tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-65042652603844227122024-02-08T09:22:57.690-06:00Mommy's Sippy CupTantrums and fits. Screaming baby and barking dog. Clean the house and try to work. That's where my good friend Vino comes in.Lift Like A Momhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07552886036133891736noreply@blogger.comBlogger441125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6504265260384422712.post-41642710958723110242012-08-07T15:20:00.003-05:002012-08-07T15:20:50.387-05:00ARE YOU KIDDING ME?!?As I was just about to write a post, I see my page like this. WHAT IN THE WORLD HAPPENED TO MY BLOG?! I can't express how freaking pissed off I am right now, and am taking it as a sign that my blogging days are over. All my images, my header that I designed and flippin paid for, is kaput.....<br />
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Please cross your fingers for me and pray to little 8 pound baby Jesus that I can figure this sucker out. <br />
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That is all for now.Lift Like A Momhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07552886036133891736noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6504265260384422712.post-83321594792549853032012-07-23T21:34:00.001-05:002012-07-23T21:34:17.853-05:00My Sweet BoyJust a few of my favorite pictures lately. Again, blogger hasn't been posting some of my posts :( Especially from my phone. Argh!<br />
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-Davis finished Soccer Tots 2 weeks ago, and I think he's ready to go pro. Watch out David...Davis is on board! He absolutely LOVED it. He did have a little problem when he was supposed to TAP the ball, and he would want to kick it full force. What can I say? He was in all the way.<br />
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-Michael is still absolutely obsessed (and I mean obsessed) with CrossFit. He is now in the process of building a CrossFit gym in the garage. This should be interesting. He constantly has huge blisters (like don't touch me with those things) on his hands, that now he drives like an eccentric old woman. Awesome.<br />
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-My work is going great. I absolutely love it and beyond enjoy what I'm doing. I'm hoping that things stay the way they are going, and just pray that it stays consistant. I've been doing 'Happy Hours' every few weeks at my home with other vendors to try and cross market and meet new people. I've been offering $15 off tans and free add ons when people bring a friend. I have to say, the cocktail I made last week was fabulous. Although, I didn't get to drink any since I was working. What?! Can you believe that? If you're in the Houston area, you should check it out!<br />
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-Houston is still going great. Better than great. Besides it being hotter than the devil's asshole here, I LOVE it. I have met some of the best people here that I just adore. I have a nice little circle of friends, girls for networking, and have made some really close friends already. I'm still loving living in the city, (even though I'm still shocked about it) and have to say adios to the suburbs for life. No bueno. There is so much to do here, especially in our area. Whether it's with Davis or places for just Michael and I to go. We have truly loved every moment here. Plus, who doesn't like riding their bike down the street for a glass of wine?! And dinner? And around the area?! I'm raising both hands, because I love it! :)<br />
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Children's Museum-Testing out their cars they made.</div>Lift Like A Momhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07552886036133891736noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6504265260384422712.post-43068209344633513642012-07-01T09:10:00.001-05:002012-07-01T10:33:28.454-05:00My Casa...finallyWe've been all settled in our home for about a month now, and I couldn't be more excited with it. Its my dream home x 100. Love, love, love and a little drool over it. I think I'm even more proud of it because I got to pick everything that went in here. I just crossed my fingers and hoped Michael liked everything I chose. And then figured, well, too late! He'll have to learn to love it :)<br />
Here's a few pictures of downstairs. And yes, the house was built to look old. Another reason why I drool over it. <br />
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Happy Sunday, everyone. Have a great day!<div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-QWsAFvosIa4/T_BaXYdwdoI/AAAAAAAACgk/rZiRgFpGex8/s640/blogger-image-655385890.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-QWsAFvosIa4/T_BaXYdwdoI/AAAAAAAACgk/rZiRgFpGex8/s640/blogger-image-655385890.jpg" /></a></div><div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-TwVsYHDk35E/T_BaUZ6lPxI/AAAAAAAACgE/lyVRKxksyKA/s640/blogger-image--205663638.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-TwVsYHDk35E/T_BaUZ6lPxI/AAAAAAAACgE/lyVRKxksyKA/s640/blogger-image--205663638.jpg" /></a></div><div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-84prTkW3Bfw/T_BaT0-W-rI/AAAAAAAACf8/Au1LLCI-NQU/s640/blogger-image--663469718.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-84prTkW3Bfw/T_BaT0-W-rI/AAAAAAAACf8/Au1LLCI-NQU/s640/blogger-image--663469718.jpg" /></a></div><div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-cSgKdWwJyQQ/T_BaYeW8ylI/AAAAAAAACg0/PSVcZRTji2g/s640/blogger-image-189607025.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-cSgKdWwJyQQ/T_BaYeW8ylI/AAAAAAAACg0/PSVcZRTji2g/s640/blogger-image-189607025.jpg" /></a></div><div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-XzIq5OTxm8Q/T_BaWcnnq5I/AAAAAAAACgU/TDzisSG-V0M/s640/blogger-image--1542671469.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-XzIq5OTxm8Q/T_BaWcnnq5I/AAAAAAAACgU/TDzisSG-V0M/s640/blogger-image--1542671469.jpg" /></a></div><div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-PtINrMcqTQM/T_BaYFhdzGI/AAAAAAAACgs/790gjLQ43DE/s640/blogger-image--139676087.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-PtINrMcqTQM/T_BaYFhdzGI/AAAAAAAACgs/790gjLQ43DE/s640/blogger-image--139676087.jpg" /></a></div><div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-YM6F5Mdp-UM/T_BaVTNdRPI/AAAAAAAACgM/E3RqBtdyzfk/s640/blogger-image-1267483714.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-YM6F5Mdp-UM/T_BaVTNdRPI/AAAAAAAACgM/E3RqBtdyzfk/s640/blogger-image-1267483714.jpg" /></a></div>Lift Like A Momhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07552886036133891736noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6504265260384422712.post-36968198945172022282012-06-18T20:41:00.001-05:002012-06-18T20:41:22.238-05:00Terrific TuesdayA boy and his best friend. <br />
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I absolutely love this picture. Davis just can't get enough of Dexter. He wakes up calling for him. They eat lunch together. They play together. Davis even gets mad at him like he's a person. Together, they are beyond precious. Anything to do with Dexter, Davis is on it. If new food gets put in the bowl without Davis helping, you bet your bottom it gets poured back out so that Davis can help. How dare I get the food. When the can for Dexter's treats is being opened, Davis will ruuuuun through the house, screaming, 'noooooooooo mama!' and stick his hand out. He has to give him the treat. I know! What was I thinking?!? <br />
These two absolutely melt my heart :)<div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-2tMMEZtpnQ4/T9_Yv2uCAyI/AAAAAAAACe8/iPkuS07lfic/s640/blogger-image-1968111017.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-2tMMEZtpnQ4/T9_Yv2uCAyI/AAAAAAAACe8/iPkuS07lfic/s640/blogger-image-1968111017.jpg" /></a></div>Lift Like A Momhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07552886036133891736noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6504265260384422712.post-8127692911189912582012-06-13T09:07:00.001-05:002012-06-13T09:07:35.974-05:00Birthday Month....WWI'm officially old. That's all I'm going to say. Just old. My birthday month (haha) will continue, these are pics so far. Since I'm on my phone, they are dinner with my dad, birthday celebration with friends, and LMFAO concert. That's right :)<br />
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Why the pictures end up like this is beyond me. Anyone else have this issue?? Argh!<br />
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FYI, my friend made my dress again. I know a few of you contacted her for your custom dress. Hope you love it!! She's amazing!! :)<div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-6Nvw4kOnSDE/T9ielt0TMnI/AAAAAAAACdE/9iS5pgnFHr0/s640/blogger-image-872976173.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-6Nvw4kOnSDE/T9ielt0TMnI/AAAAAAAACdE/9iS5pgnFHr0/s640/blogger-image-872976173.jpg" /></a></div><div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-HXBcZfWBB7Y/T9iema0Do2I/AAAAAAAACdM/LTOzicnUvsg/s640/blogger-image-520644268.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-HXBcZfWBB7Y/T9iema0Do2I/AAAAAAAACdM/LTOzicnUvsg/s640/blogger-image-520644268.jpg" /></a></div><div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-gXh3Kau9fQc/T9iem8R7I1I/AAAAAAAACdU/coTfBa16nC8/s640/blogger-image-31406083.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-gXh3Kau9fQc/T9iem8R7I1I/AAAAAAAACdU/coTfBa16nC8/s640/blogger-image-31406083.jpg" /></a></div><div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-sROXo9NwKi4/T9ieneAd1iI/AAAAAAAACdc/lqe4ggaCgTA/s640/blogger-image-510470127.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-sROXo9NwKi4/T9ieneAd1iI/AAAAAAAACdc/lqe4ggaCgTA/s640/blogger-image-510470127.jpg" /></a></div><div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-QDaMv7_k_3k/T9ien-5_aGI/AAAAAAAACdk/K0xMzCgVYoo/s640/blogger-image--97743045.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-QDaMv7_k_3k/T9ien-5_aGI/AAAAAAAACdk/K0xMzCgVYoo/s640/blogger-image--97743045.jpg" /></a></div><div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-5KJxua6cVGU/T9ieoqiK-UI/AAAAAAAACds/XURp-fF9Bn8/s640/blogger-image-121389324.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-5KJxua6cVGU/T9ieoqiK-UI/AAAAAAAACds/XURp-fF9Bn8/s640/blogger-image-121389324.jpg" /></a></div><div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-in1sItpSrrY/T9iepaDjhkI/AAAAAAAACd0/Ow97myjQ1CM/s640/blogger-image-2042835015.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-in1sItpSrrY/T9iepaDjhkI/AAAAAAAACd0/Ow97myjQ1CM/s640/blogger-image-2042835015.jpg" /></a></div>Lift Like A Momhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07552886036133891736noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6504265260384422712.post-70924277560046906722012-06-06T08:45:00.001-05:002012-06-06T08:45:22.913-05:00My cuddle bugHe wanted to cuddle! Yes, my non cuddly, get away mama, no kiss giving little man wanted to cuddle!! You know what I did? Soaked in the whole, maybe 3 minutes, that it lasted. And it was magical :)<br />
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Today, I finally get Internet. So enough with this awful blogger app I'm trying to use! I'll be back in full force! <br />
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I'll have to post pics of my new casa. I finally look hoarder free!!<div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-vcYCTwdR5Lk/T89e5g9OriI/AAAAAAAACb0/EcHLLevpB8Q/s640/blogger-image--1090542262.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-vcYCTwdR5Lk/T89e5g9OriI/AAAAAAAACb0/EcHLLevpB8Q/s640/blogger-image--1090542262.jpg" /></a></div><div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-G893QUOSk1U/T89e7YmLfQI/AAAAAAAACb8/fuUFV6fPE2Y/s640/blogger-image-952552998.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-G893QUOSk1U/T89e7YmLfQI/AAAAAAAACb8/fuUFV6fPE2Y/s640/blogger-image-952552998.jpg" /></a></div><div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-nxM738l8Nr4/T89e8Odwh0I/AAAAAAAACcE/3vX6DzMoj2g/s640/blogger-image--715894256.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-nxM738l8Nr4/T89e8Odwh0I/AAAAAAAACcE/3vX6DzMoj2g/s640/blogger-image--715894256.jpg" /></a></div>Lift Like A Momhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07552886036133891736noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6504265260384422712.post-10118414719440359572012-05-24T22:35:00.001-05:002012-05-24T22:35:41.024-05:00Happy Friday!!Food for thought....<br />
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Have a safe, fun, and relaxing holiday weekend!!<div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-A1mhWBw7718/T77-Cx4p_qI/AAAAAAAACZg/eeK_ZRUcBqM/s640/blogger-image--1948774600.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-A1mhWBw7718/T77-Cx4p_qI/AAAAAAAACZg/eeK_ZRUcBqM/s640/blogger-image--1948774600.jpg" /></a></div>Lift Like A Momhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07552886036133891736noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6504265260384422712.post-46512179028336904082012-05-22T11:00:00.001-05:002012-05-22T11:00:48.733-05:00Getting SettledUnpacking we will go.....<br />
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Slowly, but surely, we are getting settled in. I feel like I haven't done much, but when I look at the mound of packing paper and boxes, I know that I put that stuff somewhere. Now if only someone would magically make them disappear! So far, this is my progress. At least the kitchen is done and I have somewhat accomplished something! More pictures to come....after the genie takes away the boxes!<br />
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Davis started Soccer Tots last week and I'm not sure if he likes it more, or me. It's a parent participation class, so I really loved watching him go crazy on a soccer ball. Watch out David Beckham! The class is about listening and following directions, and having fun. I haven't signed him up for any tournaments yet! :) I have to say, I think my kid is a natural. Of course since I'm his mom, I'm going to think this. I'll be looking into scholarships!<br />
Some of the activities they did included the coach rolling a large hula hoop and the child running as fast as they could to get it; running through hoops and kicking a ball into the goal; (Davis rocked at that one!) and different games with cones. <br />
Our next class is this Friday (which is also moving day!! Yay!!) and I'm so excited!<br />
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In my defense, I save corks and still hope to make a wreath. When that will actually happen, I'm not too sure :)<br />
Michael and Davis also surprised me with these beyond gorgeous flowers. <br />
I think they did pretty good!<br />
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Off to brunch after mass and I think the food was like a party in my mouth. I haven't found one place here yet that I wouldn't go back to. Plus it's nice that they aren't all chains, and local establishments. <br />
By the time we got back, it was Davis' nap time and Michael had to work. What?!? I should go check out the thrift stores and consignment places? Okay, I'll go! My friend Melissa and I went for hours, door to door, to antique stores and thrift stores. It was sooooo much fun! <br />
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What did you do?? Hope you had an amazing day!<br />
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I stole this from Monica's Notebook and thought I should post it. Because you know you want to know.<br />
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<strong>99 Things (those I've done in bold)</strong><br />
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<strong>1. Started your own blog </strong><br />
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<strong>2. Slept under the stars</strong><br />
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3. Played in a band<br />
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4. Visited Hawaii<br />
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<strong>5. Watched a meteor shower</strong><br />
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<strong>6. Given more than you can afford to charity</strong><br />
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<strong>7. Been to Disneyland </strong><br />
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<strong>8. Climbed a mountain</strong><br />
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<strong>9. Held a praying mantis</strong><br />
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<strong>10. Sang a solo</strong><br />
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11. Bungee jumped<br />
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12. Visited Paris<br />
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<strong>13. Watched a lightening storm</strong><br />
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<strong>14. Taught yourself an art from scratch</strong><br />
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15. Adopted a child<br />
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<strong>16. Had food poisoning</strong><br />
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17. Walked to the top of the Statue of Liberty<br />
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18. Grown your own vegetables<br />
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19. Seen the Mona Lisa in France<br />
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20. Slept on an overnight train<br />
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<strong>21. Had a pillow fight</strong><br />
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22. Hitch hiked<br />
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<strong>23. Taken a sick day when you’re not ill</strong><br />
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24. Built a snow fort<br />
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25. Held a lamb<br />
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26. Gone skinny dipping<br />
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27. Run a Marathon<br />
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28. Ridden in a gondola in Venice<br />
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29. Seen a total eclipse<br />
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30. Watched a sunrise or sunset<br />
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31. Hit a home run- kicked a home run? elementary kickball champ right here yall!<br />
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32. Been on a cruise<br />
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33. Seen Niagara Falls in person<br />
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34. Visited the birthplace of your ancestors<br />
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<strong>35. Seen an Amish community</strong><br />
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36. Taught yourself a new language<br />
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<strong>37. Had enough money to be truly satisfied</strong><br />
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38. Seen the Leaning Tower of Pisa in person<br />
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39. Gone rock climbing <br />
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<strong>40. Seen Michelangelo’s David</strong><br />
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<strong>41. Sung karaoke</strong><br />
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42. Seen Old Faithful geyser erupt<br />
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43. Bought a stranger a meal at a restaurant<br />
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44. Visited Africa<br />
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<strong>45. Walked on a beach by moonlight</strong><br />
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46. Been transported in an ambulance <br />
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<strong>47. Had your portrait painted</strong><br />
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48. Gone deep sea fishing <br />
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<strong>49. Seen the Sistine Chapel in person</strong><br />
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50. Been to the top of the Eiffel Tower in Paris<br />
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51. Gone scuba diving or snorkeling<br />
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<strong>52. Kissed in the rain</strong><br />
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<strong>53. Played in the mud</strong><br />
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<strong>54. Gone to a drive-in theater</strong><br />
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55. Been in a movie <br />
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56. Visited the Great Wall of China<br />
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<strong>57. Started a business</strong><br />
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<strong>58. Taken a martial arts class</strong><br />
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59. Visited Russia<br />
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60. Served at a soup kitchen<br />
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<strong>61. Sold Girl Scout Cookies</strong><br />
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62. Gone whale watching<br />
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<strong>63. Got flowers for no reason</strong><br />
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<strong>64. Donated blood, platelets or plasma</strong><br />
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65. Gone sky diving<br />
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66. Visited a Nazi Concentration Camp<br />
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<strong>67. Bounced a check</strong><br />
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<strong>68. Flown in a helicopter</strong><br />
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<strong>69. Saved a favorite childhood toy</strong><br />
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70. Visited the Lincoln Memorial<br />
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<strong>71. Eaten Caviar</strong><br />
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72. Pieced a quilt<br />
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73. Stood in Times Square<br />
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74. Toured the Everglades<br />
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<strong>75. Been fired from a job</strong><br />
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76. Seen the Changing of the Guards in London<br />
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<strong>77. Broken a bone.....I tripped over a curb and broke my leg! What the.....</strong><br />
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<strong>78. Been a passenger on a motorcycle</strong><br />
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79. Seen the Grand Canyon in person<br />
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80. Published a book<br />
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<strong>81. Visited the Vatican</strong><br />
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82. Bought a brand new car<br />
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83. Walked in Jerusalem<br />
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<strong>84. Had your picture in the newspaper</strong><br />
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85. Kissed a stranger at midnight on New Year’s Eve<br />
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86. Visited the White House<br />
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87. Killed and prepared an animal for eating<br />
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<strong>88. Had chickenpox</strong><br />
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89. Saved someone’s life<br />
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90. Sat on a jury<br />
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<strong>91. Met someone famous</strong><br />
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<strong>92. Joined a book club</strong><br />
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93. Got a tattoo<br />
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<strong>94. Had a baby</strong><br />
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<strong>95. Seen the Alamo in person</strong><br />
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96. Swam in the Great Salt Lake<br />
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97. Been involved in a law suit<br />
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<strong>98. Owned a cell phone</strong><br />
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<strong>99. Been stung by a bee</strong><br />
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44 out of 99 isn't too bad....think I need to step it up! <br />
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Alert the press!! I just got back from a...wait for it...girl trip!! Oh, yeah, baby. You read right! I, a mom to a crazy 2.5 year old, flew the coop. I can't express enough how wonderful it was. A friend of mine was going to San Francisco to visit her family and asked if I thought I could make it. With 5 days to plan, I thought, okay, I HAVE to make this work! And well worth it. I met up with my amazing friend, (remember rockin dress my friend made me for New Years) and went to a Bebe fashion show. Let me tell you, the dress I wore that night made me feel like a million bucks!!<br />
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It was a quick trip, but so much fun. There was a lot of shopping, drinking, shopping, drinking, and repeat. I think I may have slept a total of 8 hours the entire time and have also never downed so many Red Bulls in my life. I don't drink Red Bull, people. But I had to keep up and pretend I still got it, so we became one on this trip. </div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I splurged and bought these for my kitchen. Don't be jealous. I'm open about my pill popping.<br />
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Just because I was California, didn't mean that it was going to be warm. I seriously froze my butt off!!! I also did not pack right...which meant more shopping. Oh, darn!<br />
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What?? You don't own a pair of wooden Dutch shoes? That's crazy talk!<br />
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I've put Davis' potty training on the back burner right now until we move again. I figure every time we move, I am starting over again. Why not just wait a little longer until things are 'normal' again. I did buy him a new DVD that was recommended to me and he seems to really like it. Shockingly, when I picked him up from school yesterday, he'd been dry all day and told me he had to go. What?!? Is he wanting to potty train again? No, not really. But it's a start. I'm not worried about it. I mean, I'm pretty sure that he won't be going into the 1st grade with diapers still on. <br />
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Work for me has been pretty good! I'm working part time right now, in hopes that I can pick back up again and stay busy. I'm having so much fun with it, and love when people get so excited with they way they look when they are done. People have been starting to leave me google reviews and I'm finally showing up for the Houston area mobile spray tanning. Insert shriek of excitement.<br />
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Speaking of work, thank goodness I am because I just took a last minute girl's vacation to California. It was soooooooo needed and sooooooo much fun. (That's a whole other blog post...but can I just say amazing fashion show) So I'm going to have to work my butt off to pay for this trip. Tons of shopping, drinking, walking, shopping, drinking, and repeat. There was a little eating in there, but when you have a bloody mary, just eat the celery! Duh! I think I'll start standing on the street with my spray tan machine and jump out and spray some one's arm. I'll just have to say, 'whoops! Well, now you have to pay me so I can finish, because you look pretty ridiculous!' No? That won't work? Haha<br />
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Did you know that Marc Jacobs jewelry can not be fixed if it's broken? The watches can, but not jewelry. I'm telling you this for your own good. I bought a new bracelet while on vacation, and I'm not sure if I slammed my wrist down while doing shots (this may or may not have happened) and my bracelet came off and shattered. I'm thinking it's no big deal and I'll just take it back. WRONG! After taking this sucker to 4 places, I'm now covered in super glue to try and fix this thing. This was rather a splurge for me, but it's justifiable because I was on vacation! Not too happy about this, but now I have a one of a kind, super glue covered, Marc Jacobs bracelet. Don't be jealous, you know you want one!<br />
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Tonight I'm going to a peddle party? Heard of one? Basically you are on a moving bicycle/bar. This should be interesting. It's a surprise birthday party for a friend and I think it will be so much fun. Although, I've heard that people have fallen out of these amazing contraptions before. Yes, this will be me probably. I'll be sure and have someone take of picture of me lying in the street. My husband will probably just look down at me and say, 'oh, that's just Jessica. She'll catch up in a minute.' :)<br />
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I'll have to post pictures soon of my San Fran trip. I didn't get in toooooooo much trouble. hehe :)<br />
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Hope everyone has a wonderful weekend!<br />Lift Like A Momhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07552886036133891736noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6504265260384422712.post-68902268478743791672012-04-25T15:18:00.001-05:002012-04-25T15:18:29.051-05:00Who Knew Rain Boots Were So Amazing!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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That's right! Rain boots are the coolest thing on the block. Well, maybe just in our household today. I finally got Davis a pair today, for the rainy, yucky weather, and the puddles to splash in. I couldn't even get to the checkout line before Davis was gaga for them. He grabbed them in the cart and immediately put them on. Hey, whatever steers away from not screaming, right?! To make the image better, Davis had a cracker filled face, crazy messy hair, and was carrying his monkey lunch box. Why he felt like he needed his rain boots on with his lunch box, I have no idea. Did I argue with him? Oh, hell no! Knock yourself out, kiddo!<br />
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"I do it, mama", he kept telling me. Off to the pool we went, rain boots and all. He would have worn them in the water if I let him. Watching him try to run in these huge boots was the cutest thing ever.<br />
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Today was a much needed, wonderful day with my little man. No tantrums, fits, or screaming. Oh, shoot. It's only 3:20. Hopefully I didn't jinx it!<br />
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Happy Hump Day, everyone!<br />Lift Like A Momhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07552886036133891736noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6504265260384422712.post-85178865168668184982012-04-20T08:05:00.001-05:002012-04-20T08:05:34.825-05:00Getting Closert...To Moving Time...Again :)<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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I went by the house last week, to see how the progress was going, and I have to say I was SO EXCITED! I pretty much did a giddy, crazy, happy dance, in the middle of the kitchen. No, I didn't care there was a bunch of men working in there. I just looked like a crazy chick that walked into a house and started dancing, to them. <br />
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And here it is! Can't get much more southern style home than that. Once the shutters get put up, it will look amazing! Through the garage right there, goes straight out to the backyard. The garage also goes the length of the house, which was a selling point for Michael. I can only imagine what is going in there!</div>
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And Oooooooooooh my kitchen! This is where I did my awesome happy dance! And no, I didn't care if a random man was in my picture. I just told him he was amazing and kept going. The cabinets at the very top will have glass, which is perfect. Because how can I show off my 1920's cookbooks without glass cabinets? They knew I was coming. I picked all the lights to go with the period of my house, which is my favorite, so I have to say....THIS IS MY DREAM HOME!! </div>
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I read recently there are lice cleaners. These people come over to your house, clean your child's head, clothes, toys, etc. and you don't have to worry about a thing. Now this has my wheels turning. Is there a potty training, trainer? Can Super Nanny come over for dinner and slide in tips for potty training? <br />
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Getting this child to even sit on the dang potty now is a stretch. He screams like he's being beaten. I even try and bribe with a treat, and that still doesn't work. Oh, me oh, my. What was even better was recently getting potty training advice from a young 20 something that doesn't even have kids. Wait. What the?!? Are you kidding me right now? No, no my child. Go back to the loud bars, and I'll go back to the loud toddler.<br />
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So, I'm pleading for help. Maybe begging for it. Groveling! Serenity, now! Surely this is a normal thing in little boys. Davis is as stubborn as they get, thanks to yours truly, so I hate to say I expect it. If anyone, (and yes, I'm being totally serious) has ANY advice for me, I would LOVE IT. The starting over again part, isn't working to well for me. <br />
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Thanks, everyone! Have a wonderful day!Lift Like A Momhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07552886036133891736noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6504265260384422712.post-56217488205128049632012-04-09T15:48:00.000-05:002012-04-09T15:48:22.339-05:00Blogger Hiatus-Catch UpI haven't been writing so much lately, I know. I think I'm taking a leave of absence. A sabbatical. A hiatus. Call it what you will, but no, I haven't been around too much. I am, however, getting used to being in Houston. I have to say that I love it here, but I HATE the freaking traffic. Where is everyone going all the time? At 1:45 today on my way to pick Davis up from school, I was in bumper to bumper. Needless to say I was flippin out, trying to detour my way to through cars. <br />
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YES! Davis started school last week! I think he's really enjoying it so far, but still taking a little getting used to. They had an Easter Egg hunt today at his school and he was ready to <strike>conquer </strike>be nice and not take all of the eggs.<br />
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Is that not THE CUTEST little outfit, ever?? Thanks, Gigi!! Davis also got the BIGGEST Easter basket sent to us from 'Lita' the other day. Filled with new jammy's, puzzles, books, and snacks we all love. So a big thanks to 'Lita', too :)<br />
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On Easter Sunday, we went to a new church down the street, that we really, really loved. It was gorgeous to begin with! Everything was wonderful about it, and Davis enjoyed every minute of it. I think he thinks we are taking him to a musical story time and claps, and sings the whole time. When we are done singing, he yells, 'YAY!!!' When we about to pray, he yells (while looking at people) PRAY!!! It's by far the cutest thing ever. Love it! After mass, we went to a new favorite seafood place of mine for the Blues Sunday Brunch. Again, Davis loved it because there was live music. This boy needs to be signed up for music camp! While we were waiting for our food to be ready, the three of us danced next to band and had the best time. Go me for not getting any pictures of it. I think I should dress us up in the same clothes and recreate the moment next Sunday. <br />
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I was really excited about our little Easter Sunday! One, because it was the best and so much fun. And two, because it was the first holiday that we did on our own without any family. My goodness, I think we have a new tradition started for Easter. Mom, you should just come here next year :)<br />
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Our move in date ended up getting pushed after all. That's a HUGE BLAAAHHHHHHH! We won't be moving in until June, now. As much as I'm ready to have my stuff back, be in a house, and feel like I can start my life and be organized, I guess it could be worse. We are in a great area, and the house is looking amazing! So while I'm ready, they can take a little more time if it's going to give me my absolute dream home. (But still, insert huge ughh!!)<br />
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I'm slowly starting to book appointments for my mobile tanning, and beyond excited about it. I went to an amazing women's networking lunch last week, and met so many fabulous women! I had such a great time, and booked many appointments from it. Maybe networking groups aren't all bad, after all!<br />
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Have a great weekend, everyone!Lift Like A Momhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07552886036133891736noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6504265260384422712.post-42330512159458798762012-03-29T21:46:00.002-05:002012-03-29T21:46:57.451-05:00Oh, TransitionsDavis is slowly still adjusting to being in Houston, and the poor guy is taking a little longer than I thought. Every day he asks me when he is going to go home. He even brought up his buddy from McKinney, which was house #2 for him. And that was also about 8 months ago. If you're just starting to read, we have now moved 4 times in a year. Yes, freaking shoot me in the face. This week, Michael had to leave to go out of town VERY expectantly. And when I say VERY, he came home in a tizzy, saying he had ten minutes to pack a bag and a car was waiting for him outside. He has yet to come home. So now, Davis thinks we have moved to a new place, and daddy is never coming home. Needless to say, this week has sucked like major! We had to go by the new house this week to pick out fixtures, flooring, etc (which by the way, Davis was awesome, especially being there for FOUR hours!) so overall, was a trooper! I've been trying to explain that we will be moving in soon, and that's our new house. Davis is so confused and last night, asked me if daddy was going to be at the new house when we move. My poor little guy. <br />
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Bayou City Art Fest...AMAZING! This was a performance, that I loved. Modern. Dance. Realistic. Awesome.</div>
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A friend of mine just moved to Houston as well. Another AWESOME! So he actually got his first REAL haircut. Meaning...not by me, i.e. unlicensed, butchered haircut, awful. He still has all of his crazy curls, so we are good to go!</div>
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Have a great week!!</div>Lift Like A Momhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07552886036133891736noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6504265260384422712.post-74425007537793161782012-03-26T08:41:00.000-05:002012-03-26T08:41:18.167-05:00I LOVE ME SOME SPRING-MMM<div align="center">
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Monday, Monday. La la, lalala. So good to me. Well, at least we can hope!! haha. It's that time again, ladies. So grab me and <a href="http://www.meandyougirl.blogspot.com/">Kelly's</a> button and make our Monday! The questions for this week were:</div>
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Spring has to be my FAVORITE!! I love how spring starts out cool and crisp outside. When you're able to enjoy a cup of coffee in the morning when the air still has a chill in it. How the days are longer and we can enjoy playing outside a little bit more.</div>
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I can't get enough of lilies. They are my most favorite flower. To me, lilies look simple, yet elegant and I love having them in my house. They were even one of my wedding flowers, so I'm a little partial to them.</div>
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I did find a Mother's Day Out program for Davis this week, though. Yay!!! It will be Tuesday and Thursday only, for a few hours a day. Perfect! I have my first spray tan appointment booked during his first week of school. Another score! (don't forget if you're in Houston, I have specials going on. Sorry, had to throw that in there) We also activated my membership again at LifeTime gym. Have you ever been to one? I swear, it's perfect for moms. I could spend the whole day with Davis there! They have an amazing childcare center, pool and kids pool, cafe, spa, amazing classes, and new equipment. It's a dream. We went there yesterday and spent like 3 hours there working out, having lunch, and Davis throwing a tantrum.<br />
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Our house is coming along great. It's just awesome. Goodness me, I'm just a little excited! So they painted samples, and went ahead and did the master bedroom to give me the full effect. DROOL!!! I chose a deep gray and it has a purple tint to it. Trust me, I know it sounds weird. But it AMAZING!! Even the designer was like, I think this is what you wanted, but umm, not so sure. I'll just have to take pictures soon and show you, but just take my word for it!<br />
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I even got to have a girls night out last night! What?!? Yes!! I know someone in Houston! Shut yo mouth, I know! It was fun to get out for a few hours for dinner and drinks, and no public tantrums. I'm hoping this is a good sign of things to come. This week has been pretty stinkin great for the most part, and I'm praying everything will be fantastic! I'm excited for work, although a little nervous at the same time. Houston has so much competition, so it's getting that first handful of people to start the whole word of mouth going. Slowly but surely. I know it's going to take time and will happen eventually. Plus, I have to remind myself I've only been here a week!<br />
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Date night tonight with my lovie, and children's festival tomorrow! It should be a great weekend!!! Hope you have a fun filled weekend, as well :)<br />
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As a side note, what the heck happened to blogger?? Why can't they leave good alone? My list is gone...can it be recovered? And the format? What in the world? I'll have to take blogger classes, now. haha :)Lift Like A Momhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07552886036133891736noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6504265260384422712.post-25442584910088308122012-03-21T08:00:00.000-05:002012-03-21T08:00:04.619-05:00What A TrooperDear Davis,<br />
I can't begin to tell you how proud mommy is of you right now. We've packed up, and moved you around so much lately that you are becoming a pro. Not that that is anything to be proud of. But you are being such a big boy about it, and I couldn't be more proud of you. I know you're confused, and you have no clue what is going on. I try and tell you everyday that Houston is our new home. That this apartment is where we will be for the next month. And that we are finally moving back into a house! You look at me with your little raised eyebrow and just say, home? Yes, baby. We are going to have a home. I know this is a lot to take in right now, and it's okay. It's been a lot on everyone. You do such a great job of smiling, and helping mommy smile, too. You have been asking me several times when we are going home. It makes my heart hurt a little, because I know you are so confused. The first time you asked me, I tried not to cry because it took me by such surprise. Then I wonder if you want to go back to our last apartment, because you actually seemed to hate that place. (Well, as did we all)<br />
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Little man, just know that things are going to be back to normal in no time. And you have my word on this. You are getting so big, and you amaze me more and more everyday. Just today, you went with me to look at a new Mother's Day Out program, and jumped right in to start playing with the other kids. It was a proud moment for mommy, as I watched you fit right in. You are becoming so independent, and learning so much, so fast. You have even begun potty training. You get so excited, and run across the room to show daddy or I what you've done. Such a big boy!!<br />
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Tomorrow, you get to go see our new house for the first time. I'm going to try to take you by there as much as possible, so you can get used to seeing it. But....it's mommy and daddy approved, so I'm pretty sure you'll think it's awesome!<br />
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Davis, you are one amazing little man, and I am so proud to be your mommy. You melt my heart, make me laugh, and you have made this moving process so much easier being the trooper that you are. I love you, monkey. <br />
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