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Yesterday my great friend Natalie had us ladies over for Memory Lane. We all got to share pictures and stories from our past. I am very thankful that I have such special friends in my life who we can share our pasts and we are all genuinely interested. <br />
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I have been awake since 6:30a.m. with a grand agenda. So far all I've accomplished is creating a Twitter account which I'm pretty excited about (I know, sad), posted a link to Facebook, spent A LOT of time on <a href="http://hellogiggles.com/">Hello Giggles</a>, played my turn in Words with Friends in 5 different games, perused Pinterest and Instagram and cooked up/ate 3 strips of bacon. I'm exhausted. </div>
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A couple of weeks ago John and I decided to do a puzzle together. It was going to be the first puzzle we've ever done since we've been married. I sat in the chair next to him and successfully found 3 pieces of the 1000 piece puzzle. John, you're welcome.</div>
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After he placed the very last piece I asked him, "So, what puzzle are we going to do next?" He laughed and said, "We?" I told him that I just need a little bit of a less complicated one for our next one. Maybe one with 500 pieces.</div>
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I didn't realize what an undertaking it was going to be. I'm not done
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I also need to take the steamer to the new curtain and get one of those sticky mats to put under the new bath mat. John almost fell into the bathtub yesterday. I was in the kitchen and I heard him yell out, "Mare!! Our new bathmat almost made me eat sh#@!" Oops. Sorry, John. </div>
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Here's Kita taking a forced rest on the runner outside of our bedroom door. This is not one of her normal places to nap so I'm pretty sure she fell down and decided to stay there. Poor mama. On a high note, her new medication is helping her to not get up in the middle of the night and relieve herself on the carpet under the pool table...#1 and #2. </div>
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I'm sad to say that today is the last day of my Spring Break. I made a doctor's appointment for today to just check me out and make sure everything is running smoothly. I HATE going to the doctor. It's good for me so I'm going. I need a treat after my appointment for sure. </div>
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Today was another fun day in Spring Break heaven. My lovely friend Brenda let me pick a bunch of oranges from her orange tree. I think I should have mimosas every day until I go back to work. </div>
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I am aok with that decision. I left with one small bag and about $100 less than when I went in. Darn you Hobby Lobby and your awesome merchandise. One of the things I bought was a quilling set. I was so excited about it that I went home and quilled for an hour. Here's what I was able to do in an hour (53 minutes to be exact). </div>
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Don't worry Janet, that meal is completely full of gluten. I took your advice and will not lay off of the gluten until I get tested to see if I have an allergy or at least a sensitivity to it. Thanks for the 411! </div>
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Here's the most recent pictures from my phone. </div>
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Last Friday John was the best man in our friend James
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while they were taking pictures afterward I sat on a patio drinking
wine by myself when a man at the resort came out to hit on me. What??
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On Saturday my buddies came over to celebrate National Craft Month with
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On Monday morning I met Lauren at IHOP for breakfast. I had her take this picture of me so I could send it to Eliza. We had decided that since we were both eating at IHOP on Monday morning that we would send each other pictures of ourselves with our breakfast. Eliza looked much cuter and excited about her breakfast than I did. </div>
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Last night we had dinner with sweet baby Liam and their
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gluten free beers. John says it was the worst beer he's ever tasted.
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My favorite part was during the question and answer segment. When asked, "What is the meaning of life?" He said, "Laugh until you die!" That is not quite what I would say but I definitely like it.</div>
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Maryellenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09904547540948811952noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2017578752148187587.post-15384513712007763162013-10-18T19:04:00.001-07:002013-10-18T19:04:05.392-07:00Organization<p dir=ltr>My speech pathologist friend from work gave me 4 hours outside of our work day this week to help me organize my classroom closet. </p>
<p dir=ltr>I have included an appalling before picture.  I am hoping to be able to include a fabulous after picture by the end of this weekend.  I am in awe of people who possess the organization talent! </p>
<p dir=ltr>My speechy friend said she would help me for three hours tomorrow.  What?  On a Saturday?  Im thinking a gift basket of hoppy beer and related beer snacks are in her future.  Thank goodness for speechy friends!  (Since I have been at Frank school, I have made wonderful friends with the speech therapists. Hi Natalie!)</p>
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I have a new thing that I have my picture taken with a cocktail when I'm out and about.Uploading the pictures made me realize that they are being taken weekly. I guess I should become concerned if they start being taken nightly. <br />
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<li>Positive thinking does in fact lead to positive experiences. However, I can only be positive for so long before my inner self wants to b!*ch slap others and say, "Come on! Are you serious?" </li>
<li>I'm still not as organized as I want to be which means I need to either still work on my organizational skills or prioritize better. Or have less to organize...I like that one.</li>
<li>If you eat five starbursts and then two hershey kisses, you will have the same sensation as eating a tootsie roll. </li>
<li>People are way too serious about everything. Sadly, I am one of those people sometimes.</li>
<li>My mouth is getting harder and harder to control. However, I do apologize afterward...usually. </li>
<li>I'm definitely lucky in love and in pupster...Kita is almost 14 years old and still as spry as she was when she was 8. John and I just celebrated 12 years of marriage!!</li>
<li>Compliments are not wasted on me. I LOVE them. Sooooooo, my plan is to give them out more along with kudos and thank you's. I think they make even tough things worth it.</li>
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Today is my second official day of summer vacation. It's a beautiful and wonderful thing. I think John looks forward to it almost as much as I do because it gives him a break in the morning. For the ten months out of the year that I do work, he cooks us breakfast every morning. It's awesome.<br />
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I finish getting ready and come out to things like eggs (egg whites), bacon (turkey bacon) and my coffee all personalized for me (splenda and creamer). So in the summer I reciprocate and do the breakfast making. <br />
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I started laughing too.<br /><br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sFu9X51TzF0/T2Jjry-cyRI/AAAAAAAAB-U/EKZTIBW932o/s1600/016.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sFu9X51TzF0/T2Jjry-cyRI/AAAAAAAAB-U/EKZTIBW932o/s400/016.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5720244080783182098" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zT0xD6l7S4w/T2Jjct2RfPI/AAAAAAAAB-I/3SO3HpGl6K8/s1600/013.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zT0xD6l7S4w/T2Jjct2RfPI/AAAAAAAAB-I/3SO3HpGl6K8/s400/013.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5720243821708672242" border="0" /></a><br /><br />We immediately went to the show from the airport. While I was waiting outside of the tent for John to use the restroom a bunch of women who didn't speak English came up to me and were pointing to their tickets wanting to know where their entrance was. I thought it was strange they were asking me because there were so many other people around and there were also people who actually worked there that could have helped them. Unfortunately I couldn't help them. It was confusing for me too. So they left me and went to someone else for help...John. He walked out of the restroom and they went right up to him. <br /><br />How strange is that? Out of all the people they could have gone to they went to John and me. He wasn't confused so he was able to point them in the right direction. I guess we just have that, "I know my way around a circus tent" kind of look to us.<br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"><img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/188/BEB2FB5AA2EE7929A170671890174FDD.png" style="border: 0 !important; background: transparent;" /></a>Maryellenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09904547540948811952noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2017578752148187587.post-61340325894072322552012-03-09T15:45:00.001-08:002012-03-09T15:45:54.039-08:00I do know the way to San joseI got myself to the airport really early. It's too much to be waiting here. I'm too excited! Tonight I get to see john and a traveling cirque du soleil...two of my favorites. <br/> <br/> Maryellen<div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'>Published with Blogger-droid v1.6.8</div>Maryellenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09904547540948811952noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2017578752148187587.post-77344507681145389362012-03-04T20:00:00.012-08:002012-03-04T20:32:01.922-08:00Bullet ListHere's a quick summary since my last post:<br /><br /><ul><li>On my visit to Texas I also got to see my grandfather, two of my cousins (Amy and Janet, muah!!) and their sweet children.<br /><br /></li><li>Our niece, D stayed with us for a week. We ate, shopped, people watched at the Renaissance Fair, rode an elephant, painted pottery and had a blast.<br /><br /></li><li>Got a new nickname-I will forever be Aunt Ellie to D.<br /><br /></li><li>Received the best manicure and pedicure ever from your typical walk in nail salon. I just have to deal with the Korean man saying things like, "Your skin is very dry. You need to put lotion on more often." Thanks Man, I'll try this "lotion" you speak of.<br /><br /></li><li>Went to an awesome baby shower for my friend Amy. It wasn't your typical shower. I think it was called a birthing party. It was very special and fun to be a part of.<br /><br /></li><li>Became addicted to pinterest. LOVE it-thanks Natalie. I made cucumber sandwiches to take to the birthing party from pinterest. If you're not on it, you should be!<br /><br /></li><li>Found out that John has to go to California for two weeks (he leaves tomorrow). Boo! He had to travel a lot this Fall and I HATED it. <br /><br /></li><li>Booked travel to see him in California. I fly to San Jose on Friday. We'll spend the weekend in Monterrey and then I'll come home on Tuesday (spring break).<br /><br /></li><li>Became addicted to "The United States of Tara". It's a show on Show Time about a woman with multiple personalities. We watched the first season Friday night and last night. We watched the 2nd season today. I can feel my a-s-s increasing in size as I write this. It's on watch it now in Net Flix if you're looking for something new to watch. It's awesome!!<br /></li></ul><br /><br /><a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"><img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/188/BEB2FB5AA2EE7929A170671890174FDD.png" style="border: 0 !important; background: transparent;" /></a>Maryellenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09904547540948811952noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2017578752148187587.post-60055091846253032652012-02-19T13:25:00.001-08:002012-02-19T13:41:06.749-08:00Getting Pampered with the LadiesMy mom took all of us girls to Angel's Nail Salon last weekend. The little ones all got their nails painted. <br /><br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KmAw_MR6mH0/T0FphtjIHrI/AAAAAAAAB9g/f7b3X2idudo/s1600/154.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KmAw_MR6mH0/T0FphtjIHrI/AAAAAAAAB9g/f7b3X2idudo/s400/154.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5710961830366027442" /></a><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-w4f5BX0pw-o/T0FqDzfBlCI/AAAAAAAAB9s/GXxGU_hRSyM/s1600/153.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-w4f5BX0pw-o/T0FqDzfBlCI/AAAAAAAAB9s/GXxGU_hRSyM/s400/153.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5710962416074986530" /></a><br /><br />It was really fun having that experience with the little chicas.<br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com" target="_blank"><img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/188/BEB2FB5AA2EE7929A170671890174FDD.png" style="border: 0 !important; background: transparent;"/></a>Maryellenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09904547540948811952noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2017578752148187587.post-90797428000415345902012-02-13T21:36:00.000-08:002012-02-13T21:47:17.492-08:00ImpossibleMy brother was trying to get my picture with the four bambinos this weekend. He succeeded with getting some pictures, just not with any of us looking at the camera at the same time. I think Eliza and Nicole kind of got it. Natalie and I never quite looked up and Joey kept making the golf club into some sort of weapon. <br /><br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SiC8Rb8oa64/TznzuS5MoEI/AAAAAAAAB9U/W34mgKPsRbc/s1600/131.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SiC8Rb8oa64/TznzuS5MoEI/AAAAAAAAB9U/W34mgKPsRbc/s400/131.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5708861979340087362" /></a><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HZKOrOPgLLg/TznzjGRxZZI/AAAAAAAAB9I/HqSOIaFs20w/s1600/132.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HZKOrOPgLLg/TznzjGRxZZI/AAAAAAAAB9I/HqSOIaFs20w/s400/132.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5708861786974938514" /></a><br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CpHqpL5oYL8/TznzZXlhYaI/AAAAAAAAB88/_XoaIFF8FoI/s1600/133.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CpHqpL5oYL8/TznzZXlhYaI/AAAAAAAAB88/_XoaIFF8FoI/s400/133.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5708861619822485922" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com" target="_blank"><img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/188/BEB2FB5AA2EE7929A170671890174FDD.png" style="border: 0 !important; background: transparent;"/></a>Maryellenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09904547540948811952noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2017578752148187587.post-60439938485437306882012-02-12T18:33:00.000-08:002012-02-12T18:57:34.860-08:00So Far in 2012Today I uploaded all of the pictures I've taken so far in 2012. I think my mind is getting fuzzy because my intention was to upload my pictures from my weekend in Horseshoe Bay. However, once I started uploading I was like, "Oh yeah..."<br /><br />So my pictures from my weekend will be in another post. Hopefully not four months from now.<br /><br />This picture is more for my amusement. I should have taken a picture of the tiny drawer all of these socks came from. I had helped John clean out his sock drawer and it was like clowns emerging from a tiny car. We just kept pulling out more and more socks.<br /><br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lFyMJCiBMuQ/Tzh214cjREI/AAAAAAAAB7o/qiCVpGwD7Gc/s1600/001.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lFyMJCiBMuQ/Tzh214cjREI/AAAAAAAAB7o/qiCVpGwD7Gc/s400/001.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5708443195749385282" /></a><br /><br />This is our new pool table. Our rental house has a big room when you first walk in that could be for a formal dining room and living room. Since we don't really have a need for such a fancy space we filled it with something John has always wanted but we never had enough room until now. <br /><br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fPoqV_fB0qk/Tzh28-1cKPI/AAAAAAAAB70/Mg0GGZUg4rE/s1600/002.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fPoqV_fB0qk/Tzh28-1cKPI/AAAAAAAAB70/Mg0GGZUg4rE/s400/002.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5708443317723474162" /></a><br /><br />At the end of January we flew to Dallas to spend the weekend at John's sister's house. Danielle's son M was celebrating his second birthday so we headed out to help celebrate and to meet our three week old niece. S is super sweet. She makes a lot of quiet little noises. <br /><br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zSf-LaJMgSM/Tzh3V6ZoKWI/AAAAAAAAB8A/iiWgOX4euqs/s1600/059.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zSf-LaJMgSM/Tzh3V6ZoKWI/AAAAAAAAB8A/iiWgOX4euqs/s400/059.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5708443746029807970" /></a><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MejWuL0aEtY/Tzh3fLWML9I/AAAAAAAAB8M/caiszRECa_M/s1600/074.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MejWuL0aEtY/Tzh3fLWML9I/AAAAAAAAB8M/caiszRECa_M/s400/074.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5708443905197617106" /></a> <br /><br /><br />A bunch of family was there for the weekend, including John's Grandma Alice. We discovered that we are jacket twins. I also discovered that I need to do something about my shiny forehead. <br /><br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g4I7WWST9Bo/Tzh3uD14mnI/AAAAAAAAB8Y/V-072u8suBI/s1600/064.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g4I7WWST9Bo/Tzh3uD14mnI/AAAAAAAAB8Y/V-072u8suBI/s400/064.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5708444160881105522" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com" target="_blank"><img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/188/BEB2FB5AA2EE7929A170671890174FDD.png" style="border: 0 !important; background: transparent;"/></a>Maryellenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09904547540948811952noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2017578752148187587.post-74406937458309366902011-10-15T18:27:00.000-07:002011-10-15T19:03:28.845-07:00The surrey bike and aircraft carrierI wrote before how our surrey adventure was my favorite part of our trip. It was so much fun. Our hotel was on the bay side so we rode our surrey to the other side of the island so we could see the ocean. <br /><br />Here she is...<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-C2MyWqHc61g/TpozPEGfK5I/AAAAAAAAB6g/LmB1SfSvHYk/s1600/surrey.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-C2MyWqHc61g/TpozPEGfK5I/AAAAAAAAB6g/LmB1SfSvHYk/s400/surrey.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663895815263824786" /></a><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1mNsYe8NPqU/Tpozfg3t12I/AAAAAAAAB64/Xwuz0TNfaWE/s1600/driving%2Bthe%2Bsurrey.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1mNsYe8NPqU/Tpozfg3t12I/AAAAAAAAB64/Xwuz0TNfaWE/s400/driving%2Bthe%2Bsurrey.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663896097864406882" /></a><br /><br />During our surrey trip I frequently sang, "When I take you out in the surrey with the fringe on top!" That's the only part of the song I know so I was on repeat. John liked it but he thought I was making it up. I guess he's never seen Oklahoma...or When Harry Met Sally.<br /><br />Here we are on the old aircraft carrier. <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-g2PnYSo-B1U/TpozVylNYsI/AAAAAAAAB6w/Sn7RQYCOL2o/s1600/A-4.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-g2PnYSo-B1U/TpozVylNYsI/AAAAAAAAB6w/Sn7RQYCOL2o/s400/A-4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663895930819928770" /></a><br /><br />We're standing in front of the A-4 which is what John McCain used to fly. The old guy who took our picture told us that if we ever see John McCain we need to yell out, "A-4!" If we do that then he'll stop what he's doing and come talk to us. <br /><br />So if we ever run into John McCain I'll be sure to not yell out A-4. Just kidding. Have you ever been on an aircraft carrier? It's pretty crazy. If you get the chance to tour one, I say go for it. Unless you're really, really claustrophobic. Then it may not be such a great idea for you.<br /><br />I'm having difficulty getting the pictures from John's phone onto the computer. You'll probably be reading some random San Diego posts for a little while. These are the three pictures I was able to transfer during this sitting. It took foooorrrrreeevvvvver. So I'm done for now. <br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com" target="_blank"><img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/188/BEB2FB5AA2EE7929A170671890174FDD.png" style="border: 0 !important; background: transparent;"/></a>Maryellenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09904547540948811952noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2017578752148187587.post-46920320418140762162011-10-15T09:16:00.000-07:002011-10-15T09:37:16.576-07:00Fall BreakLast week was my fall break and for the first time since we've lived in Arizona, John took some time off during the break and we went on vacation together to San Diego. It was a fabulous time. <br /><br />Most of our pictures are on John's phone so I'll show those to you guys later. Here's one from my phone on our patio. We stayed at the Marriott on Coronado Island. The bridge behind us is the bridge between San Diego and Coronado Island.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yJDeTJ9zfvo/Tpmzl2EUYeI/AAAAAAAAB6U/KWBotTpAmyc/s1600/Us%2Bon%2BCoronado%2BIsland.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yJDeTJ9zfvo/Tpmzl2EUYeI/AAAAAAAAB6U/KWBotTpAmyc/s400/Us%2Bon%2BCoronado%2BIsland.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663755469145268706" /></a><br /><br />We had just had some wine so we were a little purple teethed. My teeth especially absorb red wine like nobody's business. I find it a little embarrassing. <br /><br />Here's the major highlights of our trip:<br />Monday: Sea World<br /><br />Tuesday: A surrey ride to the beach <br /><br />Wednesday: Witnessing illegal octopus fishing while waiting for the ferry, the exploration of a retired aircraft carrier<br /><br />Thursday: A casino stop before the trip home<br /><br />The whole trip was wonderful but if I had to pick my favorite, it would be the surrey ride. The back of the surrey should have said, "The Memory Maker". Instead of, "Follow me to the Marriott."<br /> <br /><br /><br /><a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com" target="_blank"><img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/188/BEB2FB5AA2EE7929A170671890174FDD.png" style="border: 0 !important; background: transparent;"/></a>Maryellenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09904547540948811952noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2017578752148187587.post-54483201338254720502011-10-01T08:52:00.000-07:002011-10-02T14:39:19.569-07:00Closing...finallyOn Friday John and I closed on our house. The keys have been passed on to the new, very excited owners and we are now able to begin making this new place of ours a home. <br /><br />All of our extra time lately has been given to getting our old house ready for the new owners. It was a beast of a job. We have so much stuff. We got rid of a lot of things but we both feel like there's so much more we can get rid of. <br /><br />Goodwill is going to continue to receive a majority of their merchandise from us for a while. <br /><br /> <br /><br /><a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com" target="_blank"><img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/188/BEB2FB5AA2EE7929A170671890174FDD.png" style="border: 0 !important; background: transparent;"/></a>Maryellenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09904547540948811952noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2017578752148187587.post-47783149602301484752011-09-11T15:25:00.001-07:002011-09-11T15:52:35.223-07:00Anniversary WeekendFriday was our anniversary. We both worked all day but after work we went to our staycation destination-The Talking Stick Resort and Casino. We LOVE staying there. <br /><br />We had a great table at the Orange Sky restaurant. It was in front of a window overlooking Camelback Mountain and a lightening show. We couldn't see anyone around us because we were sectioned off with curtains. <br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5pVqkG4QaA8/Tm01_wVuNFI/AAAAAAAAB6M/STEwUZ-CllM/s1600/IMG_20110909_202805.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5pVqkG4QaA8/Tm01_wVuNFI/AAAAAAAAB6M/STEwUZ-CllM/s400/IMG_20110909_202805.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651232476843881554" /></a><br /><br />After dinner I unbuttoned my pants and took a nap on our little sofa. Not really. That would be crazy...but it did cross my mind.<br /><br />Another year, another fancy dessert with writing on the plate.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GPZ3nOR-n2g/Tm012aLMq-I/AAAAAAAAB6E/kxHScIo7XsI/s1600/IMG_20110909_205153.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GPZ3nOR-n2g/Tm012aLMq-I/AAAAAAAAB6E/kxHScIo7XsI/s400/IMG_20110909_205153.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651232316275338210" /></a><br /><br />After a great evening of dinner and gaming we got to wake up to this view...<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-f_BOblZTL-4/Tm01nFiE8dI/AAAAAAAAB58/9SrW4y741kE/s1600/IMG_20110910_072230.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-f_BOblZTL-4/Tm01nFiE8dI/AAAAAAAAB58/9SrW4y741kE/s400/IMG_20110910_072230.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651232053036118482" /></a><br /><br />I would love to spend every weekend at a resort. That would be fabulous. Next weekend will be a much different weekend than this weekend. We've been slowly moving into our new place (still staying here though) but next Saturday the movers will be coming and taking our furniture and everything left over to the new place. <br /><br />It will be a bittersweet day for sure. <br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com" target="_blank"><img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/188/BEB2FB5AA2EE7929A170671890174FDD.png" style="border: 0 !important; background: transparent;"/></a>Maryellenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09904547540948811952noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2017578752148187587.post-45460398822539893212011-09-05T20:25:00.001-07:002011-09-05T20:50:56.809-07:00Our New Digs...On Friday John and I got the keys for our rental house. We had only seen it online so we were anxious to go check it out. We LOVE it. This will definitely do for us for awhile.<br /><br /><p><a href='http://lh6.ggpht.com/-ncisnoj9rW0/TmWSt8XtADI/AAAAAAAAB5s/XSGldS1-HC0/IMAG0505.jpg'><img src='http://lh6.ggpht.com/-ncisnoj9rW0/TmWSt8XtADI/AAAAAAAAB5s/XSGldS1-HC0/s400/IMAG0505.jpg' /></a></p><div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'>Published with Blogger-droid v1.6.8</div><br /><br />We made several trips this weekend to unload our things. Tomorrow John is going to schedule the movers for our furniture and larger items. We're so excited to have found such a nice place to live. <br /><br />Tonight on Etsy I bought a small sign to hang on the doorknob of our guest bathroom door. It says, "Hot Baths 25 cents". I also want to buy a sign to hang on our laundry room door but John and I haven't come to a complete agreement yet. He's not so into the ones that say things like, "Laundry Today or Naked Tomorrow" or "Drop Your Drawers Here." <br /><br />We did find this pretty sign...<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-s1D1U6fXBVQ/TmWWkG3zjhI/AAAAAAAAB50/vWIKv9_aQB0/s1600/laundry.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 326px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-s1D1U6fXBVQ/TmWWkG3zjhI/AAAAAAAAB50/vWIKv9_aQB0/s400/laundry.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649086854670290450" /></a><br /><br />We both really like it so it may beat out the others. <br /> <br /><br />MaryellenMaryellenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09904547540948811952noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2017578752148187587.post-162839169770270542011-09-04T15:27:00.001-07:002011-09-04T17:44:00.760-07:00Kita ScareOn Thursday Kita gave us the biggest scare she's given us since she's been our girl (December 1998).
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<br />When John got home from work she wasn't at the door waiting for him so he went looking for her. He found her in the backyard in the area she uses for the restroom. She wouldn't come to him. When she finally got up to walk her whole body was crooked and she was having a lot of difficulty.
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<br />I got home a little bit later to find a young guy evaluating our house (home inspector for the new owners) and John looking very relieved that I was home. He told me about Kita and we went to the bedroom where she was resting. She got up to come to me and I immediately started to cry. She looked so strange and confused. I really thought she was dying.
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<br />When the new owners came to the house to talk to the inspector, we took Kita to the animal emergency room.
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<br />See how crooked her head is? Watching her walk was like watching an extremely drunk person trying to walk in a straight line. We thought that she had a heat stroke. We were wrong, thank goodness.
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<br />The sweet, young (very young) vet said that Kita had old dog vestibular syndrome (vertigo). This goes away on its own anywhere from two days to two weeks. She ran some blood work to make sure that nothing else is going on with her and said she could go home with us. The only medication she needs right now is medication for motion sickness. That seems to be helping her a lot.
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<br />Kita is still crooked but she's getting better every day.
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<br />It's amazing how animals become part of your family. Kita is definitely a very important member of ours. I'm so happy she'll be with us for awhile longer. I'll be a basket case when she's not.
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<br />Maryellen Maryellenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09904547540948811952noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2017578752148187587.post-33272623174515547072011-08-09T18:52:00.001-07:002011-08-09T18:57:50.273-07:00Naked Alphabet PeopleTomorrow I'm going to have my students make letters with their bodies. I had found an idea somewhere in cyberspace to make human alphabet soup. I wanted to show my students a picture of human letters.
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<br />This is the first picture I came across...
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<br />It made me laugh out loud but I think I better keep looking.
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<br /><a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com" target="_blank"><img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/188/BEB2FB5AA2EE7929A170671890174FDD.png" style="border: 0 !important; background: transparent;"/></a>Maryellenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09904547540948811952noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2017578752148187587.post-61486470336559801352011-08-02T20:01:00.001-07:002011-08-02T20:27:51.544-07:00What's Up With My Immune System?I just don't know. I hardly ever get sick. I get periodic headaches but getting sick doesn't happen to me very often. Saturday morning I woke up feeling "weird". By the afternoon I was feeling like I could be getting sick. By Saturday night I was a post nasal drip mess and by Sunday I was full on sick with a temperature.<br /><br />This is what happened to me Saturday night when I jammed my baby toe into an old stereo...<br /><br /><p><a href='http://lh3.ggpht.com/-JSRs5Y34ZoE/Tji6Hvu82xI/AAAAAAAAB5c/bu0eBbftlrw/IMAG0483.jpg'><img src='http://lh3.ggpht.com/-JSRs5Y34ZoE/Tji6Hvu82xI/AAAAAAAAB5c/bu0eBbftlrw/s400/IMAG0483.jpg' /></a></p><div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'>Published with Blogger-droid v1.6.8</div><br /><br />I wish I could say that I didn't scream any obscenities when it happened but I can't. Not only did I scream an obscenity, but I screamed the worst one of all. I'll give you a hint: it rhymes with buck. <br /><br />Update on my ailments: I'm on the mend. My toe is healing, my temperature is gone and I can almost use my nose for breathing again. Right on time for back to work.<br /><br /><br />MaryellenMaryellenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09904547540948811952noreply@blogger.com1