373194766053250/posts/default/44378461486094461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986373194766053250/posts/default/44378461486094461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilylarae.blogspot.com/2010/12/secret.html' title='*secret*'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12959061443331506234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PXcBF44hhrg/SvMRme8sUeI/AAAAAAAAARI/aGJUYMG0pMs/S220/Wedding+Day+045.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986373194766053250.post-1568062150863069172</id><published>2010-12-14T23:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-14T23:54:00.716-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='things i love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='good things'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby'/><title type='text'>how can you be mad</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;that you woke up at six in the morning when its to this precious little face?&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/_PXcBF44hhrg/TQhltfXsfTI/AAAAAAAAAkE/Eb8svRGs5tk/s1600/156789_460586986159_604271159_6042764_7085423_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PXcBF44hhrg/TQhltfXsfTI/AAAAAAAAAkE/Eb8svRGs5tk/s400/156789_460586986159_604271159_6042764_7085423_n.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;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PXcBF44hhrg/TQhlvT3YhTI/AAAAAAAAAkI/yD8PpsSlMo8/s1600/76179_460326811159_604271159_6039496_6189170_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PXcBF44hhrg/TQhlvT3YhTI/AAAAAAAAAkI/yD8PpsSlMo8/s400/76179_460326811159_604271159_6039496_6189170_n.jpg" width="400" /&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 class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;and how could you possible resist bath time when you get to hold this little nugget?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PXcBF44hhrg/TQhlwT6mVII/AAAAAAAAAkM/zT6Y3uumj0U/s1600/liam.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PXcBF44hhrg/TQhlwT6mVII/AAAAAAAAAkM/zT6Y3uumj0U/s400/liam.jpg" width="400" /&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 class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;oh how i love this little boy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8986373194766053250-1568062150863069172?l=emilylarae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilylarae.blogspot.com/feeds/1568062150863069172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8986373194766053250&amp;postID=1568062150863069172&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986373194766053250/posts/default/1568062150863069172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986373194766053250/posts/default/1568062150863069172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilylarae.blogspot.com/2010/12/how-can-you-be-mad.html' title='how can you be mad'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12959061443331506234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PXcBF44hhrg/SvMRme8sUeI/AAAAAAAAARI/aGJUYMG0pMs/S220/Wedding+Day+045.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PXcBF44hhrg/TQhltfXsfTI/AAAAAAAAAkE/Eb8svRGs5tk/s72-c/156789_460586986159_604271159_6042764_7085423_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986373194766053250.post-2588989492505916722</id><published>2010-12-07T16:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-07T16:46:01.135-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='goal'/><title type='text'>goal</title><content type='html'>remember&amp;nbsp;back in march-ish when i had that goal? the one to lose weight? well i'm happy to say that i had a successful go around the first time and in total i lost 15 pounds. good thing too. and now that i'm no longer pregnant, i'm going to continue on in my efforts of losing weight. since i had &lt;em&gt;little boy&lt;/em&gt; i have lost 23 pounds. which puts me almost back to where i very first started way back in march. totally do-able. and i went to the gym yesterday and oh boy am i excited to start running again!!! i'll make sure to let you know how it goes!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8986373194766053250-2588989492505916722?l=emilylarae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilylarae.blogspot.com/feeds/2588989492505916722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8986373194766053250&amp;postID=2588989492505916722&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986373194766053250/posts/default/2588989492505916722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986373194766053250/posts/default/2588989492505916722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilylarae.blogspot.com/2010/12/goal.html' title='goal'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12959061443331506234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PXcBF44hhrg/SvMRme8sUeI/AAAAAAAAARI/aGJUYMG0pMs/S220/Wedding+Day+045.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986373194766053250.post-1722955319877602666</id><published>2010-12-06T00:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-06T00:59:32.306-07:00</updated><title type='text'>today</title><content type='html'>today was a day. quite a day in fact.&lt;br /&gt;today i got pooped on. not just any poop, oh no. it was a projectile poop. &lt;br /&gt;quite a sight to behold really. this little being with a poop shooting out of him, toward me.&lt;br /&gt;shocking. &lt;br /&gt;i laughed. hard. so hard that i couldn't do anything when he started to pee all over me.&lt;br /&gt;classy, classy little guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then tonight, the day just got better.&lt;br /&gt;he ate. and ate. and ate. and i patted him on the back.&lt;br /&gt;and then i heard it. a gurgle sound in his stomache. and then he looked at me and opened his mouth and&lt;br /&gt;vomit.&lt;br /&gt;all over him, and me and our poor couch that might never recover from this little addition to our home.&lt;br /&gt;and this time i felt so bad cause it got all over his little precious face and up his nose.&lt;br /&gt;so sad. and he cried the most pathetic cry i have ever heard come out of his adorable little mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quite the day indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i wouldn't trade it for anything.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8986373194766053250-1722955319877602666?l=emilylarae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilylarae.blogspot.com/feeds/1722955319877602666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8986373194766053250&amp;postID=1722955319877602666&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986373194766053250/posts/default/1722955319877602666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986373194766053250/posts/default/1722955319877602666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilylarae.blogspot.com/2010/12/today.html' title='today'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12959061443331506234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PXcBF44hhrg/SvMRme8sUeI/AAAAAAAAARI/aGJUYMG0pMs/S220/Wedding+Day+045.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986373194766053250.post-7653637751941883244</id><published>2010-12-03T22:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-03T22:48:59.539-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='things i love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='missing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='letters'/><title type='text'>a little letter</title><content type='html'>dear adam:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey there brother! so, as you know, i had my baby. he's amazingly beautiful. i'm jealous that you got to know him before i ever did. you're pretty lucky. and he's lucky. he got to know you. i look at that perfect baby and i get scared. i get afraid that the world is going to get him just like it got you. i hope you'll watch over him. help him. keep the world away from him. i'm not as strong as mom is and i can't... just... can't. so be there. i wish you were here to hold him. and kiss him. and love him. i miss you.&lt;br /&gt;love you,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;emily&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8986373194766053250-7653637751941883244?l=emilylarae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilylarae.blogspot.com/feeds/7653637751941883244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PXcBF44hhrg/SvMRme8sUeI/AAAAAAAAARI/aGJUYMG0pMs/S220/Wedding+Day+045.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986373194766053250.post-5433894527664992094</id><published>2010-12-02T19:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T19:08:59.408-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm so frustrated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so. so. so. frustrated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;husband has been working at walmart for the last six months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;glamorous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know. we were a walmart couple. kinda sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alas. a paycheck is a paycheck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. management in that place is completely ridiculous. disgusting. deceitful. liars. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you get the picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and they won't just own up to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now i feel guilty because i'm afraid that because-shame on me- i had the nerve to have a baby right before thanksging, husband has now missed out on a promotion. how could i do such a thing right? yeah. thanks a lot walmart.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8986373194766053250-5433894527664992094?l=emilylarae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilylarae.blogspot.com/feeds/5433894527664992094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8986373194766053250&amp;postID=5433894527664992094&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986373194766053250/posts/default/5433894527664992094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986373194766053250/posts/default/5433894527664992094'/><link rel='alternate' 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never want to face what she has.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she had her baby boy on october 24th. there were some complications during delivery and he was placed in the intensive care unit. it seemed he was making a recovery and was taken from intensive care and off all machines, but today she posted on facebook that he passed away in his sleep last night. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i would die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm crying for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i look at my beautiful baby and think of how silly our four day stint in the intensive care is compared to what she had to go through. having someone so little hooked up to all the moniters is terrible and horrible and heartbreaking to see. but the difference is my baby is now home and&amp;nbsp;cuddled up sleeping and hers isn't.i'm so heartbroken for her and &amp;nbsp;i feel pretty blessed that my situation didn't turn out differently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have so much&amp;nbsp;to be thankful for.&lt;div 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heartbroken.'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12959061443331506234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PXcBF44hhrg/SvMRme8sUeI/AAAAAAAAARI/aGJUYMG0pMs/S220/Wedding+Day+045.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986373194766053250.post-6051245348277161044</id><published>2010-11-20T09:23:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-20T09:28:19.135-07:00</updated><title type='text'>new</title><content type='html'>i have something new.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its not a toy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its much much better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my little baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;liam james&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;born 11/19/2010, 6 lbs 9 oz. 20 inches long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;brown (kinda curly) hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;looks like his papa with his mammas nose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;currently resides in the nicu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we can't wait for him to be let out.&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/_PXcBF44hhrg/TOf3AU4BDpI/AAAAAAAAAj8/HFN2ZrIZxxA/s1600/1120100812.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PXcBF44hhrg/TOf3AU4BDpI/AAAAAAAAAj8/HFN2ZrIZxxA/s640/1120100812.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&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/8986373194766053250-6051245348277161044?l=emilylarae.blogspot.com' 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title='ack'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12959061443331506234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PXcBF44hhrg/SvMRme8sUeI/AAAAAAAAARI/aGJUYMG0pMs/S220/Wedding+Day+045.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986373194766053250.post-4607428742713783396</id><published>2010-11-08T22:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-08T22:10:04.857-07:00</updated><title type='text'>what a real housewife does...</title><content type='html'>sometimes i get bored when husband is at work and i'm home alone at night. sometimes i might have nothing better to do than to watch tv that is totally mindless and silly. sometimes i might watch the oxygen channel which runs shows like "the real housewives of atlanta." sometimes i might do that. and sometimes i might really wish i had someone to tell my thoughts to while watching said guilty pleasure. and then i realize i have a blog and what better place than that? none. thats where. so if you've never watched this show&amp;nbsp;before don't worry, you aren't missing anything at all. but basically it follows six or seven over-privilaged, rich&amp;nbsp;women who live in various cities (l.a., washinton d.c., atlanta, new jersey). its hilariously ridiculous. they don't live in the real world, which is probably what makes it so funny for me to watch.&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/_PXcBF44hhrg/TNjXZyitpNI/AAAAAAAAAj4/H-3BuX9lRHk/s1600/The-Real-Housewives-of-Atlanta-Season-3.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="291" px="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PXcBF44hhrg/TNjXZyitpNI/AAAAAAAAAj4/H-3BuX9lRHk/s400/The-Real-Housewives-of-Atlanta-Season-3.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(hahahahaha aren't they so classy? hahahahaha)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;why can't your adorable little girl get a baseball chair? or that football one? thats so cute!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my running thoughts upon watching "the real housewives of atlanta"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ne-ne: "shut up! chicks from the hood don't know who they pregnant by but know when they baby comin'"&lt;br /&gt;me:&amp;nbsp;HAHAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what full grown women go bra shopping together and show them off together?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ha sheree. you're a lady? try you're a gold digger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh my. this conversation is our of control.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to be a black lady. they are good fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a gucci diaper bag? are you serious? so what do you do when baby pukes on your leather bag? i think you &lt;br /&gt;might kill your baby. that purchase sounds liek child abuse waiting to happen. seriously. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;holy moly kandy... your hair is crazy. and waaay to red for&amp;nbsp; an older lady to be sporting. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is she crying? she has had too much surgery... you&amp;nbsp;can't see emotion on that face. crazy lady.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh my gosh. she can't sing at all. please stop now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats all i got. once again... sorry if you haven't ever seen the show, but like i said. so. bored. right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and i'm still pregnant in case you were wondering. not that i was expecting the baby or anything, we're still over two weeks out from my due date but i still am. and i think he is breaking one of my ribs. literally. breaking it. it hurts all the way around my middle. so hopefully that isn't happening.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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does...'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12959061443331506234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PXcBF44hhrg/SvMRme8sUeI/AAAAAAAAARI/aGJUYMG0pMs/S220/Wedding+Day+045.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PXcBF44hhrg/TNjXZyitpNI/AAAAAAAAAj4/H-3BuX9lRHk/s72-c/The-Real-Housewives-of-Atlanta-Season-3.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986373194766053250.post-2021143930425067927</id><published>2010-11-04T10:43:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-04T10:43:49.537-06:00</updated><title type='text'>glamor less</title><content type='html'>being pregnant is the least glamorous thing ever. in real life, would i ever let some person see my overly stretched out belly on a weekly basis? no. in real life would my belly be stretched out? no. in real life would i be asked to pee in a cup weekly? no. in real life would i have heartburn if i looked at any from of food like substance? no. in real life i could walk, run, eat, and play like a normal person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;isn't it great?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;i&gt;hopefully&lt;/i&gt; three weeks(or there about) from today!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8986373194766053250-2021143930425067927?l=emilylarae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilylarae.blogspot.com/feeds/2021143930425067927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8986373194766053250&amp;postID=2021143930425067927&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='late'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='excited'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby'/><title type='text'>hope (ful)</title><content type='html'>you know that moment when life gets just a little bit too stressful to think about?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know, you start to think,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things are going great now but...&lt;br /&gt;how will this work when...&lt;br /&gt;what if i don't...&lt;br /&gt;what if you don't...&lt;br /&gt;what if we don't...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that moment?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the one that strikes at 2 in the morning after &lt;i&gt;husband &lt;/i&gt;just got home from work? and we're both so tired that it just happens? and it won't stop?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it seems that moment is followed by one that goes,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i found out that!!!!&lt;br /&gt;they said i could do!!!&lt;br /&gt;a year from now i could be!!!&lt;br /&gt;a year from now you will be!!!&lt;br /&gt;a year from now we will be!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then suddenly all hope is restored and all those fears just seem to melt away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really like those moments.&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/_PXcBF44hhrg/TMsIWHBKSGI/AAAAAAAAAj0/6lcMCHT7N6E/s1600/fall-leaves.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="425" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PXcBF44hhrg/TMsIWHBKSGI/AAAAAAAAAj0/6lcMCHT7N6E/s640/fall-leaves.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: i just love fall.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8986373194766053250-8624304316321327082?l=emilylarae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilylarae.blogspot.com/feeds/8624304316321327082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8986373194766053250&amp;postID=8624304316321327082&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986373194766053250/posts/default/8624304316321327082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986373194766053250/posts/default/8624304316321327082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilylarae.blogspot.com/2010/10/hope-ful.html' title='hope (ful)'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12959061443331506234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PXcBF44hhrg/SvMRme8sUeI/AAAAAAAAARI/aGJUYMG0pMs/S220/Wedding+Day+045.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PXcBF44hhrg/TMsIWHBKSGI/AAAAAAAAAj0/6lcMCHT7N6E/s72-c/fall-leaves.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986373194766053250.post-7005831938423941671</id><published>2010-10-20T12:03:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-20T12:03:00.242-06:00</updated><title type='text'>lesson</title><content type='html'>so yesterday around one in the afternoon i shockingly realized that i hadn't felt little baby move since the day before. at this point thats a very strange thing and i, understandably got quite nervous. well, panicked might be the more appropriate description of what i did. full blown break down if we want to be more specific. anyway, i called the doctors office and the told me what to do and that i should get back to them. well, i followed said instructions and nothing. it was like i was suddenly a very chubby version of myself because there was no movement at all. so i went in to the office and they hooked me up to a machine to monitor babies heart rate in conjunction with his movements. well he failed that test. so they had me do an ultra sound where they would be looking for certain movements (breathing motions in chest, core body motions, neck and foot motions) and he failed that test too. for 30 minutes we got to look at this image of a baby with a heart beat but not much else going on. so the doctor came in for the end of the test and let me know that he wanted me to go upstairs to labor and delivery and stay the night so they could do a very extended version of the first test and then in the morning do another ultra sound and if nothing would change they would deliver the baby. he might as well have said "tonight we'll have a sleep over and tell stories and then in the morning we're going to go out and get some ice cream" Seriously like the biggest news he could just give me and it was like nothing more than any ordinary day. so upstairs we go and check into the hospital. well it was a very long long night. i probably slept 2 hours max and the rest of the time i spent stressing out. awesome. and about midnight silly kid got the hiccups and then didn't stop moving the rest of the night. so i felt like it was totally pointless for me to be there anyway. so about 8:30 in the morning me and &lt;i&gt;husband&lt;/i&gt; head back downstairs to have the ultra sound and all i can think is that if baby stops moving now, i will be super mad. cause he'd pretty much been having his own little party in there all morning. luckily in like the first two minutes of the ultra sound he did every motion that he needed to. and the doctor showed up pretty quick (which was super nice cause it is his day off) and he lets me know that i did indeed do the right thing and come in and that he was going to be able to let me go home. so away we went, into the freezing cold morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so here's what i learned:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even though i haven't ever met this kid, i know nothing about him, he almost doesn't seem real... if anything were to happen to him and he didn't make it, i would be pretty devastated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that being said, i am completely happy to let him hang out in me for as long as possible. i don't want him out yet, i am definitely not ready for that addition!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and no matter how much i complain and whine and grumble about little feet (cause we checked, they are his feet) pushing up into my rib cage, it is probably the best feeling in the whole entire world because i know that my little guy is doing exactly what he needs. living.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8986373194766053250-7005831938423941671?l=emilylarae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilylarae.blogspot.com/feeds/7005831938423941671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8986373194766053250&amp;postID=7005831938423941671&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986373194766053250/posts/default/7005831938423941671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986373194766053250/posts/default/7005831938423941671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilylarae.blogspot.com/2010/10/lesson.html' title='lesson'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12959061443331506234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PXcBF44hhrg/SvMRme8sUeI/AAAAAAAAARI/aGJUYMG0pMs/S220/Wedding+Day+045.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986373194766053250.post-967942750875186418</id><published>2010-10-17T17:26:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-17T17:26:59.287-06:00</updated><title type='text'>just one more reason...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;...why my husband is the best and i wouldn't trade him for anything in the world.&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PXcBF44hhrg/TLuGFhdvrZI/AAAAAAAAAjw/2zvpAMaPyYo/s1600/100_1504%5B1%5D" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PXcBF44hhrg/TLuGFhdvrZI/AAAAAAAAAjw/2zvpAMaPyYo/s400/100_1504%5B1%5D" width="400" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&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 class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;my "husband quality" pedicure.&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 style="text-align: center;"&gt;sure beats one from the salon, don't you think?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8986373194766053250-967942750875186418?l=emilylarae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilylarae.blogspot.com/feeds/967942750875186418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8986373194766053250&amp;postID=967942750875186418&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986373194766053250/posts/default/967942750875186418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986373194766053250/posts/default/967942750875186418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilylarae.blogspot.com/2010/10/just-one-more-reason.html' title='just one more reason...'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12959061443331506234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PXcBF44hhrg/SvMRme8sUeI/AAAAAAAAARI/aGJUYMG0pMs/S220/Wedding+Day+045.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PXcBF44hhrg/TLuGFhdvrZI/AAAAAAAAAjw/2zvpAMaPyYo/s72-c/100_1504%5B1%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986373194766053250.post-4268537262902162329</id><published>2010-10-14T22:34:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-14T22:34:43.958-06:00</updated><title type='text'>oh dreams</title><content type='html'>so right before i woke up today i had the &lt;i&gt;weirdest&lt;/i&gt; dream i have &lt;i&gt;ever&lt;/i&gt; had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at least that i can remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was at my parents old house and for some reason there was this baby there. i don't know where it came from but it was as happy as can be sitting in the trunk of their car. and they were just out in the yard. and then, somehow, i was talking on the phone to , get this, food. in the refrigerator. and the food was complaining about some of the other food. also in the refrigerator.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so. weird. and hilarious now that i think about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have decided that if this child breaks my ribs, i will be very put out. cause i swear... he is about to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i love october. and halloween and i'm going to gardner village next weekend and i'm so excited i could pee...&amp;nbsp; (although that just may be another glamorous side effect of pregnancy) and i will post pictures because its going to be "witches night out"!!!! (cindy? are you coming with? has my mom informed you of that plan?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life is good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8986373194766053250-4268537262902162329?l=emilylarae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilylarae.blogspot.com/feeds/4268537262902162329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8986373194766053250&amp;postID=4268537262902162329&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986373194766053250/posts/default/4268537262902162329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986373194766053250/posts/default/4268537262902162329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilylarae.blogspot.com/2010/10/oh-dreams.html' title='oh dreams'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12959061443331506234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PXcBF44hhrg/SvMRme8sUeI/AAAAAAAAARI/aGJUYMG0pMs/S220/Wedding+Day+045.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986373194766053250.post-5681820852140847385</id><published>2010-10-04T15:09:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-04T16:41:05.212-06:00</updated><title type='text'>admission</title><content type='html'>i must admit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if it weren't incredibly unhealthy,&lt;br /&gt;fattening,&lt;br /&gt;artery clogging,&lt;br /&gt;heart attack inducing,&lt;br /&gt;totally disgusting,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i would totally eat a big mac every single day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no lie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they make me happy,&lt;br /&gt;and i have yet to have one that didn't taste just exactly like i wanted it to.&lt;br /&gt;i'm lovin' it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8986373194766053250-5681820852140847385?l=emilylarae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilylarae.blogspot.com/feeds/5681820852140847385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8986373194766053250&amp;postID=5681820852140847385&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986373194766053250/posts/default/5681820852140847385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986373194766053250/posts/default/5681820852140847385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilylarae.blogspot.com/2010/10/admission.html' title='admission'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12959061443331506234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PXcBF44hhrg/SvMRme8sUeI/AAAAAAAAARI/aGJUYMG0pMs/S220/Wedding+Day+045.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986373194766053250.post-1290893229102659573</id><published>2010-09-19T17:14:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-19T17:14:04.085-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='that thing i do'/><title type='text'>oh no, what have i done!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PXcBF44hhrg/TJaY9bqGGcI/AAAAAAAAAjo/P8L9EmFJwIY/s1600/100_1480%5B1%5D" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PXcBF44hhrg/TJaY9bqGGcI/AAAAAAAAAjo/P8L9EmFJwIY/s400/100_1480%5B1%5D" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PXcBF44hhrg/TJaY7Q8oURI/AAAAAAAAAjg/6xpSe8WN9u8/s1600/100_1479%5B1%5D" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PXcBF44hhrg/TJaY7Q8oURI/AAAAAAAAAjg/6xpSe8WN9u8/s640/100_1479%5B1%5D" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;delicious. peach jam. yum. now... to do something with those frightening looking bananas...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8986373194766053250-1290893229102659573?l=emilylarae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilylarae.blogspot.com/feeds/1290893229102659573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8986373194766053250&amp;postID=1290893229102659573&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986373194766053250/posts/default/1290893229102659573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986373194766053250/posts/default/1290893229102659573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilylarae.blogspot.com/2010/09/oh-no-what-have-i-done.html' title='oh no, what have i done!'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12959061443331506234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PXcBF44hhrg/SvMRme8sUeI/AAAAAAAAARI/aGJUYMG0pMs/S220/Wedding+Day+045.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PXcBF44hhrg/TJaY9bqGGcI/AAAAAAAAAjo/P8L9EmFJwIY/s72-c/100_1480%5B1%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986373194766053250.post-2951403189096049434</id><published>2010-09-19T16:50:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-19T16:50:04.010-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='things i love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='missing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='letters'/><title type='text'>a little letter</title><content type='html'>hey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so it happened &lt;i&gt;again&lt;/i&gt;. this is getting ridiculous. so chad is learning to play the guitar. your guitar in fact. and he's learning to play blackbird. your song. and he's getting pretty good. and then today i'm sitting here listening to music and it comes on. and its beautiful. and it made me think of you. and then i started crying. so silly. thats okay. i don't mind too much. just as long as no one is around to see it happen. then i don't feel as embarrassed. anyway, thats all. i love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;em&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8986373194766053250-2951403189096049434?l=emilylarae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilylarae.blogspot.com/feeds/2951403189096049434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8986373194766053250&amp;postID=2951403189096049434&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986373194766053250/posts/default/2951403189096049434'/><link 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lady comes through my line and is telling me how she is just in town to run the marathon tomorrow. she's from la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"awesome" i say, "i want to run a marathon someday"&lt;br /&gt;"well you should look me up on google" she replies, "i would be an inspiration to you. i used to be obese too."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't make this stuff up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8986373194766053250-4639667559263609182?l=emilylarae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilylarae.blogspot.com/feeds/4639667559263609182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8986373194766053250&amp;postID=4639667559263609182&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986373194766053250/posts/default/4639667559263609182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986373194766053250/posts/default/4639667559263609182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilylarae.blogspot.com/2010/09/so-at-work-this-lady-comes-through-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12959061443331506234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PXcBF44hhrg/SvMRme8sUeI/AAAAAAAAARI/aGJUYMG0pMs/S220/Wedding+Day+045.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986373194766053250.post-3923066371042994669</id><published>2010-09-17T16:12:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-17T16:12:23.347-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='things i love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grandmas are the best'/><title type='text'>life's just peachy</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/_PXcBF44hhrg/TJPmtlthArI/AAAAAAAAAjY/-pRdNGqHFtc/s1600/100_1478%5B1%5D" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PXcBF44hhrg/TJPmtlthArI/AAAAAAAAAjY/-pRdNGqHFtc/s400/100_1478%5B1%5D" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I taught myself how to can peaches. It makes me happy. There is just something about those peaches that makes me think of being a little kid. Yum. Grilled cheese sandwiches and peaches at grandma's. That must be what it is. Anyway, sometimes I get a crazy whim and do it. For instance... Halloween blocks, scrap quilt...that sort of thing. Well the most recent is that I wanted to can my own peaches. So I did :) And it was great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PXcBF44hhrg/TJPmq-8UgqI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/6G4477-pM4I/s400/100_1474%5B1%5D" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Boiling away&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PXcBF44hhrg/TJPmq-8UgqI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/6G4477-pM4I/s1600/100_1474%5B1%5D" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PXcBF44hhrg/TJPmnpKQOWI/AAAAAAAAAjI/5k8wX7y455A/s1600/100_1473%5B1%5D" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PXcBF44hhrg/TJPmnpKQOWI/AAAAAAAAAjI/5k8wX7y455A/s400/100_1473%5B1%5D" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PXcBF44hhrg/TJPmk5IPbMI/AAAAAAAAAjA/XJJ3eSufuzM/s1600/100_1472%5B1%5D" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PXcBF44hhrg/TJPmk5IPbMI/AAAAAAAAAjA/XJJ3eSufuzM/s400/100_1472%5B1%5D" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love the fall!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8986373194766053250-3923066371042994669?l=emilylarae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilylarae.blogspot.com/feeds/3923066371042994669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8986373194766053250&amp;postID=3923066371042994669&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986373194766053250/posts/default/3923066371042994669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986373194766053250/posts/default/3923066371042994669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilylarae.blogspot.com/2010/09/lifes-just-peachy.html' title='life&apos;s just peachy'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12959061443331506234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PXcBF44hhrg/SvMRme8sUeI/AAAAAAAAARI/aGJUYMG0pMs/S220/Wedding+Day+045.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PXcBF44hhrg/TJPmtlthArI/AAAAAAAAAjY/-pRdNGqHFtc/s72-c/100_1478%5B1%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986373194766053250.post-6077052237878841797</id><published>2010-09-09T13:41:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-09T13:41:51.578-06:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm growing a giant.</title><content type='html'>at least thats what the doctor is starting to think.&lt;br /&gt;and i think i just suffered a major sugar crash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let me explain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so today i had a doctors appointment. today i also had to do a glucose test to check for diabetes. so i don't eat my breakfast like instructed. i begin drinking the drink by 9:15 like instructed. i finish by 9:20 like instructed and almost gagged cause i chugged and it tasted terrible. i arrive to my appointment at 10:20 sharp. and they made me wait for 25 minutes. which normally i wouldn't care but they also forgot to ask if/when i completed my glucose drink so they could draw my blood. they didn't. so they didn't draw it. so i sat there starving hungry and desperately wanting to eat something... anything... and they inform me that even though i did &lt;i&gt;everything&lt;/i&gt; just like they instructed i have to suffer through another drink. hooray. and all that sugar cause baby to have super heart rate. also fantastic. and then i came home and totally crashed. no more sugar for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and the doctor measured my belly again. last time i was 4 centimeters bigger than i should have been which i guess equals like 4 weeks of growth bigger... awesome. so i go today and i'm still bigger so now i get to go back in today and have another ultra sound to find out if i'm just growing a giant? or if there are two? (ack! probably not though hahaha) or if they have my due date wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have never disliked going to the doctor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just want things to be normal :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8986373194766053250-6077052237878841797?l=emilylarae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilylarae.blogspot.com/feeds/6077052237878841797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8986373194766053250&amp;postID=6077052237878841797&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986373194766053250/posts/default/6077052237878841797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986373194766053250/posts/default/6077052237878841797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilylarae.blogspot.com/2010/09/im-growing-giant.html' title='i&apos;m growing a giant.'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12959061443331506234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PXcBF44hhrg/SvMRme8sUeI/AAAAAAAAARI/aGJUYMG0pMs/S220/Wedding+Day+045.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986373194766053250.post-7876320110309403079</id><published>2010-09-05T23:56:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-05T23:57:11.436-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='things i love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='that thing i do'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>halloween halloween halloween</title><content type='html'>its my favorite for one reason only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i LOVE halloween decorations.&lt;br /&gt;love love love love love them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i made some decorations tonight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PXcBF44hhrg/TISBm_w-YxI/AAAAAAAAAig/LJUOc_dzQR0/s400/100_1466%5B1%5D" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PXcBF44hhrg/TISBkFDYxRI/AAAAAAAAAiY/Gl-8It7lhh8/s1600/100_1465%5B1%5D" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PXcBF44hhrg/TISBkFDYxRI/AAAAAAAAAiY/Gl-8It7lhh8/s400/100_1465%5B1%5D" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PXcBF44hhrg/TISBi1rMjdI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/lK9bJ_gm7EA/s1600/100_1462%5B1%5D" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PXcBF44hhrg/TISBptV90aI/AAAAAAAAAio/JwcIqIxaQ3E/s1600/100_1467%5B1%5D" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PXcBF44hhrg/TISBptV90aI/AAAAAAAAAio/JwcIqIxaQ3E/s400/100_1467%5B1%5D" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i decided to make these letter blocks. i'm going to put "boo" and "eek" on them eventually. thats the next step in the project. i love them!!! hooray for halloween!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8986373194766053250-7876320110309403079?l=emilylarae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilylarae.blogspot.com/feeds/7876320110309403079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8986373194766053250&amp;postID=7876320110309403079&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986373194766053250/posts/default/7876320110309403079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986373194766053250/posts/default/7876320110309403079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilylarae.blogspot.com/2010/09/halloween-halloween-halloween.html' title='halloween halloween halloween'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12959061443331506234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PXcBF44hhrg/SvMRme8sUeI/AAAAAAAAARI/aGJUYMG0pMs/S220/Wedding+Day+045.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PXcBF44hhrg/TISCnz9wOfI/AAAAAAAAAiw/wLj9IMK7SW4/s72-c/100_1463%5B1%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986373194766053250.post-784408803587813085</id><published>2010-09-02T22:41:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-02T22:43:31.457-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='songs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='things i love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>the perfect song</title><content type='html'>you know how it seems like you stumble on &lt;i&gt;the perfect song&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;it just fits life to a "t"&lt;br /&gt;and you might have heard it many times before&lt;br /&gt;but suddenly it just &lt;i&gt;fits?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;found it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its called by bad body double by my favorite ever imogen heap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a few of my fav lines...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She pops into the bathroom&lt;br /&gt;Just after a shower and&lt;br /&gt;She plays with my makeup and creams&lt;br /&gt;Keeps trying to look like me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And goes through the motions&lt;br /&gt;Posing this way and that,&lt;br /&gt;Holding it in,&lt;br /&gt;If it makes you feel better, then knock yourself out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say hi there to my bad body double&lt;br /&gt;This is my bad body double trouble&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's trouble&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I manage to lose her&lt;br /&gt;Shake her at a bar, in the gym for five minutes&lt;br /&gt;It feels so good to be back to my own self again&lt;br /&gt;Can get quite confusing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We look very similar except she's got some grays and&lt;br /&gt;a little extra weight on the sides&lt;br /&gt;And dimply thighs,&lt;br /&gt;I hear that stuff's a beast to get rid off&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;Can't shake her, &lt;br /&gt;Everywhere I go, &lt;br /&gt;I'm going to get rid&lt;br /&gt;of you once and for all...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;i love it. love it. its perfect. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8986373194766053250-784408803587813085?l=emilylarae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilylarae.blogspot.com/feeds/784408803587813085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8986373194766053250&amp;postID=784408803587813085&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986373194766053250/posts/default/784408803587813085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986373194766053250/posts/default/784408803587813085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilylarae.blogspot.com/2010/09/perfect-song.html' title='the perfect song'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12959061443331506234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PXcBF44hhrg/SvMRme8sUeI/AAAAAAAAARI/aGJUYMG0pMs/S220/Wedding+Day+045.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986373194766053250.post-7051891164386940004</id><published>2010-08-31T11:59:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-08-31T11:59:32.021-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='things i love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='missing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='letters'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='temple'/><title type='text'>a little letter</title><content type='html'>hey brother:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its been a while since my last letter. how are you doing? so at work the other day this kid came through my line. blond hair. kinda scruffy. he made this face and it looked just like a face you used to make. and i missed you. again. still. and then the other day i was going through some things and i found a handkerchief kyles mom made for me. it has your name embroidered on it. and she included a copy of your obituary. and it happened again. still. always. at bad times. and i cry. every time. but its good. cause i know you have some company right this very second. my little boy is with you. you better tell him nice things about me. or else. (thats kind of a bad threat cause &lt;i&gt;really,&lt;/i&gt; what can i even do to you? &lt;i&gt;really?&lt;/i&gt;) you know that tree? its &lt;b&gt;HUGE.&lt;/b&gt; you would be so proud. oh, we went to the temple. seeing your name on that little blue card was beyond weird. those aren't supposed to be people that you know. just strangers that died in like 1792 or something. not adam michael green april 27 1990. i didn't like it very much. but we were all there at the same time. you and everyone else. together just for a little while.anyway, i love you. keep being amazing. cause you always were and always will be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love, em&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8986373194766053250-7051891164386940004?l=emilylarae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilylarae.blogspot.com/feeds/7051891164386940004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8986373194766053250&amp;postID=7051891164386940004&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986373194766053250/posts/default/7051891164386940004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986373194766053250/posts/default/7051891164386940004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilylarae.blogspot.com/2010/08/little-letter.html' title='a little letter'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12959061443331506234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PXcBF44hhrg/SvMRme8sUeI/AAAAAAAAARI/aGJUYMG0pMs/S220/Wedding+Day+045.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
