<?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-3739888931671219936</id><updated>2012-02-16T21:36:01.846-07:00</updated><category term='jewelry'/><category term='cleo'/><category term='cake decorating'/><category term='scrapbook'/><category term='Halloween'/><category term='Ten on the 10th'/><category term='card'/><category term='christmas'/><category term='scrapbook this later'/><category term='music'/><category term='gratitude'/><category term='Good Things Utah'/><category term='crafts'/><category term='stamping'/><category term='hounds'/><title type='text'>Life StacyC Style</title><subtitle type='html'>a little bit of this; a little bit of that</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3739888931671219936/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3739888931671219936/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>StacyC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18105081581955810004</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><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>234</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3739888931671219936.post-1991555563369711620</id><published>2012-01-22T21:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-22T21:37:30.644-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Beautiful, peaceful snow</title><content type='html'>It snowed - finally! We've had a few small snow storms but not the kind with the big, fluffy flakes that pile up the snow. Yesterday started out rainy but in the early afternoon the rain changed to snow and it continued until well after dark. All the trees were coated and the quiet provided by the blanket of snow was peaceful - the perfect ending to the day.&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/-IxFzL7cmNrQ/Txzj3e1Yw4I/AAAAAAAAAXI/Qrl3UMPLocE/s1600/snow-tree.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="221" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IxFzL7cmNrQ/Txzj3e1Yw4I/AAAAAAAAAXI/Qrl3UMPLocE/s320/snow-tree.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The joy of a simple snow storm!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3739888931671219936-1991555563369711620?l=lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com/feeds/1991555563369711620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3739888931671219936&amp;postID=1991555563369711620' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3739888931671219936/posts/default/1991555563369711620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3739888931671219936/posts/default/1991555563369711620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com/2012/01/beautiful-peaceful-snow.html' title='Beautiful, peaceful snow'/><author><name>StacyC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18105081581955810004</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IxFzL7cmNrQ/Txzj3e1Yw4I/AAAAAAAAAXI/Qrl3UMPLocE/s72-c/snow-tree.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3739888931671219936.post-7002015851443016495</id><published>2012-01-15T18:33:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-15T18:33:13.815-07:00</updated><title type='text'>She makes me smile</title><content type='html'>The hounds provide lots of entertainment in our house and nothing is more enjoyable than watching them run. Skin shifting from side to side, ears flapping back and forth, and big paws tearing up the dirt. They aren't graceful, but they sure make me smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's Gracie on the run.&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/-_jxXI7xlT7k/TxN-Kil_eQI/AAAAAAAAAWw/cvDgwPy58oQ/s1600/Gracie-running.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_jxXI7xlT7k/TxN-Kil_eQI/AAAAAAAAAWw/cvDgwPy58oQ/s320/Gracie-running.jpg" width="237" /&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/-9BMDQSr80pc/TxN-MXip_fI/AAAAAAAAAW4/NuBbImdXQyc/s1600/Gracie-running-ears-wrapped.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9BMDQSr80pc/TxN-MXip_fI/AAAAAAAAAW4/NuBbImdXQyc/s320/Gracie-running-ears-wrapped.jpg" width="253" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Love how here ears wrapped under her chin.&lt;/td&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;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3739888931671219936-7002015851443016495?l=lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com/feeds/7002015851443016495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3739888931671219936&amp;postID=7002015851443016495' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3739888931671219936/posts/default/7002015851443016495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3739888931671219936/posts/default/7002015851443016495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com/2012/01/she-makes-me-smile.html' title='She makes me smile'/><author><name>StacyC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18105081581955810004</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_jxXI7xlT7k/TxN-Kil_eQI/AAAAAAAAAWw/cvDgwPy58oQ/s72-c/Gracie-running.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3739888931671219936.post-4742008770969734477</id><published>2012-01-06T22:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T22:19:23.865-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mourning Christmas</title><content type='html'>Every year this day comes around no matter how hard I try to put it off. Tomorrow the Christmas decorations come down. I know the first week of January is over, but I LOVE our Christmas decorations. Even now, I'm sitting in the dark with just the tree lights illuminating the room and I love it. It's peaceful and beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I have a problem. That's the first step to recovery, admitting you have a problem, right? Well honestly, I'm not sure I want to be cured of this problem. Christmas brings me joy and who doesn't need a little more joy in their lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I'll say goodbye to the ornaments, lights, stockings, Santas, snowmen, village houses, nativities, snowflakes, and everything else as they are carefully packed away in their boxes and stored in their home beneath the stairs until one lovely November day when they will be reawakened to once again perform their magic. Tonight, well tonight I'll see for a few extra minutes and enjoy the beauty and then quietly say goodnight to my trees.&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/-5tiuDXNqYR0/TwfVwTfYXQI/AAAAAAAAAWg/Hz78sIhW3So/s1600/family-room-tree.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5tiuDXNqYR0/TwfVwTfYXQI/AAAAAAAAAWg/Hz78sIhW3So/s320/family-room-tree.jpg" width="213" /&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/-OzdYnosSrkU/TwfVwrBOVmI/AAAAAAAAAWo/ASmDYGfdrhU/s1600/front-tree-with-village.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OzdYnosSrkU/TwfVwrBOVmI/AAAAAAAAAWo/ASmDYGfdrhU/s320/front-tree-with-village.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3739888931671219936-4742008770969734477?l=lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com/feeds/4742008770969734477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3739888931671219936&amp;postID=4742008770969734477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3739888931671219936/posts/default/4742008770969734477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3739888931671219936/posts/default/4742008770969734477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com/2012/01/mourning-christmas.html' title='Mourning Christmas'/><author><name>StacyC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18105081581955810004</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5tiuDXNqYR0/TwfVwTfYXQI/AAAAAAAAAWg/Hz78sIhW3So/s72-c/family-room-tree.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3739888931671219936.post-2943877836264319248</id><published>2011-12-29T22:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-29T22:45:54.479-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The week of....</title><content type='html'>&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Movies - the latest releases in the theater; the latest releases on DVD; favorite Christmas movies&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Popcorn - theater popcorn with butter part way through the bag and then again on top; my own bag because others add extra salt and that's WAY too much for me&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Munching - leftovers from Christmas dinner; snacks from neighbors; favorites like caramel chocolate dipped pretzels, corn pop candy, and fudge; crackers and cheese ball; chips and dip&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Eating out - it is the last week before the NEW year, which means undoing the damage done in the last month and more; plus there are restaurant gift cards that must be used&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hanging out in jammies - mornings are slow; jammies acceptable attire&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Real breakfasts - hash browns; scrambled eggs with bacon and cheese; fried eggs and pancakes; scones (the deep fried kind)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;No schedules - I am the master of my own time!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3739888931671219936-2943877836264319248?l=lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com/feeds/2943877836264319248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3739888931671219936&amp;postID=2943877836264319248' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3739888931671219936/posts/default/2943877836264319248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3739888931671219936/posts/default/2943877836264319248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com/2011/12/week-of.html' title='The week of....'/><author><name>StacyC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18105081581955810004</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-3739888931671219936.post-3728703828557583532</id><published>2011-12-24T22:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-24T22:00:07.499-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Eve</title><content type='html'>Some how Christmas Eve snuck up on me this year. It isn't that I'm not ready - the gifts are bought and wrapped, the decorations are up, the grocery shopping is done. It just seems too early for Christmas Eve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow the weeks slipped away this year. Between meetings, parties, puppy classes, wedding receptions, and regular life, the days passed way to quickly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yet, tonight was just as planned. Dinner with J's family - homemade pizza, deviled eggs, crackers and cheese ball, orange frappe, and candies from J's niece. The white elephant gift exchange was memorable with people vying for the few gifts worth taking home and hoping you didn't end up with something that would resurface next year or the year after as a gift. And J's sister-in-law shared a cute activity with the kids that talked about the meaning behind the symbols of Christmas - the perfect reminder of the reason for the season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here I sit, with the holiday lights on, hoping I get one last gift put together for K and J tonight. But mostly grateful for the gift my Savior has given me - the chance to live with him again. I love this season. Love the feelings it brings out. Love the decorations. Love the reminder of my purpose here on earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am grateful for Christmas and the love it surrounds me with. Merry Christmas!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3739888931671219936-3728703828557583532?l=lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com/feeds/3728703828557583532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3739888931671219936&amp;postID=3728703828557583532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3739888931671219936/posts/default/3728703828557583532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3739888931671219936/posts/default/3728703828557583532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com/2011/12/christmas-eve.html' title='Christmas Eve'/><author><name>StacyC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18105081581955810004</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-3739888931671219936.post-4830051756267344493</id><published>2011-12-11T20:52:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-11T21:18:52.454-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The tree that keeps on "living"</title><content type='html'>For years we had a real tree - we'd spend hours out in the cold going from tree lot to tree lot until we found the perfect tree. And then we made the move to a "fake" tree. We got it on sale after the holidays. This was back in the days when trees didn't come with lights, so I spent the first year putting on about 800 lights. It was beautiful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For years I've pulled that tree out of storage, fluffed it, and plugged in the lights. The first few years I had no doubts the lights would come on. The last five or so years I have held my breath each year, saying a silent prayer that the lights would come on. And each year the lights have come on. It is beautiful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For years this was my "prissy" tree; the one that was color coordinated. It started out as red and white. Then one year it was green and white with silver. Then my favorite color was approved and we had a purple and gold tree. My decorating skills were just budding at that time and while everything matched, it wasn't a well decorated tree. But it was beautiful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For years the hodge podge trees were the preferred trees and my "prissy" tree was tolerated. And then a few years ago we were out Christmas shopping and found the most beautiful tree decorated in earthy tones like orange, red, green, brown, and gold. It had such a random mix of ornaments and yet it all came together to create a stunning tree. That was the year everyone at our house wanted a "prissy" tree, although it was never called a prissy tree. And the new tree was beautiful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For years now I have improved my decorating skills and now that sweet tree we bought over 20 years ago is displayed in full glory, covered in a stunning array of red and white decorations that are a random mix with a few themes mixed in (if you look close enough). And the lights came on again this year. The tree is beautiful!&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/-eMjGYXFAZr0/TuV_gnJXJkI/AAAAAAAAAVw/mE2HXF4rm94/s1600/boot-and-glitter-santa---re.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eMjGYXFAZr0/TuV_gnJXJkI/AAAAAAAAAVw/mE2HXF4rm94/s320/boot-and-glitter-santa---re.jpg" width="239" /&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/-aZQvKbUz0jk/TuV_jdmnhZI/AAAAAAAAAV4/9nKRMxYyZeU/s1600/frosted-reindeer---top-of-r.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aZQvKbUz0jk/TuV_jdmnhZI/AAAAAAAAAV4/9nKRMxYyZeU/s320/frosted-reindeer---top-of-r.jpg" width="239" /&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/-tapF_twD4pI/TuV_lXdvXeI/AAAAAAAAAWA/SyZTHEKpnAQ/s1600/fuzzy-snowflake---red-tree.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tapF_twD4pI/TuV_lXdvXeI/AAAAAAAAAWA/SyZTHEKpnAQ/s320/fuzzy-snowflake---red-tree.jpg" width="239" /&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/-F0nx8vIyYGM/TuV_pXrIEMI/AAAAAAAAAWI/bj1eVo0Fw-o/s1600/stuffed-reindeer-and-snowfl.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-F0nx8vIyYGM/TuV_pXrIEMI/AAAAAAAAAWI/bj1eVo0Fw-o/s320/stuffed-reindeer-and-snowfl.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3739888931671219936-4830051756267344493?l=lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com/feeds/4830051756267344493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3739888931671219936&amp;postID=4830051756267344493' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3739888931671219936/posts/default/4830051756267344493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3739888931671219936/posts/default/4830051756267344493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com/2011/12/tree-that-just-keeps-on-living.html' title='The tree that keeps on &quot;living&quot;'/><author><name>StacyC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18105081581955810004</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eMjGYXFAZr0/TuV_gnJXJkI/AAAAAAAAAVw/mE2HXF4rm94/s72-c/boot-and-glitter-santa---re.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3739888931671219936.post-2789372381598592665</id><published>2011-12-10T20:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-10T20:39:39.975-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Shop, wrap, repeat</title><content type='html'>Saturdays are our main shopping days, which makes Sunday a big wrapping day. We bring out the gifts, spread out the wrapping supplies, and dive in. We usually watch a holiday movie, unless there's a really good football game on and then it takes precedence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was no exception - lots of shopping. Plus, I have gifts that I've bought over the past few months. So tomorrow will be a fun day of wrapping.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3739888931671219936-2789372381598592665?l=lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com/feeds/2789372381598592665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3739888931671219936&amp;postID=2789372381598592665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3739888931671219936/posts/default/2789372381598592665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3739888931671219936/posts/default/2789372381598592665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com/2011/12/shop-wrap-repeat.html' title='Shop, wrap, repeat'/><author><name>StacyC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18105081581955810004</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-3739888931671219936.post-3543322152611039758</id><published>2011-12-09T20:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-09T20:55:30.453-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It wouldn't be Christmas</title><content type='html'>Christmas wouldn't be Christmas without foods and treats. Some are from years past, others came with time, and some happen some years and not others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Fudge - a staple as a child and still a part of Christmas present, but it must be the Fantasy Fudge recipe&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Popcorn balls - J makes the best ones in town and their red/pink color just for the season&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Corn pop candy - this recipe came from some friends years ago and we've adapted it a bit; it uses the Corn Pops you find on the chip aisle and is coated in a buttery sugar syrup and you can't stop eating it once you start&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Prime Rib - the food of choice for Christmas dinner and melt in your mouth perfection with a little horseradish sauce on the side&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Brussel Sprouts with special sauce - I for one do NOT partake of the Brussel Sprouts but no Christmas dinner is complete without them (why we can't make the sauce for something worthier like broccoli or cauliflower is beyond me)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Caramel &amp;amp; Chocolate covered pretzel rods - this is a new addition and one that doesn't always get made each year, but oh so worth it&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Homemade caramels - another thing that doesn't always get done but when I do get them made they are really, really good&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Scalloped potatoes - J makes a good batch of scalloped potatoes and Brianna could eat every last drop &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;I'm sure I've missed something but that's the highlights. Wow, I think I'm hungry!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3739888931671219936-3543322152611039758?l=lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com/feeds/3543322152611039758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3739888931671219936&amp;postID=3543322152611039758' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3739888931671219936/posts/default/3543322152611039758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3739888931671219936/posts/default/3543322152611039758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com/2011/12/it-wouldnt-be-christmas.html' title='It wouldn&apos;t be Christmas'/><author><name>StacyC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18105081581955810004</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-3739888931671219936.post-2088774081396465918</id><published>2011-12-08T22:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-08T22:30:00.125-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Behind the Scenes</title><content type='html'>I love taking pictures of our decorations and this year is no exception. I have pictures of every tree in the house plus closeups. There are photos of the lights on the railing, the beautiful rugs on the walls, the festive mantel, a dozen or more of the village and the nativities. Everything is picture perfect.&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/-GHIFMh3-raY/TuGaN2FbVqI/AAAAAAAAAUw/erqfWBezx30/s1600/nativities.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="234" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GHIFMh3-raY/TuGaN2FbVqI/AAAAAAAAAUw/erqfWBezx30/s320/nativities.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://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YnD272W3wxw/TuGaVNEbC7I/AAAAAAAAAU4/xHhtu4cUFCI/s1600/fam-room-tree.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YnD272W3wxw/TuGaVNEbC7I/AAAAAAAAAU4/xHhtu4cUFCI/s320/fam-room-tree.jpg" width="151" /&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/-4tfUvY3fLAY/TuGabugivBI/AAAAAAAAAVA/UA16aINqLjI/s1600/029.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4tfUvY3fLAY/TuGabugivBI/AAAAAAAAAVA/UA16aINqLjI/s320/029.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://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FfzWP3kFLqw/TuGah660FhI/AAAAAAAAAVI/SswPrqHhMMI/s1600/016.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FfzWP3kFLqw/TuGah660FhI/AAAAAAAAAVI/SswPrqHhMMI/s320/016.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the reality. We have two rambunctious puppies that love to chase each other, especially around things like the ottoman, the kitchen island, and especially the Christmas tree, plus an established hound (Mabel prefers not to be called old) that loves to sleep under the tree and scruff the tree skirt. And while overall they are very good to leave the ornaments and decorations alone, every now and then a casualty happens and it is hard to keep an eye on them constantly. Plus it freaks me out to see the tree sway back and forth or spin ever so slightly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so we've implemented a few additions to the normal decor.&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Sy6wJMThYJM/TuGbSOMcNZI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/A0VNS98LTJc/s1600/tree-and-barstool.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Sy6wJMThYJM/TuGbSOMcNZI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/A0VNS98LTJc/s320/tree-and-barstool.jpg" width="181" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kitchen bar stool on family room side&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://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OXppdli8Ksk/TuGbTyQ4TLI/AAAAAAAAAVY/k8iOCACthUM/s1600/chair-and-stool-around-tree.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OXppdli8Ksk/TuGbTyQ4TLI/AAAAAAAAAVY/k8iOCACthUM/s320/chair-and-stool-around-tree.jpg" width="186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kitchen bar stool AND chair on kitchen side&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/-tkx-l4hMBo0/TuGbVy6-NgI/AAAAAAAAAVg/9-HiBb5ZFVY/s1600/gated-front-room.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tkx-l4hMBo0/TuGbVy6-NgI/AAAAAAAAAVg/9-HiBb5ZFVY/s320/gated-front-room.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Gate into front room; often it is between the family room and entry so they don't head downstairs or into the front room&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://3.bp.blogspot.com/-47gIvjbeDvE/TuGbXcEA7WI/AAAAAAAAAVo/LFudZnIIqDc/s1600/tipped-pluto-house.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="167" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-47gIvjbeDvE/TuGbXcEA7WI/AAAAAAAAAVo/LFudZnIIqDc/s320/tipped-pluto-house.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;Unable to protect the Disney village, Pluto's dog house seems to have had a close encounter today&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Does it still feel like Christmas even with these non-traditional items included in the decor? You bet! Likely you won't see them since we tend to grab and stash things if the door bell rings. Gotta preserve that picture perfect look and Christmas must go on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3739888931671219936-2088774081396465918?l=lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com/feeds/2088774081396465918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3739888931671219936&amp;postID=2088774081396465918' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3739888931671219936/posts/default/2088774081396465918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3739888931671219936/posts/default/2088774081396465918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com/2011/12/christmas-behind-scenes.html' title='Christmas Behind the Scenes'/><author><name>StacyC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18105081581955810004</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GHIFMh3-raY/TuGaN2FbVqI/AAAAAAAAAUw/erqfWBezx30/s72-c/nativities.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3739888931671219936.post-4053729010451713583</id><published>2011-12-07T22:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-07T22:14:46.871-07:00</updated><title type='text'>To Shop or Not to Shop?</title><content type='html'>That is the question that most people ask when it comes to Black Friday. And typically, we go shopping on Black Friday, but we don't get up at the crack of dawn with the crazies, but sleep in and then hit the sales that end at 11:00 or so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year the plan was no different, until K got an idea in her head. She had purchased part of what she needed for her managers but needed to go to several stores in the Salt Lake City area. The plan was to do that on Black Friday. But she got to thinking. Instead of fighting the crowds that morning, why not go when the store opens at midnight? We aren't going for all the sale items so we can go in, get what we need, and get out. Great plan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So off we headed to Salt Lake at 11:30 Thursday evening. We got to the first Kohls and there was still a line outside, which meant we had officially joined the ranks of the crazies, but it moved rather quickly. We went to the back, found what we wanted, paid, and headed to the car. Unfortunately, we still needed a few more. So we headed to the next Kohls. Here we hit the jackpot and found the exact number we needed so we jumped in line. Now mind you, the line was at the back of the store and starting down the middle aisle. AND there were two lines - one for each side of the store that took this lovely path. We got in line with hopes that it would move quickly (and the store person monitoring the lines was SURE it would only take about 20 minutes). One hour and 30 minutes later, we reached the check out. By then we had acquired a couple other items that would make great gifts for family, we had watched the people in front of us take turns standing in line while the others shopped, and bonded with the people behind us about the lack of carts and how our arms were about to fall off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We arrived home a little after 3:30 am and passed a few people that looked like they were heading out for the stores opening at 4:00 and 5:00.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though we didn't get a lot of sleep, it was a fun adventure. We chatted, looked at things that were on sale and wondered who bought them, commiserated with other shoppers, discussed what we wanted to do that weekend, and basically just enjoyed hanging out. I'm not sure I'm ready to do it again anytime soon, but it makes for a good story and an even better memory.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3739888931671219936-4053729010451713583?l=lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com/feeds/4053729010451713583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3739888931671219936&amp;postID=4053729010451713583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3739888931671219936/posts/default/4053729010451713583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3739888931671219936/posts/default/4053729010451713583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com/2011/12/to-shop-or-not-to-shop.html' title='To Shop or Not to Shop?'/><author><name>StacyC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18105081581955810004</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-3739888931671219936.post-8581024740161297570</id><published>2011-12-06T21:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T22:17:00.857-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Tree Memories</title><content type='html'>Christmas Trees have always played a big part in my Christmas celebration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a child, we had a live tree that we covered with strings of popcorn and cranberries, paper chains, miniature candy canes, ornaments made at school throughout the years, and clumps of tinsel (because what kid has enough patience to put tinsel on one strand at a time).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first year at college we didn't have much money, but we bought a cute little tree, or what we thought was cute. We didn't have a tree stand and the slats that were hammered into the bottom of the 4" trunk didn't do much to support it, so we tied a string to the top and thumb tacked the string into the ceiling to keep the tree upright. I have no idea what we decorated it with, but that string was a life saver.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few years later I had a job and a bigger tree was in the budget. We spent an evening decorating it with lights, glass balls, and a few ornaments we had collected. We also had a kitten that year that was very curious. So we made sure that each day when we left for work the sliding door from the hall to the front room was closed and the kitten was in the back. One day we came home to the tree lying in the middle of the front room. The kitten had managed to open the sliding door enough to squeeze through it and then proceeded to climb the tree, which caused it to topple. We gathered up the frightened kitten, picked up the broken balls, and put the tree back together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now we have five trees - four of which are undecorated and redecorated each year. I LOVE decorating the trees. It's a creative experience as I strategically place all sizes and shapes of decorations as well as a trip down memory lane as I think back on where the ornaments came from (some we've had for 20 plus years). I am amazed at the process my tree decorating has taken over the years, even over the past 10 years or so. What used to be a fun tree has turned into a creative project. Where before ornaments were carefully placed to find "balance" and had to be hung just so now are randomly placed to create balance and are hung to fill space rather than to hang perfectly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also have many memories tied to the trees we decorated for the Thomas family and the joy that experience brought each of us. What started as a simple favor grew to a multi-hour time of decorating that combined singing to carols that played in the background, laughing over stories from the past, words of approval when the decorating was finished, and pizza to wrap up the time together. And while this tradition has ended, the memories live on forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd have to say that Christmas trees play an integral part in my Christmas experience. Does that mean it wouldn't be Christmas without a tree? No, because Christmas is about what is inside me. But Christmas trees will always be a part of my memories - the good, the bad, and the unforgettable. &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/-p_PuQezb33M/Tt72vk0acaI/AAAAAAAAAUo/IaeisrvePx8/s1600/red-and-white-tree-downstai.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-p_PuQezb33M/Tt72vk0acaI/AAAAAAAAAUo/IaeisrvePx8/s320/red-and-white-tree-downstai.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3739888931671219936-8581024740161297570?l=lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com/feeds/8581024740161297570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3739888931671219936&amp;postID=8581024740161297570' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3739888931671219936/posts/default/8581024740161297570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3739888931671219936/posts/default/8581024740161297570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com/2011/12/christmas-tree-memories.html' title='Christmas Tree Memories'/><author><name>StacyC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18105081581955810004</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-p_PuQezb33M/Tt72vk0acaI/AAAAAAAAAUo/IaeisrvePx8/s72-c/red-and-white-tree-downstai.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3739888931671219936.post-1304043003482094963</id><published>2011-12-05T22:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-05T22:26:55.821-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Countdown to Christmas</title><content type='html'>I remember being in college when I got my first advent calendar, the kind with chocolate for each day. I thought it was the coolest thing ever!!! I mean, who doesn't love an excuse to eat chocolate each day. The funny thing is, I have a vague recollection of putting cotton balls on Santa's beard each day when I was very little but it's kind of a fuzzy memory so I still think of the college memory as my first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now...well my countdown really starts in November - the first day of November. That's the day I put my Christmas music on my iPod and start listening just to Christmas music on the drive to and from work and while at work. Then there's the countdown to when the decorating starts. First we have to clean carpets and furniture and deep clean the house. So depending on the anticipated decorating start date, we back up to the weekend before for the cleaning process. Once the decorating is done, well then, I don't really count anything anymore. Well, I should take that back. I count how many pay periods there are left and compare that to the amount of shopping to do - the goal is to have those two match or have more pay periods than shopping items.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year I bought supplies to make an advent calendar. I found these adorable canvas shapes that I plan to add numbers to and decorate in some fun way. I wonder where I put those?? Maybe they'll be ready for next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I think the most memorable Advent calendar is the one we made for the Wheatley's kids. It was a box that had 25 drawers that were each numbered. We bought itty bitty ornaments and a cute little tree and a few candy treats. We filled each drawer with an ornament and added a candy to a few as well. The kids opened a drawer each day and put the ornament on the tree and when the tree was decorated, it was Christmas. It was so fun to see their excitement when they opened it the first time. And even more fun to see it in their kitchen each year thereafter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas is definitely worth counting down to and I really need to find those canvas shapes so I can make an advent calendar. Have I mentioned that I love Christmas! Happy counting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3739888931671219936-1304043003482094963?l=lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com/feeds/1304043003482094963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3739888931671219936&amp;postID=1304043003482094963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3739888931671219936/posts/default/1304043003482094963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3739888931671219936/posts/default/1304043003482094963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com/2011/12/countdown-to-christmas.html' title='Countdown to Christmas'/><author><name>StacyC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18105081581955810004</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-3739888931671219936.post-8885017257047305672</id><published>2011-12-04T21:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-04T22:13:12.133-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm dreaming of...</title><content type='html'>The perfect Christmas. 'Cause every girl has got to dream, right? The thing is, I love our Christmases. I love our decorations, the time we spend together, the food we have, the things we do to get ready, the warm and happy feeling, the songs I sing almost constantly, the sitting with only the Christmas lights on at night enjoying the quiet and beauty...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But there are a few things that I would add to the list and they are usually things I can't control, but some I definitely can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want snow on Christmas. Well really, I want snow for the entire time the Christmas decorations are up - it is so beautiful and enhances the lights and decorations. But I also think it would be amazing to wake up to snow like the scene at the end of A Christmas Story - everything is covered in about a foot of snow and looks like a big, fluffy blanket (I think the twinkly music helps it seem magical too).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would also make AND send Christmas cards. I hate to confess that there have been a few times I've made the cards and then not sent them, but more often I don't even get them made. This year, I happen to have four or five made (leftover from a card swap). I really like them and I've vowed to myself to use them. But just in case, here's what they look like. Can I count this as sending one? Just kidding!&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/-AbUjuMiKjDs/TtxPxKF9gYI/AAAAAAAAAUg/vUOzChu9uss/s1600/christmas-card-pink-and-bro.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="244" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AbUjuMiKjDs/TtxPxKF9gYI/AAAAAAAAAUg/vUOzChu9uss/s320/christmas-card-pink-and-bro.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next I would have more time. Time to do things with others like make and decorate cookies, go sledding, make gingerbread houses, make neighborhood gifts, take walks in the snow, watch Christmas movies, and so much more. I would also make sure the time was BEFORE Christmas - I usually save my vacation days for the time between Christmas and New Years so I don't have to go to work, which I love, but it would be fun to have days before as well. And if I'm dreaming, let's just make it the whole month of December or at least a couple weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would also love if the news only shared happy and uplifting stories. That wars ceased, everyone had food, crime stopped, and people spent their time showing their love to each other. But wouldn't that be nice if that were the case all year long and not just during the holidays. I think that's why I love the song "The Secret of Christmas" so much - it says it's not the things you do at Christmastime, but the little things you do, all year long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so this dream comes to an end, but it leaves me inspired to see what I can take from the dream state to reality. To make the time for the things I want to do. To send the cards I've made. To lift those around me and then carry the Christmas spirit with me the whole year through. I love Christmas and all it comes with - music, lights, special movies, extra time with loved ones, giving to others, decorations, snow, and of course, food. So here's to making my dreams come true this holiday season!&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/3739888931671219936-8885017257047305672?l=lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com/feeds/8885017257047305672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3739888931671219936&amp;postID=8885017257047305672' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3739888931671219936/posts/default/8885017257047305672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3739888931671219936/posts/default/8885017257047305672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com/2011/12/im-dreaming-of.html' title='I&apos;m dreaming of...'/><author><name>StacyC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18105081581955810004</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AbUjuMiKjDs/TtxPxKF9gYI/AAAAAAAAAUg/vUOzChu9uss/s72-c/christmas-card-pink-and-bro.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3739888931671219936.post-8419849067135294509</id><published>2011-12-03T22:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-03T22:14:52.660-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ahh, Christmas....</title><content type='html'>December is here, which means the Christmas season is underway. The house is decorated to the gills as usual, with a few new things thrown into the mix. The puppies are pretty good about not bothering the decor, although Eeyore in the Disney village is missing a portion of his mane and the family room tree has bar stools on two sides so they can't wrestle under or race around the tree (it is amazing that it hasn't toppled yet).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last year at this time we were coated in a lovely winter white and while we have had several snow storms, not enough has accumulated to last more than a day. And I'm torn this year - I love the beauty that snow provides and the final touch it puts on the holidays, but the puppies need time outside to play and aren't as eager to go out when it is cold and snowy. So I'm not praying for snow yet, but have to admit I was excited when I came home to snow falling yesterday (it appears the weather man doesn't know which part of the state we live in since the forecast was for snow in the central part and I'm pretty sure we are considered Northern Utah).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm highly tempted to cut a few snowflakes and hang them up as encouragement for the snow to make it's official appearance. I did this as a child and it always seemed to work its magic, plus it was a fun activity and a great decoration for the windows. If I do take up the cutting challenge, it will be for a garland. Seems more grown up, but then again, my bedroom windows need a little sprucing up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until the real snow comes, I'll enjoy the snowflake decorations on the trees. This is one of my favorites - well of the pictures I've taken so far this year. I think every tree in the house has at least one snowflake ornament or garland or other type of snowflake as a decor item.&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/-BkmEx6atxUA/TtsBXAcFWPI/AAAAAAAAAUU/6NHAWdby1vY/s1600/snowflake-on-tree.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BkmEx6atxUA/TtsBXAcFWPI/AAAAAAAAAUU/6NHAWdby1vY/s320/snowflake-on-tree.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you tell I LOVE snow?? Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3739888931671219936-8419849067135294509?l=lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com/feeds/8419849067135294509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3739888931671219936&amp;postID=8419849067135294509' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3739888931671219936/posts/default/8419849067135294509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3739888931671219936/posts/default/8419849067135294509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com/2011/12/ahh-christmas.html' title='Ahh, Christmas....'/><author><name>StacyC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18105081581955810004</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BkmEx6atxUA/TtsBXAcFWPI/AAAAAAAAAUU/6NHAWdby1vY/s72-c/snowflake-on-tree.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3739888931671219936.post-7001359496903096218</id><published>2011-11-30T23:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-30T23:53:39.715-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gratitude'/><title type='text'>Day 30 - Grateful for getting things done</title><content type='html'>I have toiled, agonized, groaned, inwardly cursed, rejoiced, and more on a project at work for about a week and today I finally finished it. Yes, there are a few tweaks to make and some additional information to add, but the bulk of the work (and the brain draining part) is now behind me. LOVE getting to this point!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am grateful for the skills I have that allow me to complete complex projects and even more thankful for the wonderful feeling that comes with completing a task.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3739888931671219936-7001359496903096218?l=lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com/feeds/7001359496903096218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3739888931671219936&amp;postID=7001359496903096218' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3739888931671219936/posts/default/7001359496903096218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3739888931671219936/posts/default/7001359496903096218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com/2011/11/day-30-grateful-for-getting-things-done.html' title='Day 30 - Grateful for getting things done'/><author><name>StacyC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18105081581955810004</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-3739888931671219936.post-4825113544663878963</id><published>2011-11-29T21:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-29T21:35:47.883-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gratitude'/><title type='text'>Day 29 - Thankful for leftovers</title><content type='html'>Thanksgiving provides some of the best leftovers - turkey, stuffing, rolls, cranberry sauce, and more. It's nice to come home at night and know there is something yummy that only requires a little reheating time before you can eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact, I think I'll go have me a little stuffing - love those leftovers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3739888931671219936-4825113544663878963?l=lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com/feeds/4825113544663878963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3739888931671219936&amp;postID=4825113544663878963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3739888931671219936/posts/default/4825113544663878963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3739888931671219936/posts/default/4825113544663878963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com/2011/11/day-29-thankful-for-leftovers.html' title='Day 29 - Thankful for leftovers'/><author><name>StacyC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18105081581955810004</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-3739888931671219936.post-1983061340277998376</id><published>2011-11-28T21:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-28T21:58:42.535-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gratitude'/><title type='text'>Day 28 - Thankful for hair dye</title><content type='html'>Yes, I did say hair dye. I've been greying since my mid-20s and most of the time I color it often enough that I don't really realize how much grey I have. Well this time I waited a little too long. Oy, I'm getting old and grey! Luckily most of it is only visible if you lifted up the top layers, but there are more grey hairs than brown now by a long shot. Enter Garnier hair color - heaven bless the person that created this life-saving beauty item. I admit, I'm a little vain about my hair color - I don't want to look older than I am (I'm old enough as it is :) ).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today, I'm grateful that when I was drying my hair, going layer by layer, no grey hair was visible because that beautiful, green box called Cool Tea washed it all away!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3739888931671219936-1983061340277998376?l=lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com/feeds/1983061340277998376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3739888931671219936&amp;postID=1983061340277998376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3739888931671219936/posts/default/1983061340277998376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3739888931671219936/posts/default/1983061340277998376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com/2011/11/day-28-thankful-for-hair-dye.html' title='Day 28 - Thankful for hair dye'/><author><name>StacyC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18105081581955810004</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-3739888931671219936.post-7294413474949554563</id><published>2011-11-27T19:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-27T19:31:16.163-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gratitude'/><title type='text'>Day 27 - Thankful for a decorated house</title><content type='html'>Most years we are decorated the weekend of Thanksgiving, but this year, we started earlier than usual because of the puppies. Wow did it take a long time! But everything is done and I'm so grateful that we are finished. Now I can enjoy the lights and decorations each night before I go to bed. And we're ready for the party on Friday night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm grateful for Christmas decorations and having this part of the holidays behind us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3739888931671219936-7294413474949554563?l=lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com/feeds/7294413474949554563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3739888931671219936&amp;postID=7294413474949554563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3739888931671219936/posts/default/7294413474949554563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3739888931671219936/posts/default/7294413474949554563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com/2011/11/day-27-thankful-for-decorated-house.html' title='Day 27 - Thankful for a decorated house'/><author><name>StacyC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18105081581955810004</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-3739888931671219936.post-1253682284500252009</id><published>2011-11-25T20:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-25T20:17:57.254-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gratitude'/><title type='text'>Day 25 - Thankful for sunshine</title><content type='html'>While it wasn't a super sunny day, the rain they predicted didn't come, which meant a walk with the puppies and plenty of time for the hounds to play outside. At this time of year I am usually longing for snow (which I still am in a way), but with the puppies, nice weather is so much better because then they can play outside and get their wiggles out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm grateful for nice weather this late in November - but will also be very excited when the snow comes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3739888931671219936-1253682284500252009?l=lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com/feeds/1253682284500252009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3739888931671219936&amp;postID=1253682284500252009' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3739888931671219936/posts/default/1253682284500252009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3739888931671219936/posts/default/1253682284500252009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com/2011/11/day-25-thankful-for-sunshine.html' title='Day 25 - Thankful for sunshine'/><author><name>StacyC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18105081581955810004</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-3739888931671219936.post-5867116533702501047</id><published>2011-11-24T22:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-24T22:18:15.902-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gratitude'/><title type='text'>Day 24 - Grateful for good food and family</title><content type='html'>Spent Thanksgiving with J's family today (which really is my family by association). The food was wonderful - so many good cooks in the family. Had a great time chatting, watching football, and chasing the puppies. I'm grateful for my extended family and for their willingness to accept me so willingly into their family. And I'm grateful for all that I have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was a great day filled with good food and time with people I love. I'm grateful for days like today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3739888931671219936-5867116533702501047?l=lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com/feeds/5867116533702501047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3739888931671219936&amp;postID=5867116533702501047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3739888931671219936/posts/default/5867116533702501047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3739888931671219936/posts/default/5867116533702501047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com/2011/11/day-24-grateful-for-good-food-and.html' title='Day 24 - Grateful for good food and family'/><author><name>StacyC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18105081581955810004</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-3739888931671219936.post-6990383198523684432</id><published>2011-11-23T22:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-23T22:18:51.282-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gratitude'/><title type='text'>Day 23 - Thankful for a blessed life</title><content type='html'>I have so much to be grateful for. I live in a free country with friends that I love dearly. I have a very good job. I live in a beautiful and comfortable home. I have dogs that brighten my day in so many ways. I am surrounded by friends and family. I believe in Christ and know that some day I will return to his presence. I could go on and on because I truly am blessed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am grateful for all that I have been blessed with. Life is good!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3739888931671219936-6990383198523684432?l=lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com/feeds/6990383198523684432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3739888931671219936&amp;postID=6990383198523684432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3739888931671219936/posts/default/6990383198523684432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3739888931671219936/posts/default/6990383198523684432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com/2011/11/day-23-thankful-for-blessed-life.html' title='Day 23 - Thankful for a blessed life'/><author><name>StacyC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18105081581955810004</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-3739888931671219936.post-8097165517772388685</id><published>2011-11-22T21:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-22T21:58:36.588-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gratitude'/><title type='text'>Day 22 - Thankful for escaping the office</title><content type='html'>Today we had a team activity and it was so nice to escape the office for a few hours and enjoy time with people I work with and enjoy being with. I'm grateful that I have a boss that understands that you need to do fun things together as well as work together. And I'm grateful for a few hours to do something non-work.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3739888931671219936-8097165517772388685?l=lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com/feeds/8097165517772388685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3739888931671219936&amp;postID=8097165517772388685' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3739888931671219936/posts/default/8097165517772388685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3739888931671219936/posts/default/8097165517772388685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com/2011/11/day-22-thankful-for-escaping-office.html' title='Day 22 - Thankful for escaping the office'/><author><name>StacyC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18105081581955810004</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-3739888931671219936.post-6668339859642648983</id><published>2011-11-21T21:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-21T21:34:18.276-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gratitude'/><title type='text'>Day 21 - Thankful for Chocolate</title><content type='html'>Some days chocolate is what makes the day or helps you get through the day. And I find that some of my favorite chocolate candies appear at this time of year - Mint M&amp;amp;Ms, Cadbury Christmas balls, Sweet's Orange or Raspberry Sticks, Mint Truffle Kisses, and Dove's Peppermint Bark Promises (these are to die for).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, life is good, especially when there is chocolate!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3739888931671219936-6668339859642648983?l=lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com/feeds/6668339859642648983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3739888931671219936&amp;postID=6668339859642648983' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3739888931671219936/posts/default/6668339859642648983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3739888931671219936/posts/default/6668339859642648983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com/2011/11/day-21-thankful-for-chocolate.html' title='Day 21 - Thankful for Chocolate'/><author><name>StacyC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18105081581955810004</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-3739888931671219936.post-676677070696589699</id><published>2011-11-20T22:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T22:28:10.905-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gratitude'/><title type='text'>Day 20 - Thankful for the beauty of Christmas lights</title><content type='html'>I recognize that it is still November AND not yet Thanksgiving, but Christmas decorating starts early around here. Partly because it takes at least a week to get everything up (at least before we got the puppies - now it appears to take twice as long) and partly because I LOVE having the decorations up as long as I can, especially the lights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is something so absolutely peaceful and soothing about Christmas lights. Whether on a tree, the mantel, the railing - you get the idea, I can sit and stare at them or use them as the main light source. I love all white, but I also enjoy a good color combination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so tonight as I sit in my family room with the Christmas lights on, I'm grateful for their beauty and the peaceful feeling they instill in me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3739888931671219936-676677070696589699?l=lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com/feeds/676677070696589699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3739888931671219936&amp;postID=676677070696589699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3739888931671219936/posts/default/676677070696589699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3739888931671219936/posts/default/676677070696589699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com/2011/11/day-20-thankful-for-beauty-of-christmas.html' title='Day 20 - Thankful for the beauty of Christmas lights'/><author><name>StacyC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18105081581955810004</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-3739888931671219936.post-7904269965828121035</id><published>2011-11-19T22:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T22:19:05.288-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gratitude'/><title type='text'>Day 19 - Thankful for a weekend home</title><content type='html'>It has been absolutely wonderful being home this weekend, especially knowing it isn't just for one weekend, but for several months of weekends. There is nothing like getting up and enjoying time just being awake and not having to rush to do anything (well except feed the hounds).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so very grateful for home, weekends, and especially weekends at home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3739888931671219936-7904269965828121035?l=lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com/feeds/7904269965828121035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3739888931671219936&amp;postID=7904269965828121035' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3739888931671219936/posts/default/7904269965828121035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3739888931671219936/posts/default/7904269965828121035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com/2011/11/day-19-thankful-for-weekend-home.html' title='Day 19 - Thankful for a weekend home'/><author><name>StacyC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18105081581955810004</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-3739888931671219936.post-1981861987024450827</id><published>2011-11-17T21:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-17T22:03:22.864-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gratitude'/><title type='text'>Day 17 - Grateful for take out</title><content type='html'>Some weeks are busy and others feel insanely busy. The funny thing is, this week really hasn't been insanely busy but I think hitting this point in the year has me feeling a little out of control (just finished my last work trip, holidays approaching, gearing up for next year's events). So when it was suggested that I stop and pick up dinner on the way home from Ruby River, I was thrilled. I love that restaurants do take out, especially places that we love to eat at. The meal was delicious and we didn't have to lift a finger to make it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm very grateful for good food that is made for me :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3739888931671219936-1981861987024450827?l=lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com/feeds/1981861987024450827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3739888931671219936&amp;postID=1981861987024450827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3739888931671219936/posts/default/1981861987024450827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3739888931671219936/posts/default/1981861987024450827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com/2011/11/day-17-grateful-for-take-out.html' title='Day 17 - Grateful for take out'/><author><name>StacyC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18105081581955810004</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-3739888931671219936.post-5297080333325646251</id><published>2011-11-16T22:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-16T22:12:45.455-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gratitude'/><title type='text'>Day 16 - Grateful for sleeping puppies</title><content type='html'>Although I'm a little partial, I think these pups are mighty cute, whether sleeping or awake. But tonight when I peeked into their pen to check on them, there they were curled up with each other and Hazel's paw over the top of Gracie as if she were protecting her little sister. It was so sweet! I love checking on them while they are sleeping to see what position they are in - sometimes on their backs, other times curled up next to each other, and occasionally on opposite ends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I am thankful for two adorable puppies that love each other and want to be close to each other especially when sleeping.&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/-l17u_vDMDQg/TsSXaLis1XI/AAAAAAAAAUI/YpPMA8Z6AFA/s1600/hazel-and-gracie-sleeping.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="293" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-l17u_vDMDQg/TsSXaLis1XI/AAAAAAAAAUI/YpPMA8Z6AFA/s320/hazel-and-gracie-sleeping.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3739888931671219936-5297080333325646251?l=lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com/feeds/5297080333325646251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3739888931671219936&amp;postID=5297080333325646251' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3739888931671219936/posts/default/5297080333325646251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3739888931671219936/posts/default/5297080333325646251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com/2011/11/day-16-grateful-for-sleeping-puppies.html' title='Day 16 - Grateful for sleeping puppies'/><author><name>StacyC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18105081581955810004</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-l17u_vDMDQg/TsSXaLis1XI/AAAAAAAAAUI/YpPMA8Z6AFA/s72-c/hazel-and-gracie-sleeping.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3739888931671219936.post-3926518404819717840</id><published>2011-11-15T22:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-15T22:33:56.584-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gratitude'/><title type='text'>Day 15 - Grateful for cozy sweater vests</title><content type='html'>Today wasn't the coldest day recently, but I was chilled most of the day and the sweater vest I wore was cozy and comforting. I love that feeling of being wrapped in warmth and softness. It took the edge off the chill and was easy to remove when I did get really warm at work (that only lasted about an hour while we were moving around a lot).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm grateful for the warmth my cozy sweater vest provided.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3739888931671219936-3926518404819717840?l=lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com/feeds/3926518404819717840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3739888931671219936&amp;postID=3926518404819717840' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3739888931671219936/posts/default/3926518404819717840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3739888931671219936/posts/default/3926518404819717840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com/2011/11/day-15-grateful-for-cozy-sweater-vests.html' title='Day 15 - Grateful for cozy sweater vests'/><author><name>StacyC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18105081581955810004</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-3739888931671219936.post-488939142041286352</id><published>2011-11-14T22:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-14T22:17:26.892-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gratitude'/><title type='text'>Day 14 - Grateful for a day at home</title><content type='html'>Although I didn't get much done, it was wonderful being home. I played with the pups, did laundry, and relaxed. It was exactly what I needed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm grateful that after working the weekend I get to stay home on Monday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3739888931671219936-488939142041286352?l=lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com/feeds/488939142041286352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3739888931671219936&amp;postID=488939142041286352' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3739888931671219936/posts/default/488939142041286352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3739888931671219936/posts/default/488939142041286352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com/2011/11/day-14-grateful-for-day-at-home.html' title='Day 14 - Grateful for a day at home'/><author><name>StacyC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18105081581955810004</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-3739888931671219936.post-5656810720615594840</id><published>2011-11-13T20:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-13T20:57:33.571-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gratitude'/><title type='text'>Day 13 - Thankful to be home</title><content type='html'>I love my job, the people I meet, and the energy I gain from being at the events. But, I also get to this point in the year and am so very ready to be home. I love the comfort and peace in our home. I love being with the hounds. I like having my daily routines. I like spending time with those that I love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today I'm grateful for the end of my travel and time to be home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3739888931671219936-5656810720615594840?l=lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com/feeds/5656810720615594840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3739888931671219936&amp;postID=5656810720615594840' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3739888931671219936/posts/default/5656810720615594840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3739888931671219936/posts/default/5656810720615594840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com/2011/11/day-13-thankful-to-be-home.html' title='Day 13 - Thankful to be home'/><author><name>StacyC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18105081581955810004</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-3739888931671219936.post-7149122838200609460</id><published>2011-11-09T21:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-09T21:54:31.514-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gratitude'/><title type='text'>Day 9 - Thankful for snuggly puppies</title><content type='html'>Most mornings the pups are so excited to be up that once they eat they start wrestling and playing. This morning they played some, but then each found a toy and brought it over and sat next to me while they chewed away. They also would run over and nuzzle my neck (before biting my hair :) ). It was so sweet and melted my heart - just one more way they are making sure they are embedded in our lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thankful for the sweet side of the pups, especially when I won't see them for a few days while I'm traveling. It made leaving a little harder, but left me with a warm, fuzzy feeling that's stayed with me all day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3739888931671219936-7149122838200609460?l=lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com/feeds/7149122838200609460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3739888931671219936&amp;postID=7149122838200609460' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3739888931671219936/posts/default/7149122838200609460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3739888931671219936/posts/default/7149122838200609460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com/2011/11/day-9-thankful-for-snuggly-puppies.html' title='Day 9 - Thankful for snuggly puppies'/><author><name>StacyC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18105081581955810004</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-3739888931671219936.post-2586325690038028889</id><published>2011-11-08T23:33:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-08T23:33:55.865-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gratitude'/><title type='text'>Day 8 - Thankful for...</title><content type='html'>I tried to find one word or a simple way to say what I'm grateful for, but couldn't. It needs more than that. I'm thankful for the knowledge I have of life after death, of a Heavenly Father that loves me, and to know that some day I will return to his presence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I attended a funeral today that was very sweet - the stories shared about the wonderful woman we were honoring were enlightening, funny, and touching. It was a time to reflect on my life and what I want to do with it and if I'm on the right track. I'm by no means perfect or even close, but this knowledge carries me through and helps me focus on what is important.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm grateful for my knowledge of my Heavenly Father and his plan for me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3739888931671219936-2586325690038028889?l=lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com/feeds/2586325690038028889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3739888931671219936&amp;postID=2586325690038028889' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3739888931671219936/posts/default/2586325690038028889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3739888931671219936/posts/default/2586325690038028889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com/2011/11/day-8-thankful-for.html' title='Day 8 - Thankful for...'/><author><name>StacyC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18105081581955810004</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-3739888931671219936.post-7303786478931459875</id><published>2011-11-06T20:42:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-06T20:42:51.131-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gratitude'/><title type='text'>Day 6 - Thankful for naps</title><content type='html'>Since the new pups my sleep has been interrupted and I'm getting more and more tired. Today I struggled to stay awake during a wonderful lesson at church - so frustrating!! And so I came home, curled up on the couch and dozed for about 20 mins. It was heavenly! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today I'm grateful for the refreshing and rejuvenating effects of a brief nap.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3739888931671219936-7303786478931459875?l=lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com/feeds/7303786478931459875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3739888931671219936&amp;postID=7303786478931459875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3739888931671219936/posts/default/7303786478931459875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3739888931671219936/posts/default/7303786478931459875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com/2011/11/day-6-thankful-for-naps.html' title='Day 6 - Thankful for naps'/><author><name>StacyC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18105081581955810004</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-3739888931671219936.post-8691412128826598794</id><published>2011-11-05T23:24:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-05T23:24:25.892-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gratitude'/><title type='text'>Day 5 - Grateful for an extra hour</title><content type='html'>Yes, I much prefer Fall Back to Spring Forward when it comes to time changes. I've heard several people talk about how they'll use this extra hour - most very productively. Me, I'm up later than I'd like, so that means I'll be using that extra hour for sleep, which happens to be a favorite weekend activity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thankful that we get back an hour and I'd really be fine with not changing the clocks at all in 2012 - in case anyone wanted to know. Enjoy your extra hour!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3739888931671219936-8691412128826598794?l=lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com/feeds/8691412128826598794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3739888931671219936&amp;postID=8691412128826598794' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3739888931671219936/posts/default/8691412128826598794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3739888931671219936/posts/default/8691412128826598794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com/2011/11/day-5-grateful-for-extra-hour.html' title='Day 5 - Grateful for an extra hour'/><author><name>StacyC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18105081581955810004</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-3739888931671219936.post-2579244254935751485</id><published>2011-11-04T21:13:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-04T21:13:11.708-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gratitude'/><title type='text'>Day 4 - Thankful for weekends</title><content type='html'>Some weeks when you get to Friday you are more grateful than usual for the weekend. That would be this week! The week was good, just busy and the weekend offers the hope of time to catch up. So I'm grateful for a change of pace for the next two days.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3739888931671219936-2579244254935751485?l=lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com/feeds/2579244254935751485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3739888931671219936&amp;postID=2579244254935751485' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3739888931671219936/posts/default/2579244254935751485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3739888931671219936/posts/default/2579244254935751485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com/2011/11/day-4-thankful-for-weekends.html' title='Day 4 - Thankful for weekends'/><author><name>StacyC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18105081581955810004</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3739888931671219936.post-1772442456376421077</id><published>2011-11-03T22:17:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-03T22:17:12.264-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gratitude'/><title type='text'>Day 3 - Grateful for Time to Create</title><content type='html'>Today at work I had the wonderful opportunity to design two cards. It was a blast!!! It is unfortunate that most of the time I have to have a reason to be creative or make something. But that's the reality of life right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regardless, I am grateful for the time I had to create today and for the satisfaction it provides in my life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3739888931671219936-1772442456376421077?l=lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com/feeds/1772442456376421077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3739888931671219936&amp;postID=1772442456376421077' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3739888931671219936/posts/default/1772442456376421077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3739888931671219936/posts/default/1772442456376421077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com/2011/11/day-3-grateful-for-time-to-create.html' title='Day 3 - Grateful for Time to Create'/><author><name>StacyC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18105081581955810004</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-3739888931671219936.post-9182905552011168754</id><published>2011-11-02T22:34:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-02T22:34:43.776-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gratitude'/><title type='text'>Day 2 - Thankful for Christmas Music</title><content type='html'>I know, it is only November 2nd, but at least I waited until November! Christmas music makes me happy! I know all the words to most of the songs and can sing at the top of my lungs or pretend I'm singing with an amazing choir (I would love to sing with the Mormon Tabernacle Choir, but that be a dream). Christmas music makes my commute more enjoyable. Christmas music speaks to my soul - it brings out emotions, memories, and feelings that are often deeply buried. Christmas music should be a year round experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today, I'm grateful for Christmas music and the wonderful feeling it instills in me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3739888931671219936-9182905552011168754?l=lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com/feeds/9182905552011168754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3739888931671219936&amp;postID=9182905552011168754' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3739888931671219936/posts/default/9182905552011168754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3739888931671219936/posts/default/9182905552011168754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com/2011/11/day-2-thankful-for-christmas-music.html' title='Day 2 - Thankful for Christmas Music'/><author><name>StacyC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18105081581955810004</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-3739888931671219936.post-2665112215065784200</id><published>2011-11-01T22:24:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-01T22:24:03.320-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gratitude'/><title type='text'>A Month of Gratitude - 2011</title><content type='html'>I try to remember to be grateful year round, but November naturally lends itself to focusing on gratitude. And so I'll spend the month appreciating what I have through word and photos. Just like last year, items I'm grateful for are in no particular order, just what come to mind that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I'm grateful to be surrounded by people that care about me, who check on me when they think something is up, who love me no matter how weird or emotional I get, who understand my quirks, who are there for me no matter what, who laugh, cry, smile, and share hugs. My life is so much better because of these people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3739888931671219936-2665112215065784200?l=lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com/feeds/2665112215065784200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3739888931671219936&amp;postID=2665112215065784200' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3739888931671219936/posts/default/2665112215065784200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3739888931671219936/posts/default/2665112215065784200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com/2011/11/month-of-gratitude-2011.html' title='A Month of Gratitude - 2011'/><author><name>StacyC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18105081581955810004</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-3739888931671219936.post-4831706507829912327</id><published>2011-10-07T09:44:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-10-07T09:44:28.566-06:00</updated><title type='text'>CKU Blog Hop - Mixed Media Canvas</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;Hi and welcome to the CKU Blog Hop! We’re excited to share with you projects that we hope get you excited about CKU Reunion, whether you’ve already registered, are planning to come, or wishing you were coming. The blog hop is from Friday, October 7th at 10:00 am MT until Saturday, October 8th at 10:00 am MT. If you get lost during the hop, come back here for the hop order (below). Have fun hopping!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last winter I took Christy Tomlinson's SheART Workshop and loved playing with the various mediums, doodling, and letting loose as I created. The only problem was, I'm not very good with making cute girls (mine was a little on the "fluffy" side). So when I was thinking about a project for this blog hop I thought it would be fun to try some of the techniques I learned in that workshop but with a twist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This canvas is a tribute to my sweet Basset Hound Cleo. I love this picture of her. The great thing about making a canvas is you can play and if you don't like something, add another layer or stamp something over it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What you need to get started is a white canvas (you can get them at any hobby store like Michael's, JoAnns, or Hobby Lobby - mine is a 8x11 size), paper, photo, Mod Podge, stamps, StazOn ink, paint, brushes, rub-ons, and a heat tool (for quickly drying in between layers).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This picture shows the basic background I applied to the canvas. Everything is adhered with Mod Podge and totally dried before starting the next steps (that's where the heat tool comes in handy or you're going to have a lot of waiting time).&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/-XvU19MrTSlE/To60ZZ83geI/AAAAAAAAASE/kwwGN1nWxqg/s1600/canvas-prepped.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="292" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XvU19MrTSlE/To60ZZ83geI/AAAAAAAAASE/kwwGN1nWxqg/s320/canvas-prepped.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, I added the "character" to the project, the stuff that makes it more of a collage than just a canvas. I used stamps (you'll need StazOn ink for stamping because the Mod Podge creates a slick surface), paint and a variety of applicators (like mesh, bubble wrap, and a dry brush), printed items, a rhinestone paw print, rub-ons, and doodling with a pen.&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/-qsgYpN9wNu0/To606dQnYeI/AAAAAAAAASI/OqOed9e_xUQ/s1600/canvas-collaged.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="298" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qsgYpN9wNu0/To606dQnYeI/AAAAAAAAASI/OqOed9e_xUQ/s320/canvas-collaged.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once you have all the flat items on, paint the edges of the canvas, and apply a final layer of Mod Podge to seal everything. Then I added a flower (made with various circles) and a brad with a quote (I clipped the brad legs off and applied with foam tape).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the finished project and a couple close up shots.&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/-BmU-Fx1X2p0/To61gSjvF0I/AAAAAAAAASM/_fojsNA-DTs/s1600/finished-canvas.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BmU-Fx1X2p0/To61gSjvF0I/AAAAAAAAASM/_fojsNA-DTs/s320/finished-canvas.jpg" width="247" /&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/-fPtIVn3ndFU/To61kiGt8HI/AAAAAAAAASQ/JPP5P8fO_ik/s1600/close-up.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fPtIVn3ndFU/To61kiGt8HI/AAAAAAAAASQ/JPP5P8fO_ik/s320/close-up.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ynHBA1CU4SI/To61vkurOvI/AAAAAAAAASU/dQRdJonZA_k/s1600/close-up-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ynHBA1CU4SI/To61vkurOvI/AAAAAAAAASU/dQRdJonZA_k/s320/close-up-2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had so much fun creating this canvas, which I now have at work so I can admire my beautiful hound. But more than that were the memories I enjoyed as I worked on the canvas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you enjoyed my Cleo canvas. Have fun blog hopping and we hope to see you at CKU Reunion in San Diego on October 27-29.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the blog hop order (if you stumbled upon this blog post I highly recommend starting at the beginning with Stacy Julian):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://stacyjulian.com/blog/"&gt;Stacy Julian&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.polkadotwhimsy.typepad.com/"&gt;Michelle Hill&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://missfancypants.typepad.com/"&gt;Jodi Sanford&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://kj-starre.blogspot.com/"&gt;Kim Watson&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://deenawuest.wordpress.com/"&gt;Deena Wuest&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://cindytobey.blogspot.com/"&gt;Cindy Tobey&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Stacy Croninger (You are here!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3739888931671219936-4831706507829912327?l=lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com/feeds/4831706507829912327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3739888931671219936&amp;postID=4831706507829912327' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3739888931671219936/posts/default/4831706507829912327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3739888931671219936/posts/default/4831706507829912327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com/2011/10/cku-blog-hop-mixed-media-canvas.html' title='CKU Blog Hop - Mixed Media Canvas'/><author><name>StacyC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18105081581955810004</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XvU19MrTSlE/To60ZZ83geI/AAAAAAAAASE/kwwGN1nWxqg/s72-c/canvas-prepped.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3739888931671219936.post-7858303524162922513</id><published>2011-10-03T09:44:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-10-07T09:44:08.510-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='scrapbook this later'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cleo'/><title type='text'>Sweet Cleo</title><content type='html'>The past two weeks Cleo hasn't felt well - she wasn't putting weight on her front, right paw. We took her to our vet, then to a specialist, ran every test they suggested, but couldn't find the cause. So we decided we just needed to be patient and let the muscle heal (that's what the doctor figured it was - a torn muscle).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Late afternoon on Friday, we were all home and Cleo had just gone outside. We peeked out the window and Cleo was laying on the deck with her paw under her in a weird way. When we opened the door, she laid back and lost consciousness. We scooped her up and tried to wake her up while calling the vet - they said to bring her right in. By that time she had stopped breathing and so we started trying to revive her as we frantically drove to the vet. When we got to the vet (one in town since our vet was 20 minutes away without going through the football traffic), he tried chest compressions, injected her heart, and compressions again but was unable to revive her (he thinks she had a heart attack).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so our sweet Cleo has moved on to greener pastures. While this weekend has been an emotional one, the thing we all agree on was that she knew she was loved up to the very last minute. We were all with her telling her how much we loved her and what a good dog she was. Plus, because she hadn't been feeling well, we had spent a lot of time rubbing her belly and just sitting with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will miss her more than words can express. Her internal clock that reminded everyone when it was time to eat or have a treat, her perfect hound howl, the stubborn look she'd get when you wanted her to do something, her beautiful spotted belly, her basset waddle on walks, the way she smelled like corn chips after a nap, and so much more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mabel also misses her buddy. She has not been by herself for more than a few hours since we brought her home. She has searched the usual places a few times this weekend looking for Cleo, which breaks our hearts. She loved Cleo, even if she did enjoy tormenting her as any little sister would.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cleo's big paws left permanent prints on our hearts. She will live on through photos and memories and in the knowledge that she was greeted by Buster and Barkley and is now roaming the green pastures of doggy heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We love you Cleo!&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/-WyQTIe9h8iA/TonVFQvXfLI/AAAAAAAAARY/JPs3T9Hz5hY/s1600/cleo+peeking+out.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WyQTIe9h8iA/TonVFQvXfLI/AAAAAAAAARY/JPs3T9Hz5hY/s320/cleo+peeking+out.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/--je-t-4Ikyw/TonVKJo9OQI/AAAAAAAAARc/Zx8w_TckB6I/s1600/cleo+belly.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="148" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--je-t-4Ikyw/TonVKJo9OQI/AAAAAAAAARc/Zx8w_TckB6I/s320/cleo+belly.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hecIMbBH8CA/TonWwcXhg_I/AAAAAAAAAR8/tIdeIAHwFlo/s320/Cleo-stretched-out.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/-Rw6rdjByJDQ/TonXFqyiHeI/AAAAAAAAASA/ZC_qC5H6Fgk/s1600/Cleo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Rw6rdjByJDQ/TonXFqyiHeI/AAAAAAAAASA/ZC_qC5H6Fgk/s320/Cleo.jpg" width="185" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&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/3739888931671219936-7858303524162922513?l=lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com/feeds/7858303524162922513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3739888931671219936&amp;postID=7858303524162922513' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3739888931671219936/posts/default/7858303524162922513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3739888931671219936/posts/default/7858303524162922513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com/2011/10/sweet-cleo.html' title='Sweet Cleo'/><author><name>StacyC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18105081581955810004</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WyQTIe9h8iA/TonVFQvXfLI/AAAAAAAAARY/JPs3T9Hz5hY/s72-c/cleo+peeking+out.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3739888931671219936.post-58457197085139805</id><published>2011-09-26T22:34:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-26T22:34:04.095-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Can you Zumba?</title><content type='html'>I'm not sure I can! I'm trying this again but in the privacy of my own home. I bought a DVD series that has varying workouts and levels. So far I've just done the basics where they teach you the steps and get you used to moving. Let's just say I'm not sure I was made to shake my booty or roll my body :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, I do enjoy it. And no one is allowed in the room at the same time in case my hip swaying and booty shaking gets out of control. Plus, no one needs to see that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Onward and upward in the quest to conquer the body shape. Let there be Zumba!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3739888931671219936-58457197085139805?l=lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com/feeds/58457197085139805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3739888931671219936&amp;postID=58457197085139805' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3739888931671219936/posts/default/58457197085139805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3739888931671219936/posts/default/58457197085139805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com/2011/09/can-you-zumba.html' title='Can you Zumba?'/><author><name>StacyC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18105081581955810004</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-3739888931671219936.post-8865054986987460694</id><published>2011-09-25T21:46:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-25T21:46:32.455-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christmas'/><title type='text'>25th - Christmas Countdown</title><content type='html'>Today being the 25th means another Christmas countdown post. It's just three months and I can HARDLY wait!!! Yes, we've already purchased a few things for the season. What's a person to do when Hobby Lobby puts their Christmas stuff out in July?? You gotta buy or it may be gone :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So for this countdown, here are my favorite Christmas songs and movies (in no particular order). Happy Three Months 'Til Christmas!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favorite Christmas songs:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;O Holy Night (the Josh Groban version is my absolute favorite and on my iPod all year)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Deck the Rooftop - Glee Cast&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mary's Lullaby&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;On This Winter's Night - Lady Antebellum&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Reason for the Season - Lonestar&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Secret of Christmas - SHeDaisy and Johnny Mathis&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Breath of Heaven - Amy Grant&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Gift of Love - The Boones&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Gifts of Christmas - Hilary Weeks&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Joseph's Lullaby - MercyMe&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Were You There on that Christmas&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Innkeeper - Michael McLean&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mary Let Me Hold Her Baby - Michael McLean&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Candlelight Carol - Mormon Tabernacle Choir&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I Believe in Father Christmas - Sarah Brightman&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Believe - Josh Groban&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;VoiceMale - their Jingle album&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Pine Cones and Holly Berries - The Osmonds&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Carpenters Christmas&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Favorite Christmas movies:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Elf&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Muppet Christmas Carol&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Christmas Story (you'll shoot your eye out!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Home Alone&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Miracle on 34th Street - both versions&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;How the Grinch Stole Christmas - both versions&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Charlie Brown Christmas&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Shrek the Halls&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mr. Krueger's Christmas&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3739888931671219936-8865054986987460694?l=lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com/feeds/8865054986987460694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3739888931671219936&amp;postID=8865054986987460694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3739888931671219936/posts/default/8865054986987460694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3739888931671219936/posts/default/8865054986987460694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com/2011/09/25th-christmas-countdown.html' title='25th - Christmas Countdown'/><author><name>StacyC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18105081581955810004</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-3739888931671219936.post-3120408779068456939</id><published>2011-09-23T08:58:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-23T10:12:03.910-06:00</updated><title type='text'>CKU Reunion Blog Hop</title><content type='html'>I'm so excited - &lt;a href="http://www.creatingkeepsakes.com/cku"&gt;CKU Reunion&lt;/a&gt; is just a little over a month away! I loved going to past CKUs and hanging out with the incredibly talented teachers and soaking in their creativity. And this year it is in beautiful San Diego, CA (can you say beach nearby???) on October 27, 28, and 29. It's going to be a blast! And you'll be learning from some of the industry's experts like Lisa Bearnson, Teresa Collins, Stacy Julian, Michelle Hill, Megan Hoeppner, and other inspiring people. I'm telling you, you won't want to miss this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, the reason you're here is for the blog hop. I hope you've enjoyed the projects so far. If you stumbled upon this blog post and want to see the other CKU Reunion Blog Hop participants, then head on over to &lt;a href="http://collagecollagecollage.blogspot.com/"&gt;Mou Saha's blog&lt;/a&gt;. She got us started and has a list of everyone participating. The blog hop is from Friday, September 23 at 10:00 am MT until Saturday, September 24 at 10:00 am MT. If you get lost, I'll include the order at the end of the post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, on to the project!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I think about attending an event such as CKU Reunion, I know I'm going to have lots of stuff I want to keep track of, so that's my inspiration for this project. But first, I have a small quiz. What do you get when you put these items (pictured below) together with paper, stickers, buttons, and more?&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/-lI16jfa3PkU/TnwEEvqkRyI/AAAAAAAAARA/ChPkGAEG_wI/s1600/envelope-page-protector-tap.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lI16jfa3PkU/TnwEEvqkRyI/AAAAAAAAARA/ChPkGAEG_wI/s320/envelope-page-protector-tap.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;Page protectors, envelope, electrical tape&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Did you guess a mini-album? Well that's what I made from these. I took three envelopes (5"x5"), trimmed off the flaps, covered them with paper, stickers, buttons, ribbon, and other fun stuff. Then I used electric tape to bind the envelopes together into a booklet. To make sure everything stays together, I put tape in between each envelope and on the outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the cover, I trimmed two 6"x6" page protectors to about 5 1/4" square (or as close as I could get them to the envelope's size). I attached them with electrical tape to the front and back envelope and then put tape across the outside to finish off the bound book effect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a few pictures to give you an idea of what the finished project looks like.&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/-xBINml8hYxk/TnwFU3ZvhMI/AAAAAAAAARE/EwYJ0vCPmFA/s1600/cover.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xBINml8hYxk/TnwFU3ZvhMI/AAAAAAAAARE/EwYJ0vCPmFA/s320/cover.jpg" width="306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Front cover&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://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7Idou6ai_dA/TnwFYgJX0JI/AAAAAAAAARI/QvxV30guatA/s1600/first-page.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7Idou6ai_dA/TnwFYgJX0JI/AAAAAAAAARI/QvxV30guatA/s320/first-page.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;First page (front of envelope)&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://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sXs4AnknA5o/TnwFghSnEiI/AAAAAAAAARM/JaMyee_3juI/s1600/second-page.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sXs4AnknA5o/TnwFghSnEiI/AAAAAAAAARM/JaMyee_3juI/s320/second-page.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;Second page (back of envelope) and third page (front of envelope)&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://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bKF7ntryf6Q/TnwFp-tqz9I/AAAAAAAAARQ/xllE3kCeK1Q/s1600/third-page.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bKF7ntryf6Q/TnwFp-tqz9I/AAAAAAAAARQ/xllE3kCeK1Q/s320/third-page.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;Fourth and fifth pages&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/-rcP7Dej11Os/TnwFzwbNqSI/AAAAAAAAARU/Wy-Z7ekZFXE/s1600/last-page.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rcP7Dej11Os/TnwFzwbNqSI/AAAAAAAAARU/Wy-Z7ekZFXE/s320/last-page.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;Last page (back of last envelope) and back cover (lace is on the outside)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The product I used is Crate Paper's adorable &lt;a href="http://www.cratepaper.com/neighborhood_collection.html"&gt;Neighborhood&lt;/a&gt; collection. I love the bright colors, whimsical designs, and beautiful ribbons (but then I'm a sucker for ribbon). Plus I threw in some Queen &amp;amp; Co. flowers and a little crocheted ribbon I had on hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you aren't going to an event in the near future, this can easily pass for a coupon organizer (just drop it in your purse), a receipt catcher, or anything else your clever brain can think of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks so much for stopping by. One last thing, if you leave a comment AND go to Facebook and Like one or all of the following pages, &lt;a href="https://www.facebook.com/pages/Creating-Keepsakes-University-CKU/243319219027109"&gt;CKU&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="https://www.facebook.com/pages/CK-Scrapbook-Convention/47267533883"&gt;CK Scrapbook Conventions&lt;/a&gt;, or &lt;a href="https://www.facebook.com/pages/CK-Scrap-Play/160236607332557"&gt;CK Scrap &amp;amp; Play&lt;/a&gt;, you'll be eligible to win a cool t-shirt from the CK Events team (we have several fun scrapbook related designs).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the list. Next up is the talented Michelle Hill!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a href="http://collagecollagecollage.blogspot.com/"&gt;Mou Saha&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.teresacollins.typepad.com/"&gt;Teresa Collins&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.stacycohen.blogspot.com/"&gt;Stacy Cohen&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.piradee.blogspot.com/"&gt;Piradee Talvanna&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lauravegas.typepad.com/"&gt;Laura Vegas&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Stacy Croninger&amp;nbsp; (you are here)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.polkadotwhimsy.typepad.com/"&gt;Michelle Hill&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a href="http://meganhoeppner.blogspot.com/"&gt;Megan Hoeppner&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a href="http://kj-starre.blogspot.com/"&gt;Kim Watson&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Bye!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3739888931671219936-3120408779068456939?l=lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com/feeds/3120408779068456939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3739888931671219936&amp;postID=3120408779068456939' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3739888931671219936/posts/default/3120408779068456939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3739888931671219936/posts/default/3120408779068456939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com/2011/09/cku-reunion-blog-hop.html' title='CKU Reunion Blog Hop'/><author><name>StacyC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18105081581955810004</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lI16jfa3PkU/TnwEEvqkRyI/AAAAAAAAARA/ChPkGAEG_wI/s72-c/envelope-page-protector-tap.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3739888931671219936.post-4804510405664771210</id><published>2011-09-21T20:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-21T20:00:01.934-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Favorite Quotes</title><content type='html'>Quotes are one of those things that I love reading - they are quick and inspirational. Here are a few of my favorites:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Think big thoughts but relish small pleasures.&amp;nbsp; ~H. Jackson Brown, Jr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Happiness is a warm puppy.&amp;nbsp; ~Charles M. Schulz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;People know you for what you've done, not for what you plan to do.&amp;nbsp; ~Author Unknown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;If I had to sum up Friendship in one word, it would be Comfort.&amp;nbsp; ~Terri Guillemets&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Goals are dreams with deadlines.&amp;nbsp; ~Diana Scharf Hunt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Not what we say about our blessings, but how we use them, is the true measure of our thanksgiving.&amp;nbsp; ~W.T. Purkiser&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;When the world says, "Give up,"&lt;br /&gt;Hope whispers, "Try it one more time."&lt;br /&gt;~Author Unknown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&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/3739888931671219936-4804510405664771210?l=lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com/feeds/4804510405664771210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3739888931671219936&amp;postID=4804510405664771210' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3739888931671219936/posts/default/4804510405664771210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3739888931671219936/posts/default/4804510405664771210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com/2011/09/favorite-quotes.html' title='Favorite Quotes'/><author><name>StacyC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18105081581955810004</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-3739888931671219936.post-8091732204542166476</id><published>2011-09-20T20:07:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-20T20:07:38.859-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Pumpkin Cake</title><content type='html'>It's started - the leaves are changing on the mountains, the mornings are cooler, and the sun doesn't rise as early. Must be Fall! And with Fall comes pumpkins. There are so many wonderful pumpkin recipes. One of my favorites is Pumpkin Cake - made in a jelly roll pan (a cookie sheet like pan with sides and about an inch deep) with creamy, lovely, cream cheese frosting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you enjoy this as much as I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pumpkin Cake&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" 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/-wy64Hzwuz0s/TnlGZQyho4I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/yjl0SJzK_Mw/s1600/pumpkin-cake.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wy64Hzwuz0s/TnlGZQyho4I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/yjl0SJzK_Mw/s1600/pumpkin-cake.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-variant: small-caps;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="height: 148px; margin-left: 176px; margin-top: 12px; position: absolute; width: 148px; z-index: 251462656;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-variant: small-caps;"&gt;batter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;1 (16oz) can pumpkin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;3 eggs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;1 cup oil&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;2 cups sugar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;2 tsp cinnamon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;2 tsp baking powder&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;2 cups flour&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;½ tsp salt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;1 tsp baking soda&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Mix pumpkin, eggs, oil, sugar andcinnamon together and beat together until smooth and light. Add baking powder,flour, salt and baking soda and beat well. Pour batter into lightly greaseddeep cookie sheet or jellyroll pan. Bake at 350&lt;sup&gt;o&lt;/sup&gt; for 20 to 25minutes. Cool completely.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-variant: small-caps;"&gt;frosting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;1 cube softened butter&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;4 cups powdered sugar &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;1 (8 oz) cream cheese, softened&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;1 tsp vanilla&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Mix until creamy smooth. Spreadon cooled cake.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3739888931671219936-8091732204542166476?l=lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com/feeds/8091732204542166476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3739888931671219936&amp;postID=8091732204542166476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3739888931671219936/posts/default/8091732204542166476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3739888931671219936/posts/default/8091732204542166476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com/2011/09/pumpkin-cake.html' title='Pumpkin Cake'/><author><name>StacyC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18105081581955810004</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wy64Hzwuz0s/TnlGZQyho4I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/yjl0SJzK_Mw/s72-c/pumpkin-cake.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3739888931671219936.post-2098619359606112324</id><published>2011-09-19T22:20:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-19T22:20:22.522-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stamping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='card'/><title type='text'>Life is Wonderful card</title><content type='html'>It's amazing what having a few new products will do for your creativity! Yesterday I created this card for a friend and it was so much fun!! Plus it has lots of purple in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used a piece of string I had in the tool drawer for the banner line and foam squares to raise the pennants from the card. 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We went to Hite, which is on the north end of the lake where the Colorado River comes in. We've never been to this part of the lake so it was a fun adventure. The weather forecast said 20% chance of rain Friday night and then clear on Saturday. Sure enough, the 20% chance of rain found us, on the lake. But before the drenching downpour we had some good fishing. We, and I'm using we in the royal way since I didn't catch any fish, caught several large mouth bass and a striper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we fished we watched the storm develop. It was actually quite impressive. There were tons of clouds, lightening, and thunder - the kind that bounces off the mountains. Luckily we hadn't gone far from the dock so it didn't take long to get back when the rain started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's one of the bass that was caught:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7dfF9xG1GZc/Tnalt7qQsGI/AAAAAAAAAQk/5Qda7pceb9Q/s1600/shea-with-bass.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7dfF9xG1GZc/Tnalt7qQsGI/AAAAAAAAAQk/5Qda7pceb9Q/s320/shea-with-bass.jpg" width="316" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We headed back to the motel, grabbed some dinner, and watched Boise State on TV. We set the alarms for 4:45 am (gotta get on the lake at first light). The next morning when we got up it was raining and looked like it had rained most of the night. We decided to stick with the plan and head to the lake. It was an hour away and as we got closer found that the storm wasn't at the lake - yippee for us!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We launched and headed out. We fished several places with not a single bite. So we moved on. Tried some additional places and realized that the clouds were building again. Sure enough, the rain started again so we headed back towards the dock but decided to keep fishing and see if it blew over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then the fun began! We spotted a boil!!! A boil is where the stripers corral other fish and push them to the surface for a feeding frenzy. They are so fun to fish, because you basically throw in your line and bring in a fish, over, and over. It was a small boil but we did manage to pull in one striper - a beautiful four pounder. Unfortunately, no photo because it was raining. Not only raining, but pelting us - you could hear it come across the lake. So we packed it in, headed for the dock, and sat in the car for about 30 minutes waiting for the storm to blow over, which it did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We headed out one more time. Not much happened in the fishing arena except this fine specimen - the fish that couldn't get away:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-k_WiM7BvApY/Tnaob2T7C5I/AAAAAAAAAQo/bOWnzjE8omQ/s1600/little-fish.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-k_WiM7BvApY/Tnaob2T7C5I/AAAAAAAAAQo/bOWnzjE8omQ/s320/little-fish.jpg" width="197" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, you are seeing correctly, the lure is at the top (it's about 2 inches long) and the cute little baby fish is at the bottom. He was just barely larger than the lure. We had a good laugh, tossed him back, and continued the quest. Needless to say, after another hour of fishing a variety of spots, a couple rain showers, and no fish, we called it a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was it better than being at work? Yes!!! The scenery was beautiful, the company entertaining, and it was refreshing to be in nature. While the fish weren't biting on Saturday morning, I took a couple pictures of the area as the sun came up. Enjoy!&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/-RZWPXlMhqFA/TnapRLUxlLI/AAAAAAAAAQs/dmoQMU3poyM/s1600/red-rocks-of-lake-powell.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RZWPXlMhqFA/TnapRLUxlLI/AAAAAAAAAQs/dmoQMU3poyM/s320/red-rocks-of-lake-powell.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/-Pgvlp1IM8lQ/TnapYKlR9RI/AAAAAAAAAQw/pbEvdvcEx78/s1600/hills-and-lake.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Pgvlp1IM8lQ/TnapYKlR9RI/AAAAAAAAAQw/pbEvdvcEx78/s320/hills-and-lake.jpg" width="239" /&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/-T1uFs_--lJ4/TnapdCUVgTI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/cbW6fPwg-ps/s1600/reflection-in-lake.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T1uFs_--lJ4/TnapdCUVgTI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/cbW6fPwg-ps/s320/reflection-in-lake.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3739888931671219936-2639159197475424759?l=lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com/feeds/2639159197475424759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3739888931671219936&amp;postID=2639159197475424759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3739888931671219936/posts/default/2639159197475424759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3739888931671219936/posts/default/2639159197475424759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com/2011/09/bad-day-of-fishing.html' title='A Bad Day of Fishing...'/><author><name>StacyC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18105081581955810004</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7dfF9xG1GZc/Tnalt7qQsGI/AAAAAAAAAQk/5Qda7pceb9Q/s72-c/shea-with-bass.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3739888931671219936.post-4881487119371281699</id><published>2011-09-05T15:17:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-05T15:17:03.566-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy &amp; Sad</title><content type='html'>I'm happy that the busiest part of our convention travel season is about to be over.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sad that summer is over and I didn't do as many things as I wanted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm happy that football season is here.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sad that I only went fishing once (but I do have plans for a second trip).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm happy that I have lots of new scrappin' and creating supplies.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sad that I haven't had the time or energy to use them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm happy to be posting on my blog again.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sad that I let it go so long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not really sure where August went, but I have a few posts about a couple things from the month. Plus, I recently read a portion of an interview about blogging that has inspired me to be who I am and not worry about what I think I should be. Some day I'll be that person, but right now I am who I am and I want to be happy with that person and enjoy life now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Labor Day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3739888931671219936-4881487119371281699?l=lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com/feeds/4881487119371281699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3739888931671219936&amp;postID=4881487119371281699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3739888931671219936/posts/default/4881487119371281699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3739888931671219936/posts/default/4881487119371281699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com/2011/09/happy-sad.html' title='Happy &amp; Sad'/><author><name>StacyC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18105081581955810004</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-3739888931671219936.post-6529418658486189541</id><published>2011-08-08T22:17:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-08T22:17:51.086-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Wanderings</title><content type='html'>I've hit the point in my summer when I realize that the summer is almost over and I haven't begun to do the things I had thought we'd do. But then I step back and realize I could say that about the year too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the question in my brain is, what gets some people doing while others (like myself) watch and dream? I realize part of the problem is the time on spend on my beloved computer perusing the creations of others, but honestly, when I get home at night, that's about the level of energy I have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't get me wrong, I enjoy my job, but I also find that without an excuse (and yes I think I've said this before) I don't often create. So I find myself searching and volunteering for things that force me to create. Not the best way, but it's reality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So tonight I spent most of the evening checking out blogs, following links to other blogs, and posting to Pinterest with the hopes that some day I'll go back to those pins and make the lovely things I've discovered on the world wide web! And if not, at least when someone asks for an idea, I have a few Pinterest boards worth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy creating or dreaming, whatever the case may be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3739888931671219936-6529418658486189541?l=lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com/feeds/6529418658486189541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3739888931671219936&amp;postID=6529418658486189541' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3739888931671219936/posts/default/6529418658486189541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3739888931671219936/posts/default/6529418658486189541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com/2011/08/wanderings.html' title='Wanderings'/><author><name>StacyC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18105081581955810004</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-3739888931671219936.post-1958691967946486275</id><published>2011-08-07T20:19:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-07T20:19:27.852-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Things to remember when fishing</title><content type='html'>This weekend we headed to Idaho for the Wilson family reunion. One of the activities was fishing, so we took our boat (which also doubled as a Uhaul for our luggage since there were eight of us in the vehicle). Saturday morning dawned bright and beautiful. We had a quick breakfast of cinnamon rolls and fruit and headed for the lake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Several years ago, when we first got this boat, we had a small problem with putting the plug in the wrong hole, which caused the boat to fill with water. The problem was easily remedied - take the boat out of the water and put the plug in the correct location.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this weekend, we got to the lake, loaded everyone in the boat, and prepped it for launch. I watched J put the plug in the boat, climbed in, and settled in for a fun day of fishing. J backed the boat into the water and then parked. Once she was in the boat, we went to get the life jackets out and discovered water in the hold. Not a happy moment, especially since J and I both knew the plug was in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She ran and grabbed the car, backed the trailer in, and loaded the boat back on the trailer. We pulled it out and sure enough, the plug was in the wrong hole. What a bummer!!! The construction on this boat has a hole for the bilge pump right above the hole where the plug goes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best part, both times this has happened we've had one of J's family with us. And last time, she said she was glad that would never happen again. So, if you see written on the back of our boat "Plug goes here" you'll know why. This is one story that is likely to be told again, but the good news, we had a great day of fishing!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3739888931671219936-1958691967946486275?l=lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com/feeds/1958691967946486275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3739888931671219936&amp;postID=1958691967946486275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3739888931671219936/posts/default/1958691967946486275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3739888931671219936/posts/default/1958691967946486275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com/2011/08/things-to-remember-when-fishing.html' title='Things to remember when fishing'/><author><name>StacyC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18105081581955810004</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-3739888931671219936.post-5484603231066283231</id><published>2011-07-22T21:02:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-07-22T21:02:20.246-06:00</updated><title type='text'>This week....</title><content type='html'>&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;We worked our tails off at work packing and shipping for two shows - Valley Forge and Nashville&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I walked the dogs two mornings - short, slow walks, but at least I was out walking&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I saw Harry Potter: The Deathly Hallows part 2 - great movie, hard to see it come to an end&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;We went to dinner with Denise and Mom Thomas and then chatted at the house for a couple hours while enjoying ice cream&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I wore sandals with no wraps or bandages on my heel - oh happy day!!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I bought the most adorable stamps from &lt;a href="http://www.papersmoochesstamps.com/Santa_Paws_p/j3s-11-026.htm"&gt;Paper Smooches&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I admitted out loud to a friend that I might have a new addiction - Pinterest&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I got my hair cut - let's hope this style works better or at least hides the flaws my hair has :)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3739888931671219936-5484603231066283231?l=lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com/feeds/5484603231066283231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3739888931671219936&amp;postID=5484603231066283231' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3739888931671219936/posts/default/5484603231066283231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3739888931671219936/posts/default/5484603231066283231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com/2011/07/this-week_22.html' title='This week....'/><author><name>StacyC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18105081581955810004</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-3739888931671219936.post-8829758109786519579</id><published>2011-07-18T20:30:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-07-18T20:30:56.573-06:00</updated><title type='text'>4th of July Balloon Fest</title><content type='html'>For the past 27 years, Provo has held a Balloon Fest as part of their July 4th festivities. While we haven't gone every year, we have definitely attended quite a few and in looking back, may have been at the first one (but we don't want to admit we're that old).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each year there are the standard balloons - the Stars &amp;amp; Stripes, the patchwork designs, and even the Piggy Bank has been around the past few years. And then there are the ones that come randomly like Smokey the Bear. And this year, there were two new additions that definitely stood out - Darth Vader and a Coca Cola bottle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The balloons are spread around a large field and at their designated time start filling with air, which is then heated and causes the balloon to lift. It's fun to walk around and see the varying stages of inflation and to look inside the huge balloons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year I didn't do much walking since I was sporting the beautiful, purple cast and it was dewy on the grass. Instead I sat back and took photos. The balloon fest never disappoints - lots of beautiful balloons, a hot, pancake breakfast, and time to chat with friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you enjoy the pictures! I also tried out some of my new Photoshop Elements Actions on these photos. I'm kind of addicted the edge burn :)&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/-R5QXQByOeIk/TiTr9dF-PkI/AAAAAAAAAP8/fn6cFPmFulU/s1600/balloons-burned-edges.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-R5QXQByOeIk/TiTr9dF-PkI/AAAAAAAAAP8/fn6cFPmFulU/s320/balloons-burned-edges.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/-xyJa1FPvmCg/TiTr_WSzXjI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/Xnq9Q0m0PVQ/s1600/piggy-bank-balloon.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="202" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xyJa1FPvmCg/TiTr_WSzXjI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/Xnq9Q0m0PVQ/s320/piggy-bank-balloon.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://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KsYH-Awkb94/TiTr_xJc_lI/AAAAAAAAAQY/VLX7OO_X5-k/s1600/smokey-bear-balloon.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-evflQ8NOQ2I/TiTr9sxyhCI/AAAAAAAAAQA/BFGs8SHCCAs/s320/balloons-in-the-air.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://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vYEPrYawSeU/TiTr9FraafI/AAAAAAAAAP4/Dqq-OTQFLJg/s1600/balloon-at-sunrise.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vYEPrYawSeU/TiTr9FraafI/AAAAAAAAAP4/Dqq-OTQFLJg/s320/balloon-at-sunrise.jpg" width="262" /&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/3739888931671219936-8829758109786519579?l=lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com/feeds/8829758109786519579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3739888931671219936&amp;postID=8829758109786519579' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3739888931671219936/posts/default/8829758109786519579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3739888931671219936/posts/default/8829758109786519579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com/2011/07/4th-of-july-balloon-fest.html' title='4th of July Balloon Fest'/><author><name>StacyC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18105081581955810004</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-R5QXQByOeIk/TiTr9dF-PkI/AAAAAAAAAP8/fn6cFPmFulU/s72-c/balloons-burned-edges.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3739888931671219936.post-6023128933613147228</id><published>2011-07-15T21:12:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-07-15T21:12:46.931-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Another week...</title><content type='html'>Why are the week's after a holiday so much longer than other weeks? That sums up this week. Here are a few details.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I lost a cast and gained a less than attractive boot type shoe&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I wore a real shoes on both feet for the first time in three weeks&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I watched Harry Potter Deathly Hallows pt. 1 in preparation for part 2&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I watched two of my favorite summer TV series - The Closer and Rizzoli and Isles&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I walked a little better each day - less of a limp&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I got home a little earlier than I typically do, but will be better next week&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I just realized I forgot to recap last week - oh well :)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I added new music to my iTunes&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3739888931671219936-6023128933613147228?l=lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com/feeds/6023128933613147228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3739888931671219936&amp;postID=6023128933613147228' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3739888931671219936/posts/default/6023128933613147228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3739888931671219936/posts/default/6023128933613147228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com/2011/07/another-week.html' title='Another week...'/><author><name>StacyC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18105081581955810004</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-3739888931671219936.post-2239758280832201077</id><published>2011-07-13T21:32:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-07-13T21:33:27.170-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hounds'/><title type='text'>Close to You</title><content type='html'>I think the song Close to You was written with Mabel in mind. Bless her punkin' heart, she just needs to be close to someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So imagine my surprise when I opened my bathroom door after showering to find this:&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/-DcFsJALzveE/Th5hGqpIA3I/AAAAAAAAAPs/cWiBckkaV0c/s1600/Mabel-outside-door.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DcFsJALzveE/Th5hGqpIA3I/AAAAAAAAAPs/cWiBckkaV0c/s320/Mabel-outside-door.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She had gotten as close to me as she could, seeing as the door was closed. Not only was she sleeping, but she was zonked! I was able to step over her, get my camera, step back over her, and take several pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this hound!! And while some days the need to be close to you is a little much, most of the time there's nothing better than having this sweet baby next to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a side note, I downloaded several Photoshop Elements actions from &lt;a href="http://thepioneerwoman.com/"&gt;The Pioneer Woman&lt;/a&gt; and used a couple of them on these photos just to see what they would do. The photo above used the edge burn. Here are two more images of sleeping beauty.&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/-enHqPs-U6kA/Th5h76M3twI/AAAAAAAAAPw/S_gsGI3Qb4c/s1600/mabel-closeup.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-enHqPs-U6kA/Th5h76M3twI/AAAAAAAAAPw/S_gsGI3Qb4c/s320/mabel-closeup.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;Notice the ear is almost over her eye for a complete black out. Used the colorized action on this photo.&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://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CE3ZWuwJdLQ/Th5h8PbUnwI/AAAAAAAAAP0/4G36PcLkh-w/s1600/mabel-sleeping-vintage.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CE3ZWuwJdLQ/Th5h8PbUnwI/AAAAAAAAAP0/4G36PcLkh-w/s320/mabel-sleeping-vintage.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;Another angle of the sleeping hound. Used the vintage action on this photo.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3739888931671219936-2239758280832201077?l=lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com/feeds/2239758280832201077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3739888931671219936&amp;postID=2239758280832201077' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3739888931671219936/posts/default/2239758280832201077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3739888931671219936/posts/default/2239758280832201077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com/2011/07/close-to-you.html' title='Close to You'/><author><name>StacyC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18105081581955810004</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DcFsJALzveE/Th5hGqpIA3I/AAAAAAAAAPs/cWiBckkaV0c/s72-c/Mabel-outside-door.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3739888931671219936.post-8443556050493476749</id><published>2011-07-12T21:54:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-07-12T21:54:20.859-06:00</updated><title type='text'>New computer, new challenges</title><content type='html'>I'm very excited because I got a new laptop from work, which is great since my previous one was struggling. The catch? Getting everything back to what I had on my other computer - installing software, putting files back on that I had backed up, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, this morning, I took the most adorable pictures of Mabel sleeping. Tonight I plugged my camera into my laptop, uploaded the files, and then went to Photoshop to organize them. That was 30 minutes ago. Apparently it is searching my drives for photos to index.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long story short, I have no photos to share today, part of that new computer, new challenges thing. Stay tuned, hopefully tomorrow it will be done indexing and I will be able to get to my new photos.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3739888931671219936-8443556050493476749?l=lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com/feeds/8443556050493476749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3739888931671219936&amp;postID=8443556050493476749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3739888931671219936/posts/default/8443556050493476749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3739888931671219936/posts/default/8443556050493476749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com/2011/07/new-computer-new-challenges.html' title='New computer, new challenges'/><author><name>StacyC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18105081581955810004</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-3739888931671219936.post-5292710310207821466</id><published>2011-07-10T09:49:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-07-10T10:00:02.624-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ten on the 10th'/><title type='text'>Ten on the 10th - Scrapbook Products</title><content type='html'>I have quite a collection of scrapbook products (shocker, I know), so today's Ten on the 10th is a list of my favorite products. Some are items I use all the time and others I tend to hoard, because they are too beautiful to use. Some are brand specific and others are a general category. Also, the list is in no particular order, just how they happen to come to mind. Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Buttons - love them and have them in every color, but still get more any chance I can&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Tim Holtz Ink Applicator - I use this when inking the edges of paper; it provides such a soft color and makes quick work of inking&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ribbon - not only spools, but every last scrap that is 3" or more; again, can you ever have too much ribbon?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Crate Paper products - I tend to hoard this product line although it definitely is one stash that I go to first when creating&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Technique Tuesday stamps - I have a hard time resisting the urge to buy stamps, especially these and I tend to use them once and then add them to my collection to admire&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Tim Holtz Distress Inks - I have a variety of colors, but the browns are my go to ink when inking edges, but they are also great for stamping&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cutterpede trimmer - I love this cutter because it is compact and cuts a straight line; some day I want a new one, but for now it does the job&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Tonic scissors - I resisted getting a pair for several years, but would be lost without these red handled beauties and I don't often lend them out, I have other pairs for that&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cropodile - while this is not a dainty tool I keep it handy for all kinds of punching since it goes through just about anything&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Duck runner adhesive - this is my absolute favorite adhesive but I seldom use it now since I can't seem to find it anywhere, but it still makes the list because I love it so&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Want to see other Ten on the 10th lists? Go to &lt;a href="http://www.shimelle.com/"&gt;Shimelle's&lt;/a&gt; blog. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3739888931671219936-5292710310207821466?l=lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com/feeds/5292710310207821466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3739888931671219936&amp;postID=5292710310207821466' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3739888931671219936/posts/default/5292710310207821466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3739888931671219936/posts/default/5292710310207821466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com/2011/07/ten-on-10th-scrapbook-products.html' title='Ten on the 10th - Scrapbook Products'/><author><name>StacyC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18105081581955810004</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>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3739888931671219936.post-1111276107995190299</id><published>2011-07-07T20:57:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-07-07T20:57:47.336-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stamping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Good Things Utah'/><title type='text'>Masking a Stamp</title><content type='html'>Had a great time on &lt;a href="http://www.abc4.com/content/about_4/gtu/default.aspx"&gt;Good Things Utah&lt;/a&gt; today showing how to mask a stamp to create a unique title and design on a layout. The layout is one part of a two page layout from the Think Ink class that we teach at CK Scrapbook Conventions - I changed the title by using stickers instead of the transparency they use in class and added some additional stamping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the link to the segment: &lt;a href="http://www.abc4.com/content/about_4/gtu/featured_on/story/Friends-Cousins-Masked-Stamping-Layout/704VydC9ZUGrdbmuuBYTDA.cspx"&gt;Friends &amp;amp; Cousins Masked Stamping Layout&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the layout:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QwanrfYZFBs/ThZwqqjbsAI/AAAAAAAAAPo/eOwQCtDZuU0/s1600/GTU-Masked-stamping.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="318" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QwanrfYZFBs/ThZwqqjbsAI/AAAAAAAAAPo/eOwQCtDZuU0/s320/GTU-Masked-stamping.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love stamps and have more than I use, but don't we all? The great thing about masking is that you can use a portion of a stamp to create something different. On this layout, the title is made by covering up the middle of the stamp so there's a spot to put the title without the stamped image interfering. As I mentioned, I added a little extra stamping. I loved the swirl look, so I masked most of the stamp leaving just one part of the swirl and then stamped that at the top and bottom of the patterned paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This same technique can be used with sentiment stamps where you want one or more words but not all the words or objects that you want to combine into a scenery or layer on top of each other. This gives you a lot of flexibility in how you use your stamps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However you use your stamps, have fun with them and try different things. You never know what you'll end up creating.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3739888931671219936-1111276107995190299?l=lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com/feeds/1111276107995190299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3739888931671219936&amp;postID=1111276107995190299' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3739888931671219936/posts/default/1111276107995190299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3739888931671219936/posts/default/1111276107995190299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com/2011/07/masking-stamp.html' title='Masking a Stamp'/><author><name>StacyC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18105081581955810004</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QwanrfYZFBs/ThZwqqjbsAI/AAAAAAAAAPo/eOwQCtDZuU0/s72-c/GTU-Masked-stamping.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3739888931671219936.post-2057797707467428781</id><published>2011-07-06T21:10:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-07-06T21:10:51.388-06:00</updated><title type='text'>GTU Sneak Peek</title><content type='html'>Tomorrow is Good Things Utah day and I have a fun project planned. Here's a peek at one part of the layout I'll be doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-t943-XCKiZ4/ThUjmt8gZJI/AAAAAAAAAPk/_TVprJn7y1w/s1600/Friends-and-cousins-sneak-p.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="211" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-t943-XCKiZ4/ThUjmt8gZJI/AAAAAAAAAPk/_TVprJn7y1w/s320/Friends-and-cousins-sneak-p.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;As always, I'll post the link and more pictures after the segment.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3739888931671219936-2057797707467428781?l=lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com/feeds/2057797707467428781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3739888931671219936&amp;postID=2057797707467428781' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3739888931671219936/posts/default/2057797707467428781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3739888931671219936/posts/default/2057797707467428781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com/2011/07/gtu-sneak-peek.html' title='GTU Sneak Peek'/><author><name>StacyC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18105081581955810004</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-t943-XCKiZ4/ThUjmt8gZJI/AAAAAAAAAPk/_TVprJn7y1w/s72-c/Friends-and-cousins-sneak-p.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3739888931671219936.post-2020665118178247956</id><published>2011-07-05T22:48:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-07-05T22:48:36.450-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Please Stand By</title><content type='html'>We're experiencing technical difficulties at our house related to thunder, fireworks, and thunder again. Have I mentioned that Mabel is not a fan?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3739888931671219936-2020665118178247956?l=lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com/feeds/2020665118178247956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3739888931671219936&amp;postID=2020665118178247956' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3739888931671219936/posts/default/2020665118178247956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3739888931671219936/posts/default/2020665118178247956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com/2011/07/please-stand-by.html' title='Please Stand By'/><author><name>StacyC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18105081581955810004</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-3739888931671219936.post-8891335349908018401</id><published>2011-07-01T21:21:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-07-01T21:21:03.814-06:00</updated><title type='text'>This week...</title><content type='html'>&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I carpooled to work - haven't done that in years&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I was home earlier every night than I have been in a long time&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I tried the new foam hair color from Nice N Easy again - still not sure I'm a fan&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I had Cheese Bread (french bread with cheese and other fattening things that are delightful) - had forgotten how wonderful it smells while baking and tastes even better&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I got my hair cut, nothing new, just some of the length off because it was out of control&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I had my first watermelon of the season - so refreshing&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I discovered sweet potato fries at Red Robin&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3739888931671219936-8891335349908018401?l=lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com/feeds/8891335349908018401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3739888931671219936&amp;postID=8891335349908018401' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3739888931671219936/posts/default/8891335349908018401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3739888931671219936/posts/default/8891335349908018401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com/2011/07/this-week.html' title='This week...'/><author><name>StacyC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18105081581955810004</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-3739888931671219936.post-3419177657120430357</id><published>2011-06-27T21:59:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-06-27T21:59:01.814-06:00</updated><title type='text'>When life gives you....purple</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-k-WoIR_U5M4/TglNiC8gQiI/AAAAAAAAAPg/vxUWIMzgcLM/s1600/purple-cast.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-k-WoIR_U5M4/TglNiC8gQiI/AAAAAAAAAPg/vxUWIMzgcLM/s320/purple-cast.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Last week I was carrying an adorable baby, a sweet puppy, and two bags of groceries for my neighbor when a child lost control of his bike. I was able to keep him from falling off his bike, without dropping my valuable packages, but in the process the bike ran over my foot. At that very moment a tall, dark, blue-eyed single gentleman came upon us and determined that my foot was injured and required medical assistance. He carefully transported me to an urgent care, after ensuring that the baby, puppy, and groceries were safely delivered to their proper destinations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's my story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm sticking to it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, maybe that's not the whole story, or even a part of the story, but it's much more glamorous than reality - I had a bone spur on my heel that had bothered me for over a year (actually, I didn't know until recently it was a bone spur, just that my heel hurt like the dickens) and because it had gone on for so long, the doctor said surgery was the best option. So last week I had it removed, which turned out to be about a 1/4 cup of bone (in smallish chunks that had embedded themselves in my tendon) and this lovely purple cast has taken it's place for the next two weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was my first day back to work and I have to say, this really stinks!! I can't drive, so I'm car pooling with various people, which means I'm on their schedule. As a rather independent person this is KILLING me. And I hobble when I walk. And I didn't prop my leg as high at work as I have the past five days, so it swelled today. And getting ready for the day takes twice as long and is exhausting. And.....well, I have to confess, I'm having a bit of a pity party over the whole thing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this too will pass. And, I did get a really cool color for the cast. PURPLE, isn't is the best color? And I have wonderful friends who have taken care of me, ensured that I didn't overdo, and are helping me get to and from work. Life goes on, even with a purple cast.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3739888931671219936-3419177657120430357?l=lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com/feeds/3419177657120430357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3739888931671219936&amp;postID=3419177657120430357' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3739888931671219936/posts/default/3419177657120430357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3739888931671219936/posts/default/3419177657120430357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com/2011/06/when-life-gives-youpurple.html' title='When life gives you....purple'/><author><name>StacyC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18105081581955810004</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-k-WoIR_U5M4/TglNiC8gQiI/AAAAAAAAAPg/vxUWIMzgcLM/s72-c/purple-cast.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3739888931671219936.post-8398121311344459098</id><published>2011-06-26T18:17:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-06-26T18:17:08.823-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Quiet Sundays</title><content type='html'>Some weeks a quiet Sunday is the perfect way to end a week or prepare to start a week. These rejuvenating days involve good food, time with people I love, serious hound belly rubbing, uplifting spiritual insights, maybe a movie, time surfing the internet, and not thinking about going to work (not that I don't love my job, just that being home is preferred to being at work :) ).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm grateful for these relaxing days, even when sometimes they are not exactly what was on the schedule. Happy Sunday!&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/3739888931671219936-8398121311344459098?l=lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com/feeds/8398121311344459098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3739888931671219936&amp;postID=8398121311344459098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3739888931671219936/posts/default/8398121311344459098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3739888931671219936/posts/default/8398121311344459098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com/2011/06/quiet-sundays.html' title='Quiet Sundays'/><author><name>StacyC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18105081581955810004</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-3739888931671219936.post-8031214481653088528</id><published>2011-06-25T14:22:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-06-25T14:23:29.831-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christmas'/><title type='text'>Christmas Countdown</title><content type='html'>Yes, I realize it is June, but it is the 25th of June, which means just six months until Christmas!! So let's start the countdown. On the 25th of each month, I'll post something related to Christmas, because, can you ever start feeling the holiday spirit too soon?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one of our favorite holiday recipes. It works well for any special occasion, so no need to wait until Christmas to whip up a batch of these delightful, pop in your mouth goodies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;CORN POP CANDY&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 bags corn pops&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SAUCE&lt;br /&gt;3 cubes of butter&lt;br /&gt;1½ cups sugar&lt;br /&gt;5 Tbls light corn syrup&lt;br /&gt;5 Tbls water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DIRECTIONS&lt;br /&gt;Mix butter, sugar, corn syrup, and water in sauce pan and bring to boil. Boil for 4 minutes. Pour over corn pops and stir well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOTE&lt;br /&gt;The corn pops for this recipe are not a cereal. (Not Kellogg’s Corn Pops cereal, but something like Barrel O’ Fun Corn Pops). Here's what they look like:&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://t1.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcTcAY-TSK3wXokQoYNNbUZamB5E6-Pz9RMafqllC5DFQ_TlSn2SJQ" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://t1.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcTcAY-TSK3wXokQoYNNbUZamB5E6-Pz9RMafqllC5DFQ_TlSn2SJQ" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Image from: http://www.walmart.com/ip/Barrel-O-39-Fun-Corn-Pops-Puffed-Corn-Snack-8-oz/15724097&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Gift Idea&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Looking for neighborhood gift ideas? How about a six pack of root beer reindeer? These guys can be made quickly and everyone in the family can help. All you need it are red pom poms, googly eyes, brown pipe cleaners, and bottled root beer.&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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yJ1kT1LG6-E/TPMQhHXhQVI/AAAAAAAABu8/YIpXIrnXKOE/s1600/DSC_0817.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yJ1kT1LG6-E/TPMQhHXhQVI/AAAAAAAABu8/YIpXIrnXKOE/s320/DSC_0817.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;Image found at: http://lifeofamodernmom.blogspot.com/2010/11/reindeer-rootbeer-beer.html&lt;/td&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;br /&gt;Have a wonderful June 25 and get going on those holiday plans!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3739888931671219936-8031214481653088528?l=lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com/feeds/8031214481653088528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3739888931671219936&amp;postID=8031214481653088528' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3739888931671219936/posts/default/8031214481653088528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3739888931671219936/posts/default/8031214481653088528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com/2011/06/christmas-countdown.html' title='Christmas Countdown'/><author><name>StacyC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18105081581955810004</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yJ1kT1LG6-E/TPMQhHXhQVI/AAAAAAAABu8/YIpXIrnXKOE/s72-c/DSC_0817.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3739888931671219936.post-5743881898968300130</id><published>2011-06-24T19:52:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-06-24T19:52:56.689-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Today ends a week where...</title><content type='html'>&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I watched the movie LadyHawke - haven't seen it in over 15 years and it was just as wonderful as I remembered&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I worked in the office for one day&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I saw Niagara Falls from the below as well as above&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I ended up with a purple cast on my right foot, even though I would have been happy with white&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I enjoyed a day of relaxation that ended with mowing the lawn - good balance&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3739888931671219936-5743881898968300130?l=lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com/feeds/5743881898968300130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3739888931671219936&amp;postID=5743881898968300130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3739888931671219936/posts/default/5743881898968300130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3739888931671219936/posts/default/5743881898968300130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com/2011/06/today-ends-week-where.html' title='Today ends a week where...'/><author><name>StacyC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18105081581955810004</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-3739888931671219936.post-7627739293838783290</id><published>2011-06-23T19:56:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-06-23T19:56:57.160-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Pinterest</title><content type='html'>Like most things on the Internet, I've been one to watch and see what it is all about before diving in and embracing it. I'm not a late adapter, but I'm certainly not an early adapter either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when people started talking about Pinterest, I took my usual approach - wait and see. Recently I moved from the waiting portion to the doing and signed up. Why Pinterest? I don't know why other people use it but for me it's a giant bulletin board with post it notes full of things I find on the Internet that I want to remember. Because honestly, how many times have you been cruising the web, found something cool, and then when you went back to find it you couldn't remember where you saw it and of course, didn't bookmark it? And my memory certainly isn't what it used to be!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus, I've discovered all sorts of new web sites full of interesting things. Most of my finds are food related - big surprise there, but I also love the inspiration items such as color combinations, ideas for things to make, and party stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I feel like I'm part of the web world - Facebook, Blog, multiple email accounts, and now Pinterest.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3739888931671219936-7627739293838783290?l=lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com/feeds/7627739293838783290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3739888931671219936&amp;postID=7627739293838783290' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3739888931671219936/posts/default/7627739293838783290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3739888931671219936/posts/default/7627739293838783290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com/2011/06/pinterest.html' title='Pinterest'/><author><name>StacyC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18105081581955810004</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3739888931671219936.post-7903253560387821810</id><published>2011-06-21T21:35:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-06-21T21:35:35.862-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Photography</title><content type='html'>I love taking pictures and even though I don't have a fancy camera, I'm always looking for tips. Here are a few links that I've ready lately that have some great ideas for taking better photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.digital-photography-school.com/how-to-photograph-a-rainbow"&gt;Rainbows&lt;/a&gt; - wish I would have read this before I went to Niagara Falls :)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.digital-photography-school.com/photograph-for-yourself-then-ask-for-specific-advice"&gt;Specific Advice&lt;/a&gt;- how many times do we ask someone if they like it? Whether it's a photo or a creation, this article has great idea for asking for advice.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://thepioneerwoman.com/photography/2011/06/great-photos-are-right-outside-your-door/"&gt;Photo Inspiration&lt;/a&gt; - love taking photos but feel like you are doing the same thing over and over? Here's a fun idea for shaking things up a little. Loved the resulting photo shoot too.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://thepioneerwoman.com/photography/2010/08/two-things-to-try/"&gt;Things to try&lt;/a&gt; - great suggestions for changing up your photos and easy too.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;Have fun taking pictures! I'd love to see what you're photographing. Here's one of my recent favorites from our Rome trip.&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/-GLlu1MVAusk/TgFi1dxX9rI/AAAAAAAAAPc/QKSttGNNjmM/s1600/poppies-in-palatine-ruins.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GLlu1MVAusk/TgFi1dxX9rI/AAAAAAAAAPc/QKSttGNNjmM/s320/poppies-in-palatine-ruins.jpg" width="320" /&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/3739888931671219936-7903253560387821810?l=lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com/feeds/7903253560387821810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3739888931671219936&amp;postID=7903253560387821810' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3739888931671219936/posts/default/7903253560387821810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3739888931671219936/posts/default/7903253560387821810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com/2011/06/photography.html' title='Photography'/><author><name>StacyC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18105081581955810004</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GLlu1MVAusk/TgFi1dxX9rI/AAAAAAAAAPc/QKSttGNNjmM/s72-c/poppies-in-palatine-ruins.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3739888931671219936.post-5392250387163489158</id><published>2011-06-20T21:22:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-06-20T21:22:04.060-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A fun time was had</title><content type='html'>In Buffalo, NY and at Niagara Falls. I was in Buffalo for work - CKC-Buffalo - and we scheduled our flights for later Sunday so we could head to the falls. We went last year and did Maid of the Mist. This year we decided to do Cave of the Winds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We left Buffalo around 9:00 and headed to the falls. We parked near the main falls rather than the American Falls and this was the car we discovered&amp;nbsp; in the parking lot.&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/-QoiC-6yOtEU/TgAJ43wcraI/AAAAAAAAAOM/LSfGgB_z8xY/s1600/rolls-royce-limo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="160" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QoiC-6yOtEU/TgAJ43wcraI/AAAAAAAAAOM/LSfGgB_z8xY/s320/rolls-royce-limo.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we got ready to head in, several people stopped to take their picture with the car, not just of the car. Later when we were leaving a steady stream of people took their pictures with the car, some even leaning on it. It was very entertaining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The view from this part of the park of the falls is amazing! I could have stood there for an hour I think. The sun was out, there was a light breeze, and the falls were in full motion. At the angle we were looking at the falls, there were rainbows in the mist. Sometimes there was a double rainbow, but it was hard to catch.&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/-bQqP72jGz-o/TgAK1ewgl-I/AAAAAAAAAOY/_PiLq9S1WK4/s1600/100_4404.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bQqP72jGz-o/TgAK1ewgl-I/AAAAAAAAAOY/_PiLq9S1WK4/s320/100_4404.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/-jGqklTxuOCA/TgAK1hrX2fI/AAAAAAAAAOc/OI_gTVUb7xE/s1600/100_4407.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jGqklTxuOCA/TgAK1hrX2fI/AAAAAAAAAOc/OI_gTVUb7xE/s320/100_4407.jpg" width="239" /&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/-N0e8O-CUxoM/TgAK07C-P9I/AAAAAAAAAOU/DUBvwBVZq-w/s1600/100_4402.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N0e8O-CUxoM/TgAK07C-P9I/AAAAAAAAAOU/DUBvwBVZq-w/s320/100_4402.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://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UuGA48JOzHM/TgAK0r9dP5I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/MQLNacxUoso/s1600/100_4412.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UuGA48JOzHM/TgAK0r9dP5I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/MQLNacxUoso/s320/100_4412.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;After taking a dozen or more photos, we headed for the tour. Not only did we get a lovely yellow cape to wear, but a stylin' pair of sandals. Bonus!!! We can keep the sandals. It was a fine look - Todd (a co-worker) posed in his outfit.&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/-7ewmfBAooGw/TgALWbpVpJI/AAAAAAAAAOg/Ebx9Psy0IK0/s1600/100_4418.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7ewmfBAooGw/TgALWbpVpJI/AAAAAAAAAOg/Ebx9Psy0IK0/s320/100_4418.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&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/--qgt6GE2_4E/TgALa3lkF8I/AAAAAAAAAOk/s4I0QM7R70Y/s1600/100_4419.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--qgt6GE2_4E/TgALa3lkF8I/AAAAAAAAAOk/s4I0QM7R70Y/s320/100_4419.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;Close up of my sandals&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;The view from below the falls was amazing and boy did we get wet! We laughed and kept on going - cause once your wet what can you do? There were tons of seagulls, even a baby ventured down the path with mom watching closely while I took a picture.&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/-CQU4uSTgklg/TgAL2f6u_GI/AAAAAAAAAOo/ZGPFmqRTCTs/s1600/100_4420.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CQU4uSTgklg/TgAL2f6u_GI/AAAAAAAAAOo/ZGPFmqRTCTs/s320/100_4420.jpg" width="239" /&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/-on3tlx0zNYM/TgAMwlfrERI/AAAAAAAAAO4/-QXcjEN-lXY/s1600/100_4425.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-on3tlx0zNYM/TgAMwlfrERI/AAAAAAAAAO4/-QXcjEN-lXY/s320/100_4425.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/-mhLr3Fcvf2Q/TgAMwZRVePI/AAAAAAAAAO0/jivHI7bZ288/s1600/100_4423.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mhLr3Fcvf2Q/TgAMwZRVePI/AAAAAAAAAO0/jivHI7bZ288/s320/100_4423.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://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EOlwhmPHJG4/TgAM3BxOYFI/AAAAAAAAAO8/q_FiSdxDyKk/s1600/100_4422.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EOlwhmPHJG4/TgAM3BxOYFI/AAAAAAAAAO8/q_FiSdxDyKk/s320/100_4422.jpg" width="239" /&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/-ASM5PYezrQs/TgAM3fXQXyI/AAAAAAAAAPA/8J75Kw1_V0k/s1600/100_4421.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ASM5PYezrQs/TgAM3fXQXyI/AAAAAAAAAPA/8J75Kw1_V0k/s320/100_4421.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We walked around a bit more, took a few more pictures, and then packed it in. It is amazing that this much water is in one place, especially since it is relatively flat as you approach the falls and then, bam, there it is!&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/-ULRnKBM3x6U/TgANj8VxZ0I/AAAAAAAAAPE/4w_XFbIQVMM/s1600/100_4427.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ULRnKBM3x6U/TgANj8VxZ0I/AAAAAAAAAPE/4w_XFbIQVMM/s320/100_4427.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://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5TkLQ209GyQ/TgANkIJb56I/AAAAAAAAAPI/85-WA83EZvs/s1600/100_4428.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5TkLQ209GyQ/TgANkIJb56I/AAAAAAAAAPI/85-WA83EZvs/s320/100_4428.jpg" width="239" /&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/-axwSvWi0jhc/TgANkboEs5I/AAAAAAAAAPM/AbmuuwsRqVc/s1600/100_4429.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-axwSvWi0jhc/TgANkboEs5I/AAAAAAAAAPM/AbmuuwsRqVc/s320/100_4429.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/-BXSvGaLXSnU/TgANlPX-NgI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/gcyctHxzEGE/s1600/100_4430.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BXSvGaLXSnU/TgANlPX-NgI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/gcyctHxzEGE/s320/100_4430.jpg" width="239" /&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/-gBUTvp6HaJI/TgANlTkji6I/AAAAAAAAAPU/AVER-9nt-q4/s1600/100_4431.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gBUTvp6HaJI/TgANlTkji6I/AAAAAAAAAPU/AVER-9nt-q4/s320/100_4431.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/-P7ABRzQ05as/TgANohkl96I/AAAAAAAAAPY/UjQFmog4-e0/s1600/100_4433.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-P7ABRzQ05as/TgANohkl96I/AAAAAAAAAPY/UjQFmog4-e0/s320/100_4433.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We still had a few hours left until our flight, so we headed back to Buffalo and did a driving architecture tour (using my iPad search results). Buffalo has plenty of beautiful buildings downtown and loads of old homes and buildings throughout the city. It was a great tour and we saw parts of the city we'd never seen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, an enjoyable trip.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3739888931671219936-5392250387163489158?l=lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com/feeds/5392250387163489158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3739888931671219936&amp;postID=5392250387163489158' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3739888931671219936/posts/default/5392250387163489158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3739888931671219936/posts/default/5392250387163489158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com/2011/06/fun-time-was-had.html' title='A fun time was had'/><author><name>StacyC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18105081581955810004</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QoiC-6yOtEU/TgAJ43wcraI/AAAAAAAAAOM/LSfGgB_z8xY/s72-c/rolls-royce-limo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3739888931671219936.post-1831564587716451271</id><published>2011-06-18T22:24:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-06-18T22:24:01.320-06:00</updated><title type='text'>If I Could Right Now...</title><content type='html'>&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I would kiss the hounds, stroke their ears, and rub their bellies&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I would sleep in until I wanted to get out of bed&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I would spend several hours making something - be creative just because&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I would have homemade chocolate chip cookies&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I would watch a favorite movie, like How to Lose a Guy in 10 Days or Mama Mia or maybe something suspenseful&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3739888931671219936-1831564587716451271?l=lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com/feeds/1831564587716451271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3739888931671219936&amp;postID=1831564587716451271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3739888931671219936/posts/default/1831564587716451271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3739888931671219936/posts/default/1831564587716451271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com/2011/06/if-i-could-right-now.html' title='If I Could Right Now...'/><author><name>StacyC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18105081581955810004</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-3739888931671219936.post-1042222946364248475</id><published>2011-06-17T20:07:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-06-17T20:07:13.692-06:00</updated><title type='text'>For this week...</title><content type='html'>&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I traveled to Buffalo, NY for CKC-Buffalo&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I watched "When in Rome" - forgot how cute that movie is&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I worked in the yard&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I endured allergies from H-E-double toothpick&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I had the most delicious Lemon White Chocolate cookies&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3739888931671219936-1042222946364248475?l=lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com/feeds/1042222946364248475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3739888931671219936&amp;postID=1042222946364248475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3739888931671219936/posts/default/1042222946364248475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3739888931671219936/posts/default/1042222946364248475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com/2011/06/for-this-week.html' title='For this week...'/><author><name>StacyC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18105081581955810004</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-3739888931671219936.post-1316611891999193461</id><published>2011-06-16T21:48:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-06-16T21:48:59.573-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A little bit of heaven</title><content type='html'>Or maybe it is better described as sunshine since it has lemon in it and is yellow - a lemon, white chocolate cookie! And it is heavenly and brings sunshine to my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This cookie is found at the Buffalo Niagara Convention Center. But here is the pathetic thing - I am starting to associate convention centers and hotels by the food! As the time to come to Buffalo approached I realized this is the location with the lovely lemon cookies and macaroni &amp;amp; cheese that tastes homemade. No biggie you think, until you ask me about Manchester - well it has fruit cups that you can only get on Saturday morning and the special thing about these is the maple syrup and cream that encases the fresh fruit. How about St. Louis - the BBQ place up the hill from the convention center (can't think of the name right now). I could go on and on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that doesn't stop me from thinking about what we'll be eating when we get to a location and well, Buffalo did not disappoint - the cookies brightened my day. And, we discovered there is coconut in them as well. Ah, heaven!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3739888931671219936-1316611891999193461?l=lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com/feeds/1316611891999193461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3739888931671219936&amp;postID=1316611891999193461' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3739888931671219936/posts/default/1316611891999193461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3739888931671219936/posts/default/1316611891999193461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com/2011/06/little-bit-of-heaven.html' title='A little bit of heaven'/><author><name>StacyC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18105081581955810004</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3739888931671219936.post-6537708853414613581</id><published>2011-06-14T22:24:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-06-14T22:24:12.285-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Today...</title><content type='html'>Nothing exciting. Went to work. Hung out with friends/family. Watched a movie. Wished I could stop coughing and blowing my nose. Finished my wash. Got my church assignment done for the week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a normal day. But that's okay. Normal is good. Life is good!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3739888931671219936-6537708853414613581?l=lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com/feeds/6537708853414613581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3739888931671219936&amp;postID=6537708853414613581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3739888931671219936/posts/default/6537708853414613581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3739888931671219936/posts/default/6537708853414613581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com/2011/06/today.html' title='Today...'/><author><name>StacyC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18105081581955810004</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-3739888931671219936.post-8195472844773701758</id><published>2011-06-12T19:26:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-06-12T19:26:09.191-06:00</updated><title type='text'>What would you do for marshmallows?</title><content type='html'>Yeah, I wouldn't do much either, but Cleo on the other had will do just about anything. Even the things she hates like baths and getting her ears cleaned. It's also a great way to get her to come in the house when she's barking, in the flowers that she's not supposed to be in, or stalling the breakfast ritual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, if you come to our house and see a bag of open marshmallows, those aren't for baking but for bribing. Marshmallows are a staple, just like flour, butter, milk, and eggs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are your motivators?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3739888931671219936-8195472844773701758?l=lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com/feeds/8195472844773701758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3739888931671219936&amp;postID=8195472844773701758' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3739888931671219936/posts/default/8195472844773701758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3739888931671219936/posts/default/8195472844773701758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com/2011/06/what-would-you-do-for-marshmallows.html' title='What would you do for marshmallows?'/><author><name>StacyC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18105081581955810004</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-3739888931671219936.post-4520174395648988071</id><published>2011-06-11T20:28:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-06-11T20:28:08.920-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Weeding memories</title><content type='html'>Today, not only did we plant flowers and weed our yard, but also we headed over to J's sister's house to help out. My assignment - removing a flowering weed that J called "the dearth" since it managed to spread everywhere. J handed me a tool that I have no idea what it is called, but it looks like a screwdriver with a notch in the end. You place it in the ground near the base of the plant and pop it out. Sometimes you have to move it around to different sides to get it loosened, but it is amazing how easily it plies those weeds from the ground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I worked, I remembered back to the first time I had seen this tool. It was several years ago and we were at J's mom's house in American Falls, ID. We had been helping around the yard, as was typical when we visited in the spring and summer. After weeding and gardening and cleaning out the sheds, J's mom said she wanted the dandelions gone from the front lawn. In my mind, I was thinking "why" since growing up those were plants we just ignored in our yard. But hey, I was game. I figured we'd spray them like we had other weeds. Imagine my surprise when I was told that they would be removed from the lawn, not sprayed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see, spraying could kill the grass around it and there's no guarantee the dandelion won't grow back. But if you remove it, well, it's gone so growth is not an option. J's mom handed me the tool and showed me the technique and sent me on my way. It's a very effective way to rid your grass of dandelions, but more importantly, every time I see that funny little tool, I think of J's mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was an amazing woman who worked circles around everyone. She loved having us visit and made meals that you'd never forget - the homemade kind that filled you with love and comfort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm grateful to have been a part of her life and for the things I've learned from J's mom - she loved me and readily included me and K in her family. I will always think of her when I see the dandelion tool and remember the day I learned how to rid a lawn of yellow, flowering weeds.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3739888931671219936-4520174395648988071?l=lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com/feeds/4520174395648988071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3739888931671219936&amp;postID=4520174395648988071' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3739888931671219936/posts/default/4520174395648988071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3739888931671219936/posts/default/4520174395648988071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com/2011/06/weeding-memories.html' title='Weeding memories'/><author><name>StacyC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18105081581955810004</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-3739888931671219936.post-7880720590332956397</id><published>2011-06-10T21:24:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-06-10T21:24:05.271-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ten on the 10th'/><title type='text'>Ten on the 10th</title><content type='html'>It's the 10th of June and I'm starting a new thing - ten things on the 10th of each month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's list: Ten Songs I Love (no particular order)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hey, Soul Sister - Train&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Jive Talkin' - Bee Gees&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Smooth - Santana&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mr. Blue Sky - ELO&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Thankful - Josh Groban&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Larger Than Life - Backstreet Boys&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Silly Love Songs - Glee&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hallelujah - Canadian Tenors&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;We Danced - Brad Paisley&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Angels - David Archuleta&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;What are some of your favorite songs? I'm always looking for new ones to add to my iPod.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3739888931671219936-7880720590332956397?l=lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com/feeds/7880720590332956397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3739888931671219936&amp;postID=7880720590332956397' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3739888931671219936/posts/default/7880720590332956397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3739888931671219936/posts/default/7880720590332956397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com/2011/06/ten-on-10th.html' title='Ten on the 10th'/><author><name>StacyC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18105081581955810004</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3739888931671219936.post-4150604566813804952</id><published>2011-06-09T21:20:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-06-09T21:20:56.092-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A question...</title><content type='html'>I've posted previously about my struggles with getting up in the morning (I'd much rather sleep in and stay up late). I think I've also talked about the need to exercise. So my question to you is do you like/love to exercise? If you don't but you do still exercise on a regular basis, what is it that gets you exercising?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the reason for my question. I know I need to exercise - I'm slowly gaining weight that I really don't want and have already lost many times. I know that my health and stress levels are better when I exercise. But....I really am not a big fan of exercising. Not that I don't want to do anything rather I get bored easily and have an incredible skill - the ability to tell myself I'll do it later and then later doesn't come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what is it that gets you exercising on a regular basis and how did you get yourself to enjoy exercising?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks and I can't wait to hear from you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3739888931671219936-4150604566813804952?l=lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com/feeds/4150604566813804952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3739888931671219936&amp;postID=4150604566813804952' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3739888931671219936/posts/default/4150604566813804952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3739888931671219936/posts/default/4150604566813804952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com/2011/06/question.html' title='A question...'/><author><name>StacyC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18105081581955810004</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3739888931671219936.post-5106522825157412480</id><published>2011-06-08T22:42:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-06-08T22:42:10.199-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Are You My Mother?</title><content type='html'>A couple of weeks ago I started hearing a bird outside my office window. I couldn't figure out why it was so noisy especially since that area is nothing but rocks. But I was fascinated with it and so I'd randomly check to see what it was doing - which to me looked like nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week, I realized the bird wasn't as vocal and that it was sitting in the rocks. She had made a nest!!! The bird is a &lt;a href="http://www.allaboutbirds.org/guide/killdeer/id"&gt;Killdeer&lt;/a&gt; and they make their nests in random places, one of which is in rocks, and she had chosen outside our window to lay her four eggs. And not to leave the father out of the picture, he comes by and brings food for mom and I'm assuming takes his turn on the nest (at this point I can't honestly tell you which is the mom and which is the dad).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This sweet family has become ours to watch over and a couple of us are taking our jobs very seriously. Last week, I was typing away when I heard some banging on the window and realized the window cleaner was there. Then panic set in as I realized he was heading straight for the nest. I hustled outside and warned him about the nest and he carefully stepped around it (he was on a collision path so it was a good thing I let him know). Of course mom or dad was also there to try and steer him away from the nest, but not quite as successfully as I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After this close call and then the gardeners showing up, I felt we needed a permanent notice. So I created a sign and hung it in the neighboring office window, which is directly behind the nest. Would this catch your attention?&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/-LkkOpIz9T-E/TfBMlgKWT9I/AAAAAAAAAN4/C3ilpfmuELE/s1600/bird-sign.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LkkOpIz9T-E/TfBMlgKWT9I/AAAAAAAAAN4/C3ilpfmuELE/s320/bird-sign.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;Sorry for the reflection on the window, but you get the idea!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I took a few photos of our little family. Unfortunately, mom wasn't very happy, but she settled back into nesting once I headed inside.&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/-j9PauLCqhC4/TfBMkifLcWI/AAAAAAAAANw/u8kTz640wPQ/s1600/bird-on-nest.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-j9PauLCqhC4/TfBMkifLcWI/AAAAAAAAANw/u8kTz640wPQ/s320/bird-on-nest.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;Mom on the nest&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://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0pYV98uIiBY/TfBMm1je6QI/AAAAAAAAAOE/CMWWhGcvtmE/s1600/leaving-the-nest.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0pYV98uIiBY/TfBMm1je6QI/AAAAAAAAAOE/CMWWhGcvtmE/s320/leaving-the-nest.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'm getting a little close so she's moving away to distract me.&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://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9zqBV-d-FtY/TfBMl9TG1wI/AAAAAAAAAN8/9Wnt0hTZLbk/s1600/eggs-in-the-nest.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9zqBV-d-FtY/TfBMl9TG1wI/AAAAAAAAAN8/9Wnt0hTZLbk/s320/eggs-in-the-nest.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;The four eggs, nestled amongst branches and rocks. Nothing like the comforts of home!&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/-IFPzE6lleRE/TfBMkThzyeI/AAAAAAAAANs/hgclXJWvDB0/s1600/upset-bird.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IFPzE6lleRE/TfBMkThzyeI/AAAAAAAAANs/hgclXJWvDB0/s320/upset-bird.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;Mom trying to distract me.&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://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_6163CcaZos/TfBMmcxFEMI/AAAAAAAAAOA/r9rX_DgBbgY/s1600/faking-bird.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_6163CcaZos/TfBMmcxFEMI/AAAAAAAAAOA/r9rX_DgBbgY/s320/faking-bird.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;Killdeer are famous for faking a broken wing in hopes the predator will follow them away from their nest.&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/-y0Y-0FodimA/TfBMnFE3OuI/AAAAAAAAAOI/_rlKOnW05ZY/s1600/nest-out-window.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-y0Y-0FodimA/TfBMnFE3OuI/AAAAAAAAAOI/_rlKOnW05ZY/s320/nest-out-window.jpg" width="243" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The nest view from the office window - they're very well hidden (their on the right side, a little below center of the photo)&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/-nRk08NpLQLg/TfBMlLTYfBI/AAAAAAAAAN0/td1Em85bS_w/s1600/bird-out-window.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nRk08NpLQLg/TfBMlLTYfBI/AAAAAAAAAN0/td1Em85bS_w/s320/bird-out-window.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;Mom watching us through the window, making sure we aren't coming after her babies again.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;In researching Killdeers, they take about 24-28 days to hatch, so we're thinking we have about 2 to 2 1/2 weeks to go. I'll make sure and get photos of the babies when they arrive. Can't wait!!! Maybe we should hold a baby shower. What does one get a bird mother-to-be??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3739888931671219936-5106522825157412480?l=lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com/feeds/5106522825157412480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3739888931671219936&amp;postID=5106522825157412480' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3739888931671219936/posts/default/5106522825157412480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3739888931671219936/posts/default/5106522825157412480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com/2011/06/are-you-my-mother.html' title='Are You My Mother?'/><author><name>StacyC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18105081581955810004</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LkkOpIz9T-E/TfBMlgKWT9I/AAAAAAAAAN4/C3ilpfmuELE/s72-c/bird-sign.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3739888931671219936.post-871673578254477938</id><published>2011-06-07T21:56:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-06-07T21:56:07.498-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Good Things Utah'/><title type='text'>Butterflies and Rhinestones on GTU</title><content type='html'>Monday was fun on &lt;a href="http://www.abc4.com/content/about_4/gtu/default.aspx"&gt;Good Things Utah&lt;/a&gt; showing how to color clear rhinestones using alcohol inks from Tim Holtz. The technique is from one of the classes being taught at CK Scrap &amp;amp; Play (you'll also use the BasicGrey product I used for the class project).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the link to the segment: &lt;a href="http://www.abc4.com/content/about_4/gtu/featured_on/story/Butterflies-and-Colored-Rhinestones-Card-Choose/7C9GGYC8MkSvR-9jsE0_Lw.cspx"&gt;Butterflies and Colored Rhinestones Card&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The great thing about this technique is how versatile it is. I showed using alcohol inks on rhinestones, but you can use the inks on glass, buttons, tiles, and so much more. Pretty much anything that is non-porous (so it doesn't get absorbed). Typically I use the applicator Tim Holtz made, but I ran out of the felt squares and didn't have time to go get more, so I just squirted the color on the rhinestones. For this project, that worked. But if you are coloring a larger surface, you want to save on ink, or you want it to dry faster, I do recommend using the applicator. It gives you more control.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, if you're looking for a fun weekend escape, you really need to think about attending a CK Scrap &amp;amp; Play. There are three scheduled right now with a fourth in the works (can't announce it until the contract is signed). The three locations are Midway, UT (just outside Park City) on June 17 and 18, then Boise, ID on August 12 and 13, and next is Lancaster, PA on August 26 and 27. Registration is open for all three.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each Scrap &amp;amp; Play includes cropping time with four people to a table (you can sit more if you want, but we set the tables for four), five classes spread throughout Friday evening and Saturday, a goodie bag with scrapping stuff, prizes, treats (as in the edible kind), and much more. Plus, there are a la carte classes you can take either Friday morning or at other times during the event (these have an additional cost associated with them).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, if you're looking for an excuse to get away and scrap, use this one! Here's the web site with all the information: &lt;a href="http://www.creatingkeepsakes.com/scrap_and_play"&gt;www.creatingkeepsakes.com/scrap_and_play&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you had a wonderful Tuesday! &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/-ZT_XN6KZg5c/Te7ybC7D2wI/AAAAAAAAANo/vfESOU4LFTI/s1600/GTU-Butterflies-%2526-Rhineston.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZT_XN6KZg5c/Te7ybC7D2wI/AAAAAAAAANo/vfESOU4LFTI/s320/GTU-Butterflies-%2526-Rhineston.jpg" width="248" /&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/3739888931671219936-871673578254477938?l=lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com/feeds/871673578254477938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3739888931671219936&amp;postID=871673578254477938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3739888931671219936/posts/default/871673578254477938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3739888931671219936/posts/default/871673578254477938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com/2011/06/butterflies-and-rhinestones-on-gtu.html' title='Butterflies and Rhinestones on GTU'/><author><name>StacyC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18105081581955810004</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZT_XN6KZg5c/Te7ybC7D2wI/AAAAAAAAANo/vfESOU4LFTI/s72-c/GTU-Butterflies-%2526-Rhineston.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3739888931671219936.post-7479658492755981021</id><published>2011-06-05T21:53:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-06-05T21:53:50.654-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Feeding Frenzy</title><content type='html'>Typically I'm all in favor of feeding frenzy, as long as I'm participating in the eating portion of the activity. Unfortunately, this feeding frenzy featured me as the main course - mosquito buffet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While working at the Provo Airport yesterday, we saw a lot of bugs, but I was ever so hopeful that they were of the gnat variety. At about 5:00 am this morning, I realized that at least some of them were not as I proceeded to itch and itch and itch and....well you get the picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why it is, but a group of us can walk outside for 5 minutes and I will come back with a mosquito bite and no one else has been touched. And not only do I get bit, but my bites often become the size of quarters. I'd like to think I'm extra sweet, but K once told me she heard a report that it had to do with something related to cow's breath (which she then inferred was what I must smell like - for rude!). No matter the reason, when I'm outside, mosquitoes think Christmas has arrived early!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After doing some quick research online for remedies, since nothing I've tried in the past has worked, I went with old reliable - hydrocortisone cream (not much help) and then moved on to new ideas: aloe vera gel, vinegar, and rubbing alcohol. Nothing has really made a big difference, although the vinegar did help some if I remembered to put it on every hour or so. But tonight I'm bringing out the big guns - Benadryl. And even if it doesn't stop the itch, I'll sleep well since it tends to make me dead to the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There you have it! The sad story of my day with 30 mosquito bites. And yes, I counted. When you itch this much, you want to know how many of the little beasts contributed to your demise. And yes, next time I'll take the repellant, even if I think it will be too hot or the wrong time of day for them to be out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lessons we learn from life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3739888931671219936-7479658492755981021?l=lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com/feeds/7479658492755981021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3739888931671219936&amp;postID=7479658492755981021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3739888931671219936/posts/default/7479658492755981021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3739888931671219936/posts/default/7479658492755981021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com/2011/06/feeding-frenzy.html' title='Feeding Frenzy'/><author><name>StacyC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18105081581955810004</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-3739888931671219936.post-7642382874490551846</id><published>2011-06-04T21:54:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-06-04T21:58:25.634-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Quiz Time</title><content type='html'>This quiz involves text and photos. It isn't a hard quiz but does require a small amount of analysis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you get when you combine 18 people, four trucks, plus...&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/-LreEEuYVLRs/Ter6HYQsTGI/AAAAAAAAANk/5ghmC6yZVVU/s1600/water-storage.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LreEEuYVLRs/Ter6HYQsTGI/AAAAAAAAANk/5ghmC6yZVVU/s320/water-storage.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The red object is a syphon&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/-aQVa0VR5FRA/Ter6G4GiehI/AAAAAAAAANg/iDOs02LNVmM/s1600/water-bucket-and-sponge.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aQVa0VR5FRA/Ter6G4GiehI/AAAAAAAAANg/iDOs02LNVmM/s320/water-bucket-and-sponge.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;Sponge in water bucket&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://3.bp.blogspot.com/-t37jd3braYk/Ter6FnqFNLI/AAAAAAAAANU/XjyCi85fWEg/s1600/weed-eater.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-t37jd3braYk/Ter6FnqFNLI/AAAAAAAAANU/XjyCi85fWEg/s320/weed-eater.jpg" width="210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TVZKlEJeMCs/Ter6GqX_ikI/AAAAAAAAANc/GGgBkglNT_0/s1600/powerade-drinks.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="262" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TVZKlEJeMCs/Ter6GqX_ikI/AAAAAAAAANc/GGgBkglNT_0/s320/powerade-drinks.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, write down your answer. No looking at your neighbor's answer! If you wrote down Eagle Project at the Provo Airport, then you are correct!!! If not, I'm sure your answer was close.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today dawned bright and early, especially considering it was a Saturday and you know how I feel about sleeping in. But today's endeavor was worth missing a few extra hours of sleep, it was time for Aaron's Eagle Project. This has been a long time in coming and at one point, we weren't even sure it would happen. So when Aaron invited us to help, we didn't hesitate in responding "yes"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what does one do for an Eagle Project at the Provo Airport? Well, in just a few short weeks the airport is expanding it's services by adding commercial flights. In preparation, the runway signs and lights needed cleaning (or as I fondly referred to it - depoopifying - the bird kind) and the weeds needed removing around the same signs and lighta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We divided into groups, piled into four trucks loaded with cleaning supplies and weed eaters, plus work gloves, water, and granola bars and followed the airport manager to our designated work spot. Since this is an active airport, we could not leave our area without an escort, nor could we step past the lights onto the runways. No problem! After a quick 20 minute orientation, we spent a little over three hours cleaning and removing weeds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily, the weather was marvelous! Sunny, with a high clouds and a wonderful breeze to keep things cool. We worked hard, laughed, chatted, swatted at bugs and mosquitoes, and stopped working at the designated time of noon (or shortly thereafter). And, we accomplished a lot! The airport manager was very grateful (it took him and his son three days working 10 hour days to do the job we did today).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And best of all, Aaron has the work done he needs for his Eagle Project. We couldn't be prouder Aunties! It felt good to be a part of his day and to see him lead the group. Here's the group (minus two that needed to leave a little early and me taking the picture - I quickly volunteered for this assignment as my appearance was less than stunning since I spent a little time battling wet weeds with the weed eater and well, it definitely wasn't a look I wanted captured).&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/-DABZIx6cbNA/Ter6GMA9csI/AAAAAAAAANY/Dkcs0D2ff54/s1600/eagle-project-group.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="149" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DABZIx6cbNA/Ter6GMA9csI/AAAAAAAAANY/Dkcs0D2ff54/s320/eagle-project-group.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&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/3739888931671219936-7642382874490551846?l=lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com/feeds/7642382874490551846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3739888931671219936&amp;postID=7642382874490551846' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3739888931671219936/posts/default/7642382874490551846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3739888931671219936/posts/default/7642382874490551846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com/2011/06/quiz-time.html' title='Quiz Time'/><author><name>StacyC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18105081581955810004</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LreEEuYVLRs/Ter6HYQsTGI/AAAAAAAAANk/5ghmC6yZVVU/s72-c/water-storage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3739888931671219936.post-2562840909890068414</id><published>2011-06-03T20:53:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-06-03T20:53:12.142-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Another week</title><content type='html'>Nothing exciting this week, but I'm still here to tell about it so that's good. This week...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I celebrated National Donut Day without even knowing it when I got a donut on the way to work&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I bribed Cleo with marshmallows to get a cute photo of her&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I felt like spring was here&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I enjoyed walking the hounds in the morning&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I ate a huge BBQ steak in honor of Memorial Day&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I sent my doll to Australia for the doll swap&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3739888931671219936-2562840909890068414?l=lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com/feeds/2562840909890068414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3739888931671219936&amp;postID=2562840909890068414' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3739888931671219936/posts/default/2562840909890068414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3739888931671219936/posts/default/2562840909890068414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com/2011/06/another-week.html' title='Another week'/><author><name>StacyC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18105081581955810004</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3739888931671219936.post-701770045570378925</id><published>2011-06-01T22:08:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-06-02T19:26:10.902-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Good Things Utah'/><title type='text'>Sneak Peek - GTU Project (Updated)</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;UPDATE:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't be on Good Things Utah until &lt;b&gt;Monday&lt;/b&gt;. Breaking news took precedence over today's program so they had to bump things forward. Sorry! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday I have a segment on &lt;a href="http://www.abc4.com/content/about_4/gtu/default.aspx"&gt;Good Things Utah&lt;/a&gt;. I don't want to spoil the fun, so here's a look at a piece of the project. Also, if you are a Law &amp;amp; Order: Criminal Intent fan, Vincent D'Onofrio is part the of the show, so make sure you watch or set your recording mechanism.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check back Friday or Saturday for the entire project.&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/-GfY1gSMC6EA/TecMcAjlQ0I/AAAAAAAAANQ/vhgmZiNT_G0/s1600/GTU-Butterfly-sneak-peek.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GfY1gSMC6EA/TecMcAjlQ0I/AAAAAAAAANQ/vhgmZiNT_G0/s1600/GTU-Butterfly-sneak-peek.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/3739888931671219936-701770045570378925?l=lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com/feeds/701770045570378925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3739888931671219936&amp;postID=701770045570378925' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3739888931671219936/posts/default/701770045570378925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3739888931671219936/posts/default/701770045570378925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com/2011/06/sneak-peek-gtu-project.html' title='Sneak Peek - GTU Project (Updated)'/><author><name>StacyC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18105081581955810004</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GfY1gSMC6EA/TecMcAjlQ0I/AAAAAAAAANQ/vhgmZiNT_G0/s72-c/GTU-Butterfly-sneak-peek.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3739888931671219936.post-5421287011538929107</id><published>2011-05-31T21:08:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T21:08:42.979-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hounds'/><title type='text'>Belly Lovin'</title><content type='html'>There are many things to love about Bassets - droopy eyes, waddle when they walk, howling at the front window, and so much more. But Basset bellies, they are something to behold!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They tend to droop down when walking. Spread to the side when laying down. And are covered with spots that resemble a cow's hide. And boy do they love to show off their bellies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when the hounds roll onto their backs, it's hard to resist rubbing them. And at times blowing raspberries on them (although Mabel won't usually hold still for such silliness).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can imagine my delight when both offered up their bellies and luckily the camera was within reach. Unfortunately, stillness is not a hound trait so the photos are a little out of focus. But you get the idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Release the hound......bellies!&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/-EjXHi9RACPM/TeWqwxgiYcI/AAAAAAAAAM8/cqrKuq2rcf4/s1600/Cleo-belly.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EjXHi9RACPM/TeWqwxgiYcI/AAAAAAAAAM8/cqrKuq2rcf4/s320/Cleo-belly.jpg" width="320" /&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/-a6UI7r-Fhgs/TeWqxQoKGEI/AAAAAAAAANA/Tc8J5pWr-E4/s1600/Cleo-belly-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-a6UI7r-Fhgs/TeWqxQoKGEI/AAAAAAAAANA/Tc8J5pWr-E4/s320/Cleo-belly-2.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;Cleo showing off the finer points of her belly - two angles.&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/-GHWujmUTEPc/TeWqzCa7pJI/AAAAAAAAANM/CWHadk-nei8/s1600/Mabel-belly.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GHWujmUTEPc/TeWqzCa7pJI/AAAAAAAAANM/CWHadk-nei8/s320/Mabel-belly.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;Mabel putting her whole body into the belly show.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Once the bellies were sufficiently admired, rewards were in order (or at least that was Cleo's opinion). I placed a few mini marshmallows in my pocket and this is the look I was waiting for - hound anticipation.&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://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HBYk0ban33g/TeWqyjAMt9I/AAAAAAAAANI/vN2J4QaYUEA/s1600/Cleo-hopeful.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HBYk0ban33g/TeWqyjAMt9I/AAAAAAAAANI/vN2J4QaYUEA/s320/Cleo-hopeful.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;So intent and so dang cute!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;And just a few candid shots that I couldn't resist.&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://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tv5t43BH0R0/TeWqyF6fX6I/AAAAAAAAANE/lU8HcLz2ekQ/s1600/Cleo-droopy-eyes.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tv5t43BH0R0/TeWqyF6fX6I/AAAAAAAAANE/lU8HcLz2ekQ/s320/Cleo-droopy-eyes.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;She's got the look down pat - droopy eyes will get you just about anything!&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/-woklkgNRVDw/TeWqwjnqD7I/AAAAAAAAAM4/o6HXKtUBwMw/s1600/Mabel-side.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="272" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-woklkgNRVDw/TeWqwjnqD7I/AAAAAAAAAM4/o6HXKtUBwMw/s320/Mabel-side.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;Mabel wasn't sure she wanted her picture taken again :)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;I love these dogs so much! Life wouldn't be the same without them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3739888931671219936-5421287011538929107?l=lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com/feeds/5421287011538929107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3739888931671219936&amp;postID=5421287011538929107' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3739888931671219936/posts/default/5421287011538929107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3739888931671219936/posts/default/5421287011538929107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com/2011/05/belly-lovin.html' title='Belly Lovin&apos;'/><author><name>StacyC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18105081581955810004</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EjXHi9RACPM/TeWqwxgiYcI/AAAAAAAAAM8/cqrKuq2rcf4/s72-c/Cleo-belly.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3739888931671219936.post-7434609243749129803</id><published>2011-05-30T19:09:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-05-30T19:09:26.629-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog Hopping Happiness</title><content type='html'>A day off. Time to putter around the house, watch a little TV, and catch up on favorite blogs. Here are a few things that caught my eye in my blog browsing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://danielleflanders.blogspot.com/2011/05/lollipop-bouquets.html"&gt;Lollipop Bouquet&lt;/a&gt; - Danielle Flanders made this adorable lollipop bouquet from a variety of stamped designs that she trimmed and then either inserted a sucker or layered over a sucker. What a fun idea for end of school treats or as a pick me up for a friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://wendysueanderson.blogspot.com/2011/05/favorite-things.html"&gt;Favorite Things&lt;/a&gt; - Wendy Sue Anderson shared this fun way to capture your kids favorites and she had them write it themselves so she had their handwriting as well as the list. Even if you don't scrapbook it, what a fun idea for capturing a moment in time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smilemonsters.blogspot.com/2011/05/root-beer-float-on-stick.html"&gt;Root Beer Float on a Stick&lt;/a&gt; - With summer just around the corner, this delightful summer treat caught my eye (originally saw it on &lt;a href="http://funkypolkadotgiraffe.blogspot.com/"&gt;Funky Polkadot Giraffe&lt;/a&gt;'s web site but knew I had to have the recipe). Can't wait to give them a try!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hostessblog.com/2011/05/diy-chocolate-dipped-pretzels-pringles/"&gt;Chocolate Dipped Pringles and Pretzels&lt;/a&gt; - LOVE the mix of sweet and salty! I've made and eaten the dipped pretzels (although I do caramel and then chocolate on my pretzel rods), but chocolate and Pringles, now there's a unique combination. But after looking at this post, I'm thinking it is worth a try and they are certainly easy to make. Oh yum!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's it for today's wanderings. Have a lovely day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3739888931671219936-7434609243749129803?l=lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com/feeds/7434609243749129803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3739888931671219936&amp;postID=7434609243749129803' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3739888931671219936/posts/default/7434609243749129803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3739888931671219936/posts/default/7434609243749129803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com/2011/05/blog-hopping-happiness.html' title='Blog Hopping Happiness'/><author><name>StacyC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18105081581955810004</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-3739888931671219936.post-4739436975728991455</id><published>2011-05-28T21:34:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-05-28T21:34:51.465-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Live, laugh, don't fall!</title><content type='html'>Why must embarrassing moments happen in front of people or worse, leave a visible sign on you? I guess it wouldn't be an embarrassing moment if it weren't witnessed (kind of like does a tree make a sound when it falls if no one is in the forest).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While at the Vatican museum last week, we were walking down this spiral ramp, admiring the architecture and chatting about the Sistine Chapel. K was in front of me and said "step" and I said "okay" even though the concept of "step" did not fully gel in my brain. And that's how I found myself on my hands and knees in the Vatican museum with about 30 witnesses. No, I wasn't hurt, just horribly embarrassed (although I did gouge K's arm with my thumbnail in the process of falling). And as K kindly pointed out, you know you're getting older when the guys around you ask if you are okay and need help up rather than snickering (I mean, who laughs when an old woman might be injured??). Wow, did I feel like a dork!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fast forward to today. I'm mowing the lawn and need to empty the bag in the garden area that is raised and surrounded by a short fence. No problem, I've done this for years! Lift the lawnmower bag into the garden, step over the fence, and into the garden. Except my foot snagged on the top of the fence and well, I did a face plant in the garden (ironic, since you do plant things in gardens). Not only was I covered in grass clippings and dirt, my cheek hit the railroad ties that encase the garden. Can you say raspberry?? Yep, no one saw but I have a lovely red scuff on my cheek that proceeded to swell a little and doesn't cover well with makeup (I'm so hoping it won't bruise). Thus, an experience that might have been a blip on the day turned into an embarrassing moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, in just 10 short days I managed to impress those around me with my lack of grace and/or coordination. All you can do is laugh - cause if you don't, you cry. Life goes on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's to a week with limited embarrassing moments. Live, laugh, don't fall!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3739888931671219936-4739436975728991455?l=lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com/feeds/4739436975728991455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3739888931671219936&amp;postID=4739436975728991455' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3739888931671219936/posts/default/4739436975728991455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3739888931671219936/posts/default/4739436975728991455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com/2011/05/live-laugh-dont-fall.html' title='Live, laugh, don&apos;t fall!'/><author><name>StacyC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18105081581955810004</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3739888931671219936.post-8130573500013121485</id><published>2011-05-27T21:50:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-05-27T21:50:00.678-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The week...</title><content type='html'>....is over! I only worked 4 days, but it sure felt longer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I attended an inspiring high school graduation&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; I made it to Zumba class&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I was the first one at the office (a small miracle I'm sure!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I found out I have a bone spur on my heel (thus the pain for the past year or more)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I did lots and lots of laundry&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I saw my family of deer twice&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I enjoyed my Friday evening at home with the hounds&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3739888931671219936-8130573500013121485?l=lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com/feeds/8130573500013121485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3739888931671219936&amp;postID=8130573500013121485' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3739888931671219936/posts/default/8130573500013121485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3739888931671219936/posts/default/8130573500013121485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com/2011/05/week.html' title='The week...'/><author><name>StacyC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18105081581955810004</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-3739888931671219936.post-8859192113087701758</id><published>2011-05-24T21:48:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-05-24T21:48:33.173-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Grateful</title><content type='html'>I have to confess, I was not thrilled when the thunder started the other night because I knew there was a possibility that Mabel and I would do a lot of bonding and pacing and not much sleeping (since she HATES thunder).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today my perspective has changed - I am grateful that all we've had here are thunderstorms. As I listen to and read about all the the tornados, severe flooding, and other weather related problems, a little lost sleep is nothing compared to what so many others are going through. My heart breaks for those that are suffering and living in fear of the next storm and trying to rebuild their lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So tonight I am sending prayers heavenward on behalf of those in need and feeling grateful that thunderstorms are my biggest worry right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b style="background-color: white; color: purple;"&gt;I AM GRATEFUL&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: purple;"&gt; &lt;/span&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/3739888931671219936-8859192113087701758?l=lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com/feeds/8859192113087701758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3739888931671219936&amp;postID=8859192113087701758' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3739888931671219936/posts/default/8859192113087701758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3739888931671219936/posts/default/8859192113087701758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com/2011/05/grateful.html' title='Grateful'/><author><name>StacyC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18105081581955810004</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3739888931671219936.post-5917197483229771755</id><published>2011-05-23T22:02:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-05-23T22:02:00.170-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Words</title><content type='html'>Some days the words just won't come. Not that my brain isn't full of thoughts and words, just that nothing seems print worthy or able to be grouped in a way that makes sense to anyone but me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's vacation brain. Whatever it is, tomorrow is work and I'll need my words. Hope they arrive in time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3739888931671219936-5917197483229771755?l=lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com/feeds/5917197483229771755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3739888931671219936&amp;postID=5917197483229771755' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3739888931671219936/posts/default/5917197483229771755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3739888931671219936/posts/default/5917197483229771755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com/2011/05/words.html' title='Words'/><author><name>StacyC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18105081581955810004</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-3739888931671219936.post-4870354136289845762</id><published>2011-05-22T19:13:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-05-22T19:13:19.305-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Laundry Blues</title><content type='html'>For some reason when I do my laundry I can't seem to remember to switch it from the washer to the dryer. But today is a new one for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I put in a very large load of wash, checked the water temp, added soap, and the clothes. All good. About an hour and a half later finally remembered that I needed to switch it so I put it in the dryer and started it going. Went to load the second load of wash and noticed that the load size was set to Small. Um, that won't really work with a really large load of wash. Dang!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pulled the clothes out of the dryer and started them rewashing, on the Extra Large setting! Maybe I should set a timer to remind me to switch them to the dryer so that I can finish my laundry today rather than tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I had loads of money, I would go buy new clothes rather than deal with laundry. Well, not really, but it sounds good today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3739888931671219936-4870354136289845762?l=lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com/feeds/4870354136289845762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3739888931671219936&amp;postID=4870354136289845762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3739888931671219936/posts/default/4870354136289845762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3739888931671219936/posts/default/4870354136289845762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com/2011/05/laundry-blues.html' title='Laundry Blues'/><author><name>StacyC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18105081581955810004</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-3739888931671219936.post-4530308169899555553</id><published>2011-05-21T18:28:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-05-21T18:28:16.929-06:00</updated><title type='text'>This week...</title><content type='html'>&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I walked enough hills to count as a mountain&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I ate way more gelato than I should have and thoroughly enjoyed it&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I mowed the lawn, again&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I saw things I've always wanted to see&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I spent time with friends&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I read two books and watched two movies&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' 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week...'/><author><name>StacyC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18105081581955810004</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-3739888931671219936.post-5073208679937950386</id><published>2011-05-18T22:33:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-05-18T22:33:00.219-06:00</updated><title type='text'>If I Could...</title><content type='html'>&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I would have a bakery or book store or scrapbook store&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I would travel the world taking photos&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I would have a dog refuge with tons of acres for them to play in&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I would make sure the people I love could do anything they want&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I would spend time doing things I enjoy with people I love&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I would not worry about the little stuff&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I would make the most of every day no matter what&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3739888931671219936-5073208679937950386?l=lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com/feeds/5073208679937950386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3739888931671219936&amp;postID=5073208679937950386' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3739888931671219936/posts/default/5073208679937950386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3739888931671219936/posts/default/5073208679937950386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com/2011/05/if-i-could.html' title='If I Could...'/><author><name>StacyC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18105081581955810004</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-3739888931671219936.post-7290894072154455887</id><published>2011-05-16T21:20:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-05-16T21:20:00.564-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Can you say YUMMY????</title><content type='html'>This is one of our favorite treats, but one that we usually save for special occasions. It's really more than a treat it's a decadent, layer after layer of ooey gooey goodness. Enjoy!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;CREAM CHEESE BROWNIES&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Brownie Base&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Melt together and stir:&lt;br /&gt;½ cup butter&lt;br /&gt;1 oz (1 square) baker’s chocolate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a bowl, mix together:&lt;br /&gt;1 cup sugar&lt;br /&gt;1 cup flour&lt;br /&gt;1 tsp baking powder&lt;br /&gt;2 eggs 1 tsp vanilla&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mix in melted chocolate mixture. Spread batter in a well greased (can also flour) pan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Cream Cheese Filling&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mix together:&lt;br /&gt;6 oz cream cheese – softened&lt;br /&gt;¼ cup butter – softened&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Add:&lt;br /&gt;2 Tbls flour&lt;br /&gt;½ tsp vanilla&lt;br /&gt;½ cup sugar&lt;br /&gt;1 egg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mix well and spread over unbaked brownie batter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bake at 350 degrees for 40 to 45 minutes or until toothpick comes out clean and cream cheese is light brown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Topping&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;½ bag miniature marshmallows&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sprinkle over baked brownies. Place in oven for about 3 minutes or until marshmallows puff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Icing&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Melt together and stir:&lt;br /&gt;2 oz cream cheese&lt;br /&gt;¼ cup butter&lt;br /&gt;1 oz (1 square) chocolate&lt;br /&gt;¼ cup milk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mix in:&lt;br /&gt;3 – 4 cups powdered sugar&lt;br /&gt;1 tsp vanilla&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drizzle/coat marshmallows with icing. Cool and cut.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3739888931671219936-7290894072154455887?l=lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com/feeds/7290894072154455887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3739888931671219936&amp;postID=7290894072154455887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3739888931671219936/posts/default/7290894072154455887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3739888931671219936/posts/default/7290894072154455887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com/2011/05/can-you-say-yummy.html' title='Can you say YUMMY????'/><author><name>StacyC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18105081581955810004</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-3739888931671219936.post-8528993452474876811</id><published>2011-05-13T19:30:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-05-13T19:30:00.278-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My week...</title><content type='html'>&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I walked a ton!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mowed the lawn, which is usually someone else's assignment&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cleaned my room (something that's been needed for about a month)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Handed off the Silent Auction items&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Watched the newest Harry Potter movie&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3739888931671219936-8528993452474876811?l=lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com/feeds/8528993452474876811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3739888931671219936&amp;postID=8528993452474876811' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3739888931671219936/posts/default/8528993452474876811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3739888931671219936/posts/default/8528993452474876811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com/2011/05/my-week.html' title='My week...'/><author><name>StacyC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18105081581955810004</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-3739888931671219936.post-7807640142310747665</id><published>2011-05-08T20:14:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-05-08T20:14:01.623-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Mothering</title><content type='html'>While I may not have children, I do have two adorable pups that act like children. As this day approached, I remembered back to the process involved in getting our sweet hounds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was June and we had just lost our beloved Golden Retriever Buster. It was time for her to go, but it nearly broke our hearts. About two weeks later I got a call from K &amp;amp; J giving me an address to stop at on my way home from work. There I found K &amp;amp; J with the cutest Basset Hound. She had just the right blend of white, brown, and black. She waddled when she walked and she was a nuzzler. We looked at her brothers and sisters, but we knew instantly this pup was for us. We ran to a pet store, grabbed a pink collar, and paid for her. We had to wait a couple of weeks until she was ready to leave her mom, but the owners were kind enough to let us stop by several times during our wait to see her. During this time we did a lot of studying about crate training so that when we picked up Cleo we were ready for her. She was so good with the crate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing we quickly learned about Cleo was that she was a lover, but she was also a Basset through and through. She would get the stubborn I dare you look, even when she was only a few months old. We describe Cleo as having an old soul - she started turning white across her face when she was a couple years old and she doesn't put up with much silliness. But this sweet lady is as loyal and loving as they come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this time we also had a Springer Spaniel named Barkley. Talk about a loyal dog, she was definitely K's dog (even though she was a house dog - she loved K like no one else). So when Cleo came along, Barkley was none too happy. But our neighbors got one of Cleo's brothers at the time we got Cleo so we'd have him over for play dates and all was fine. Until the day the neighbors got a divorce and decided that Waldo needed a new home. Cleo would sit on the deck looking across the fence for her brother - it was so sad. After 3 months of this we decided she needed a buddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We started checking the area for Bassets and soon found a litter near Salt Lake City. So off we went to see the litter. What a difference this experience was - all the pups looked a like (except one lemon Basset, which means she was all light tan and white). We held puppy after puppy trying to decide. We knew we wanted one from the litter, but how to decide? We narrowed it down to two but K couldn't take the pressure of deciding and headed for the car. J and I knew which one we wanted so we produced the dog collar, paid the money, and went home to wait the two weeks until we could pick her up. We had grand plans to crate train this puppy since we'd had such good luck with Cleo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, Mabel was not into the crate. She cried (even when we tried all the normal puppy things) and cried and cried. So we ditched the crate thing. She also wasn't as quick to pick up the potty training and she really didn't like her paws wet. The wet paw thing was a problem since it was February and there was lots of snow. So we'd carry her from the door to the yard she'd do her thing and we'd carry her back. So yes, she is the princess of the house and it started early. Where Cleo was driven by food, Mabel is driven by attention. If your hand isn't busy it better be petting her. We even figured out that you could rest your foot on her and that worked well - as long as she was being touched. The great thing about this is that she is a snuggler! She LOVES to sit on you or near you. She has spent many hours sleeping between my knees on Sunday's while we hung out. But this hound is truly excited to see you. Most dogs are, but wow, Mabel has taken it to new heights. Her whole body wags when you come home and she talks (really more a squeek thing).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are our babies, our children. They are the center of our lives and they know it, but I wouldn't trade them for the world. My life is better because of them and the love they share every single day. Here's what they look like now - cute aren't they?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3Z4QA0OatIw/TcdNZpFmhII/AAAAAAAAAMw/7rJDCOaCmOY/s1600/100_3088-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3Z4QA0OatIw/TcdNZpFmhII/AAAAAAAAAMw/7rJDCOaCmOY/s200/100_3088-1.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cleo&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right; margin-left: 1em; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-43WrMPyGfgY/TcdNmBeq8eI/AAAAAAAAAM0/MigDNuOGY0s/s1600/100_3085.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-43WrMPyGfgY/TcdNmBeq8eI/AAAAAAAAAM0/MigDNuOGY0s/s200/100_3085.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mabel&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Mother's Day!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3739888931671219936-7807640142310747665?l=lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com/feeds/7807640142310747665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3739888931671219936&amp;postID=7807640142310747665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3739888931671219936/posts/default/7807640142310747665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3739888931671219936/posts/default/7807640142310747665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com/2011/05/mothering.html' title='Mothering'/><author><name>StacyC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18105081581955810004</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3Z4QA0OatIw/TcdNZpFmhII/AAAAAAAAAMw/7rJDCOaCmOY/s72-c/100_3088-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3739888931671219936.post-8524133606478734405</id><published>2011-05-06T22:34:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-05-06T22:34:58.791-06:00</updated><title type='text'>This week....</title><content type='html'>&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I tried something new - Zumba&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I struggled to get out of bed in the morning even more than usual&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I craved cookies and baked goods as if they would not be around tomorrow&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I got ahead on several things at work&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I skipped lots of songs on my iPod until just the right one was found to sing to&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I took photos of the spring flowers in our yard &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I won a game on Words with Friends finally&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I made a new recipe for dinner and it was delightful (&lt;a href="http://thepioneerwoman.com/cooking/2011/03/sour-cream-noodle-bake/"&gt;Pioneer Woman's Sour Cream Noodle Bake&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I gave several belly rubs to the hounds&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3739888931671219936-8524133606478734405?l=lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com/feeds/8524133606478734405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3739888931671219936&amp;postID=8524133606478734405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3739888931671219936/posts/default/8524133606478734405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3739888931671219936/posts/default/8524133606478734405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com/2011/05/this-week.html' title='This week....'/><author><name>StacyC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18105081581955810004</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-3739888931671219936.post-1435018629595721376</id><published>2011-05-05T22:00:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-05-05T22:00:07.635-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I Survived!</title><content type='html'>A second night of Zumba and I'm alive to tell about it. Honestly, it wasn't as hard as the first night AND my legs don't hurt like they did the day after last time. But apparently there are muscles in your sides and across your waist. Did you know that?? My body didn't or had forgotten many moons ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So victory for me and my getting older, out of shape body. I'm excited to continue attending and very grateful to sweet B who talkws about it enough to get me interested in going and for admitting she knew me in class even when I was mopping the sweat off my tomato red face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Onward and upward!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3739888931671219936-1435018629595721376?l=lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com/feeds/1435018629595721376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3739888931671219936&amp;postID=1435018629595721376' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3739888931671219936/posts/default/1435018629595721376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3739888931671219936/posts/default/1435018629595721376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com/2011/05/i-survived.html' title='I Survived!'/><author><name>StacyC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18105081581955810004</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3739888931671219936.post-5371171195218914671</id><published>2011-05-02T22:23:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-05-02T22:23:29.499-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Zumba Realities</title><content type='html'>Tonight I attended my first Zumba class with a friend that has been going since February (and attended the 7:00 class before our 8:00 class). Let's just say it was entertaining for all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is Zumba, you ask? I would describe it as the aerobic classes I did in the 80's set to loud Latin music and a LOT of hip, bottom, shoulder, and chest shaking (that made me want to giggle every time I had to do it).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do it? That is a good question. I think they should plaster this quote all over the classroom walls: "What doesn't kill you makes you stronger!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I survived! I certainly didn't keep up and I can't remember the last time I could ring the sweat from my hair or that my face looked so red (I assured my friend I would NOT have a heart attack on the way home). But I made it through the entire, just over, one hour class and even said gamely "Whatever everyone else wants to do" when the teacher asked "Do you want to do one more or cool down?" The funny part is I'm sure my brain said, cool down, but somehow that isn't what left my lips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here's the kicker, I'm going back on Wednesday. As we walked out to our cars I told my friend I'd see her Wednesday night for class. Not really sure what makes me think I can do that again! I'm not even sure I'll be able to get out of bed to go to work in the morning. Just kidding! I'm sure the ibuprofen I took will kick in any minute and after sleeping like the dead tonight from sheer exhaustion, I'll be up and ready to go in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because remember, what doesn't kill you makes you stronger! Ah, life is good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3739888931671219936-5371171195218914671?l=lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com/feeds/5371171195218914671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3739888931671219936&amp;postID=5371171195218914671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3739888931671219936/posts/default/5371171195218914671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3739888931671219936/posts/default/5371171195218914671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com/2011/05/zumba-realities.html' title='Zumba Realities'/><author><name>StacyC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18105081581955810004</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-3739888931671219936.post-4609748140655829933</id><published>2011-05-01T15:36:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-05-01T15:36:05.128-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Signs of Spring</title><content type='html'>It snowed yesterday, but today it looks more like spring. So I snapped a few pictures of what commemorates the beginning of spring here.&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/-pDl_G5Mzt4c/Tb3Ln5UrAxI/AAAAAAAAAMU/SuLKZKf6PvA/s1600/daffodil.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pDl_G5Mzt4c/Tb3Ln5UrAxI/AAAAAAAAAMU/SuLKZKf6PvA/s320/daffodil.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iD5wpBvLbKM/Tb3LvIKKy2I/AAAAAAAAAMY/Yw9SpiflS6w/s1600/iris.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iD5wpBvLbKM/Tb3LvIKKy2I/AAAAAAAAAMY/Yw9SpiflS6w/s320/iris.jpg" width="240" /&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/-WdVTaH0k5jQ/Tb3L1ED1HiI/AAAAAAAAAMc/DuVQRqAMNpM/s1600/pink-tulips.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WdVTaH0k5jQ/Tb3L1ED1HiI/AAAAAAAAAMc/DuVQRqAMNpM/s320/pink-tulips.jpg" width="239" /&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/-6ZfpogmCcAY/Tb3L7W3dOaI/AAAAAAAAAMg/pVlwrW1Y5wo/s1600/tree-blossoms.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6ZfpogmCcAY/Tb3L7W3dOaI/AAAAAAAAAMg/pVlwrW1Y5wo/s320/tree-blossoms.jpg" width="240" /&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/-wceDEzIHJIM/Tb3MBEXCTII/AAAAAAAAAMk/6McgHJD1FDk/s1600/tulips.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wceDEzIHJIM/Tb3MBEXCTII/AAAAAAAAAMk/6McgHJD1FDk/s320/tulips.jpg" width="240" /&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/-iQMFEiZ-v1Q/Tb3MGC0TmZI/AAAAAAAAAMo/iq4c5E_IZpc/s1600/daffodil-in-yard.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iQMFEiZ-v1Q/Tb3MGC0TmZI/AAAAAAAAAMo/iq4c5E_IZpc/s320/daffodil-in-yard.jpg" width="240" /&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/--XAvnC_7ihk/Tb3MMSMJE_I/AAAAAAAAAMs/JFaEUgRkw0k/s1600/worm-jerkey.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="235" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--XAvnC_7ihk/Tb3MMSMJE_I/AAAAAAAAAMs/JFaEUgRkw0k/s320/worm-jerkey.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;In case you're wondering about this last picture, that's what we fondly call worm jerky. And they are abundant in spring as they crawl off the grass onto the sidewalk. The hounds think they have died and gone to heaven when we go for walks this time of year - there's nothing better than a worm jerky snack!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3739888931671219936-4609748140655829933?l=lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com/feeds/4609748140655829933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3739888931671219936&amp;postID=4609748140655829933' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3739888931671219936/posts/default/4609748140655829933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3739888931671219936/posts/default/4609748140655829933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com/2011/05/signs-of-spring.html' title='Signs of Spring'/><author><name>StacyC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18105081581955810004</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pDl_G5Mzt4c/Tb3Ln5UrAxI/AAAAAAAAAMU/SuLKZKf6PvA/s72-c/daffodil.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3739888931671219936.post-4660954872418099912</id><published>2011-04-28T22:29:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-04-28T22:29:40.209-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A Royal Wedding</title><content type='html'>How many of us as little girls dreamed of our future royal wedding? Walking down the aisle with our prince. Ah, the memories. I remember practicing walking down the aisle with my veil (aka curtain or towel), flowers in hand, step-step together-step, music playing (or me humming), and then kneeling at the altar (the couch) and taking my prince's hand (my little brother). If only I could find the picture of my brother and I kneeling at the couch! Makes me laugh now, but it was so real then. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the wedding of William and Catherine tomorrow, I have spent many hours this past week watching shows about the upcoming event. And I have to admit, a part of me is envious at all the fuss and magic of this wedding (except the constant camera shots). But mostly it has brought back the memories from my childhood and the dreams of that regal wedding to the man of my dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait to watch tomorrow's wedding. Of course, I won't be dragging myself out of bed in the wee hours of the morning to watch it, but will wait and take advantage of the wonders of DVR and watch it when I will truly appreciate the splendor of it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy wedding William and Catherine! And sweet dreams to all the little girls out there - some day YOUR prince will come.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3739888931671219936-4660954872418099912?l=lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com/feeds/4660954872418099912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3739888931671219936&amp;postID=4660954872418099912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3739888931671219936/posts/default/4660954872418099912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3739888931671219936/posts/default/4660954872418099912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com/2011/04/royal-wedding.html' title='A Royal Wedding'/><author><name>StacyC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18105081581955810004</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-3739888931671219936.post-1919050044937388540</id><published>2011-04-26T21:26:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-04-26T21:32:31.818-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My Day in Photos</title><content type='html'>&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/-Gziyse1m804/TbeLjZsjFOI/AAAAAAAAAMA/j9wmN9gpCL0/s1600/cereal.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Gziyse1m804/TbeLjZsjFOI/AAAAAAAAAMA/j9wmN9gpCL0/s320/cereal.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;Breakfast options&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/-eZ2yQQkKlt0/TbeLqZFv0BI/AAAAAAAAAME/7jS0JpTKQpU/s1600/speedometer.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eZ2yQQkKlt0/TbeLqZFv0BI/AAAAAAAAAME/7jS0JpTKQpU/s320/speedometer.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;Drive to work&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/-1cQGsh4upvE/TbeL1ZOaUKI/AAAAAAAAAMI/OKmnLSkl9ww/s1600/100_3066.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1cQGsh4upvE/TbeL1ZOaUKI/AAAAAAAAAMI/OKmnLSkl9ww/s320/100_3066.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;Blogging at night in the comfy chair&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&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/-TlLYnhpszDQ/TbeMDp_tj_I/AAAAAAAAAMM/Vo-C0i3Su0s/s1600/100_1147.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TlLYnhpszDQ/TbeMDp_tj_I/AAAAAAAAAMM/Vo-C0i3Su0s/s320/100_1147.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;Treats for the hounds - food in the Kong&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&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://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ia_Ff78o3Bg/TbeMXvuCCSI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/AEzz6Uga4r0/s1600/Cleo-sleeping.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="189" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ia_Ff78o3Bg/TbeMXvuCCSI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/AEzz6Uga4r0/s320/Cleo-sleeping.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;Nap time&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://%20www.shimelle.com/paper/1005/myday-%20in-photos/"&gt;See more days here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3739888931671219936-1919050044937388540?l=lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com/feeds/1919050044937388540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3739888931671219936&amp;postID=1919050044937388540' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3739888931671219936/posts/default/1919050044937388540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3739888931671219936/posts/default/1919050044937388540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com/2011/04/my-day-in-photos.html' title='My Day in Photos'/><author><name>StacyC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18105081581955810004</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Gziyse1m804/TbeLjZsjFOI/AAAAAAAAAMA/j9wmN9gpCL0/s72-c/cereal.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3739888931671219936.post-5710176471568595883</id><published>2011-04-24T22:35:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-04-24T22:35:58.583-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter Celebration</title><content type='html'>Easter is much like Christmas in that it has two sides - the religious aspect and the fun/child-like side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was the fun/child-like side with the required egg hunt. It started several years ago as a small affair that included three children and five adults and has grown to yesterday's group of 14 children and 17 adults. In the days before the hunt, we filled eggs with candy and coins, marked two eggs with stars to designate them as grand prize winners, and set aside the remaining chocolate bunnies and ducks, marshmallow goodies, and other assorted treats. We were ready. Unfortunately the weather wasn't quite ready. About an hour before the hunt the rain started and it didn't stop until after we ate dinner (a BBQ). That meant we hid the goods in the house - upstairs and down, and then turned the kids loose. It was chaos, but happiness as they scrambled through the house finding the hidden treats. Once everything was found, we awarded the humongous chocolate bunnies to the finders of the special eggs. The food was wonderful, had a great time chatting with everyone, and even more fun keeping track of everyone's bag of goodies and making sure the hounds didn't help themselves. All in all, a successful event.&lt;br /&gt;&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/-_A6oes9GonU/TbT5-CKRuSI/AAAAAAAAAL8/7EKEPurikFk/s1600/big-chocolate-bunny.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_A6oes9GonU/TbT5-CKRuSI/AAAAAAAAAL8/7EKEPurikFk/s320/big-chocolate-bunny.jpg" width="137" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The prize bunny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, attended a beautiful program at church that involved music and spoken word. It was uplifting and a wonderful reminder of the sacrifice made by the Savior on our behalf. I am grateful for my elder brother Jesus Christ and his willingness to give his life on my behalf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day wrapped up with dinner with family - everyone bringing a part of the meal. The food was delicious! Plus it was fun swapping stories, laughing, and just being together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An incredible two days celebrating a divine holiday. Happy Easter!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Oh, one final note, the lighting inside and the close quarters produced less than stellar egg hunt photos. Very bummed, but such is life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3739888931671219936-5710176471568595883?l=lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com/feeds/5710176471568595883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3739888931671219936&amp;postID=5710176471568595883' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3739888931671219936/posts/default/5710176471568595883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3739888931671219936/posts/default/5710176471568595883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifestacycstyle.blogspot.com/2011/04/easter-celebration.html' title='Easter Celebration'/><author><name>StacyC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18105081581955810004</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_A6oes9GonU/TbT5-CKRuSI/AAAAAAAAAL8/7EKEPurikFk/s72-c/big-chocolate-bunny.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry></feed>
