tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11353947030147862402024-03-14T05:30:08.046-06:00The Phenes UpdateLindsay Pheneshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10392536555921065188noreply@blogger.comBlogger74125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1135394703014786240.post-4858453310713450782013-05-08T00:44:00.000-06:002013-05-10T00:44:52.020-06:00Daily Blogging Challenge - Day 8<i>What are 5 passions you have?</i><div>
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<li>My kids are my #1 passion. Mommy-hood isn't always easy but it is the most rewarding and fulfilling aspect of my life</li>
<li>Reading. Whether it's a romance novel, a mystery-suspense novel, a scientific thriller...even Facebook updates! I love to read. </li>
<li>Sleep. It sounds ridiculous but really...I love sleep. I'll let you in on a secret I don't generally make public knowledge. I take a nap daily. If Mama and the 2 year-old don't nap daily, we're grumps! If I could make a living by sleeping - let's just say this family would never worry about money again haha!</li>
<li>My family. I know, I already said my kids was #1. Now I'm referring to them all. I thoroughly enjoy all of the time I'm able to spend with my parents, siblings and nieces & nephew. Since getting married and starting my own family, I've not spent a lot of time with my friends. My family keeps me happy :)</li>
<li>Paparazzi. As I stated in my last post, I LOVE Paparazzi! No joke, I'm thinking about it during my entire day, even if it's not in the forefront of my mind. It's not some get-rich-quick thing for me. It is truly filling a hole in my life that I hadn't realized was there. It is doing so much for my confidence and boosting me socially. I'm having to get out there and talk to people rather than being confined in my little bubble at home. I truly think it has played a part in helping my depression. Usually about mid-February I have a very difficult time with my depression and am so antsy for Spring! I love Spring and always will, but I wasn't feeling like I had to make myself survive the end of winter. I was having fun with my business so time has just flown by!</li>
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Lindsay Pheneshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10392536555921065188noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1135394703014786240.post-57586643235403647472013-05-07T00:45:00.000-06:002013-05-08T00:45:39.280-06:00Daily Blogging Challenge - Day 7<i>What is your dream job, and why?</i><br />
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I don't necessarily think there's only one 'dream job' - for myself, at least. I think there's the possibility of the perfect job at the perfect time, however.<br />
From the time I was a little girl, I knew I wanted to be a mom. If all else failed in my life, I knew I wouldn't be complete without at LEAST 1 child. Admittedly my reasoning for a long time was just because babies are SO cute & sweet. It wasn't until I was older that I realized that being a mother would make me responsible for a child's upbringing. What a huge responsibility, but I knew it was my calling.<br />
Currently, I'm LOVING doing my Paparazzi business with my sister, Kellie. It is by no means a big money-maker right now, especially since we're doing it together therefore sharing profits. But it is something I'm doing for <b>ME</b>. I have always loved jewelry and even dabbled for awhile in making my own. But this is so much more rewarding - it's not 'work' per se, but it feels like I get to 'play' jewelry all the time. Paparazzi has so many fun, trendy things coming out constantly that it is just plain ole fun! The time I'm away from my family allows me a break that I need while I don't feel guilty for being away. I'm out making money, not spending it!! Plus I am allowed to have lots of girl-time with my very best friend without always having our kids underfoot. So for now, Paparazzi is my perfect job at the perfect time.Lindsay Pheneshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10392536555921065188noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1135394703014786240.post-55167693045805955702013-05-06T00:23:00.000-06:002013-05-08T00:23:55.000-06:00Daily Blogging Challenge - Day 6<i>If you could have 3 wishes, what would you wish for?</i><br />
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<li>Money. I don't need a lot of it, but some extra would be nice in order to reduce money-related stress at times.</li>
<li>Patience. I feel I could be a much better person if I were only granted a lot more patience. I could definitely be a better wife & mother, for starters</li>
<li>Health & Happiness for myself and those I love</li>
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Lindsay Pheneshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10392536555921065188noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1135394703014786240.post-60167260699579843252013-05-05T00:15:00.000-06:002013-05-08T00:15:37.978-06:00Daily Blogging Challenge - Day 5<i>What are the 5 things that make you most happy right now?</i><div>
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<li><i>Hadley. </i></li>
<li><i>Zoey</i></li>
<li><i>Rylee</i></li>
<li><i>Mark</i></li>
<li><i>Paparazzi</i></li>
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Lindsay Pheneshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10392536555921065188noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1135394703014786240.post-75450963338552556472013-05-04T00:12:00.000-06:002013-05-08T00:46:23.843-06:00Daily Blogging Challenge - Day 4<i>List 5 things you would tell your 16 year-old self if you could</i><br />
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<li>You're not as grown up as you think you are!! Yes, you may be mature for your age but you still have a lot of learning & growing to do. Having a job, paying for insurance/gas/car maintenance, and doing well in school do not mean you're ready to be an adult. Please quit trying to make adult choices that could alter your future. There's always time for that.</li>
<li>Now is not the time to be tied down in a relationship, as real as these feelings may be. Have fun and quit centering your daily decisions on BOYS! Make more girlfriend memories.</li>
<li>Take every scholastic opportunity put in front of you. You may be determined that you'll go far with your education now, but in your future you don't. Go to college! You don't have to move hours away to get a good college education. You've got the ability and will be offered opportunities so CARPE DIEM! There will always be time for a job later. Don't waste your scholarships!!</li>
<li>Don't smoke. Despite your attempts to cover up the smell - you still smell awful. You may not care what others think of you now, but when you look back you'll regret thinking that. </li>
<li>You're going to have some well-paying jobs. While it's fun to be able to spend that money, SAVE! Your future family could sure use some extra money from time to time ;) </li>
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Lindsay Pheneshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10392536555921065188noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1135394703014786240.post-25079573612057112482013-05-03T00:39:00.000-06:002013-05-08T00:56:50.124-06:00Daily Blogging Challenge - Day 3<div>
<span style="background-color: #ead1dc; font-family: verdana, arial, tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-style: italic; line-height: 18.65px;"><b>Daily Blogging Challenge - Day 3</b></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: #ead1dc; font-family: verdana, arial, tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-style: italic; line-height: 18.65px;">Describe your relationship with your spouse</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: #ead1dc;"><span style="font-family: verdana, arial, tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18.65px;">Mark and I have a different kind of relationship, that's for sure. There is a lot of teasing and 'pretend' fighting that goes on. We like to pick on each other & pester. Tickling, poking, making smart aleck comments, making fun. He knows when I call him a jerk it's </span><span style="font-family: verdana, arial, tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18.65px;"><i>usually </i>all in fun ;) Sometimes Haddie and Zoey will join in. They help me gang up on Daddy. He usually wins the tickling wars even with the girls' help on my side. We may not be super lovey-dovey all the time but we do love and enjoy each other. We spend a lot of time together, especially after kids go to bed - just sitting on the couch. Usually one of us is on the computer, the other on the Kindle Fire. We do a fair amount of chatting but we're perfectly happy just BEING together sometimes. We put up with a lot of crap from each other, and I know I wouldn't find somebody as tolerant of my quirks & faults as he is. And I of his, as well. He's a pretty darn good fella, and I think I'll keep him around for a year or two ;)</span></span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: inherit; font-size: 13px; font-style: italic; line-height: 18px;"><span style="line-height: 18.65px;">3. Describe your relationship with your spouse.</span></span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: inherit; font-size: 13px; font-style: italic; line-height: 18px;"><span style="line-height: 18.65px;">4. List 5 things you would tell your 16 year-old self, if you could.</span></span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: inherit; font-size: 13px; font-style: italic; line-height: 18px;"><span style="line-height: 18.65px;">5. What are the 5 things that make you most happy right now?</span></span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: inherit; font-size: 13px; font-style: italic; line-height: 18px;"><span style="line-height: 18.65px;">6. If you could have three wishes, what would you wish for?</span></span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: inherit; font-size: 13px; font-style: italic; line-height: 18px;"><span style="line-height: 18.65px;">7. What is your dream job, and why?</span></span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: inherit; font-size: 13px; font-style: italic; line-height: 18px;"><span style="line-height: 18.65px;">8. What are 5 passions you have?</span></span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: inherit; font-size: 13px; font-style: italic; line-height: 18px;"><span style="line-height: 18.65px;">9. List 5 people who have influenced you and describe how.</span></span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: inherit; font-size: 13px; font-style: italic; line-height: 18px;"><span style="line-height: 18.65px;">10. Describe your most embarrassing moment.</span></span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: inherit; font-size: 13px; font-style: italic; line-height: 18px;"><span style="line-height: 18.65px;">11. Describe 5 pet peeves you have.</span></span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: inherit; font-size: 13px; font-style: italic; line-height: 18px;"><span style="line-height: 18.65px;">12. Describe a typical day in your current life.</span></span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: inherit; font-size: 13px; font-style: italic; line-height: 18px;"><span style="line-height: 18.65px;">13. What’s the hardest part of growing up?</span></span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: inherit; font-size: 13px; font-style: italic; line-height: 18px;"><span style="line-height: 18.65px;">14. Describe 5 weaknesses and strengths you have.</span></span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: inherit; font-size: 13px; font-style: italic; line-height: 18px;"><span style="line-height: 18.65px;">15. Describe when you knew your spouse was the one or how I fell in love.</span></span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: inherit; font-size: 13px; font-style: italic; line-height: 18px;"><span style="line-height: 18.65px;">16. What are your 2 greatest accomplishments?</span></span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: inherit; font-size: 13px; font-style: italic; line-height: 18px;"><span style="line-height: 18.65px;">17. What is the thing you most wish you were great at?</span></span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: inherit; font-size: 13px; font-style: italic; line-height: 18px;"><span style="line-height: 18.65px;">18. What do you think your spouse loves most about you?</span></span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: inherit; font-size: 13px; font-style: italic; line-height: 18px;"><span style="line-height: 18.65px;">19. How did you feel the moment you became a parent?</span></span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: inherit; font-size: 13px; font-style: italic; line-height: 18px;"><span style="line-height: 18.65px;">20. Describe 3 significant memories from your childhood.</span></span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: inherit; font-size: 13px; font-style: italic; line-height: 18px;"><span style="line-height: 18.65px;">21. Describe your relationship with your parents.</span></span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: inherit; font-size: 13px; font-style: italic; line-height: 18px;"><span style="line-height: 18.65px;">22. Where do you see yourself in 5 years? 10 years? 15 years?</span></span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: inherit; font-size: 13px; font-style: italic; line-height: 18px;"><span style="line-height: 18.65px;">23. What’s your favorite holiday and why?</span></span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: inherit; font-size: 13px; font-style: italic; line-height: 18px;"><span style="line-height: 18.65px;">24. What’s your favorite and least favorite thing about parenthood?</span></span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: inherit; font-size: 13px; font-style: italic; line-height: 18px;"><span style="line-height: 18.65px;">25. If you could have dinner with anyone in history, who would it be and what would you eat?</span></span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: inherit; font-size: 13px; font-style: italic; line-height: 18px;"><span style="line-height: 18.65px;">26. What popular notion do you think the world has most wrong?</span></span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: inherit; font-size: 13px; font-style: italic; line-height: 18px;"><span style="line-height: 18.65px;">27. What is your favorite part of your body and why?</span></span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: inherit; font-size: 13px; font-style: italic; line-height: 18px;"><span style="line-height: 18.65px;">28. What’s your favorite quality in your spouse?</span></span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: inherit; font-size: 13px; font-style: italic; line-height: 18px;"><span style="line-height: 18.65px;">29. What are your hopes and dreams for your posterity?</span></span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: inherit; font-size: 13px; font-style: italic; line-height: 18px;"><span style="line-height: 18.65px;">30. Who were your childhood best friends?</span></span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: inherit; font-size: 13px; font-style: italic; line-height: 18px;"><span style="line-height: 18.65px;">31. List 5 things you would hope to be remembered for.</span></span>Lindsay Pheneshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10392536555921065188noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1135394703014786240.post-20177947239261297952013-05-02T14:13:00.002-06:002013-05-08T00:46:07.714-06:00Daily Blogging Challenge Day 2<h3>
<i style="font-family: Georgia, Utopia, 'Palatino Linotype', Palatino, serif; line-height: 18px;"><span style="font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-size: small;">Describe 3 legitimate fears and how they became fears.</span></span></i></h3>
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<li><span style="font-family: Georgia, Utopia, Palatino Linotype, Palatino, serif;"><span style="line-height: 18px;">Fish. I am terrified of fish! Dead, alive, it doesn't matter. I'm not exactly sure where my fear came from. I used to love fishing with my dad when I was little. I can't stand to look at them, smell them, walk past them at the grocery store. Touching them is OUT of the question. I've been this way since I was at least 12, perhaps longer. The only kind of fish allowed in my house is tuna or fish sticks. I won't eat it and I won't ever make it for my kids. Drives hubby crazy but he is good about keeping it away from me. </span></span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Georgia, Utopia, Palatino Linotype, Palatino, serif;"><span style="line-height: 18px;">Bugs. Insects. Snakes. Creepy-crawly nasties. Especially roaches! I am super scared of them. I will kill a spider if I absolutely have to, but not if it's bigger than a nickel. I'll go wake the neighbor before I'll kill a big one myself. </span></span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Georgia, Utopia, Palatino Linotype, Palatino, serif;"><span style="line-height: 18px;">Death. It's not a fear in the way some would think. I'm not afraid of what happens after death. I'm just afraid of a horrific, painful death. Suffocation or drowning are the 2 things that frighten me the most. I freak out if I can't breathe effortlessly. I've had the same nightmare over and over since I was young. I don't ever remember what happened in the nightmare except that it's the <i>same</i> one. I can't breathe and it's related to something smooth and oblong cutting off my air supply. (Think of a GIANT medicine capsule...sorta). I wake up feeling like I'm suffocating and have to yank the sheets off of myself. </span></span></li>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Utopia, Palatino Linotype, Palatino, serif; font-size: x-small;"><span style="line-height: 18px;">Here's the list for the daily blogging challenge:</span></span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: verdana, arial, tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18.65px;">1.</span><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: verdana, arial, tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18.65px;"> </span><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, 'Palatino Linotype', Palatino, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;">List 10 random facts about yourself.</span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: verdana, arial, tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18.65px;">2. </span><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, 'Palatino Linotype', Palatino, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;">Describe 3 legitimate fears you have and explain how they became fears.</span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: inherit; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"><span style="line-height: 18.65px;">3. Describe your relationship with your spouse.</span></span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: inherit; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"><span style="line-height: 18.65px;">4. List 5 things you would tell your 16 year-old self, if you could.</span></span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: inherit; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"><span style="line-height: 18.65px;">5. What are the 5 things that make you most happy right now?</span></span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: inherit; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"><span style="line-height: 18.65px;">6. If you could have three wishes, what would you wish for?</span></span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: inherit; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"><span style="line-height: 18.65px;">7. What is your dream job, and why?</span></span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: inherit; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"><span style="line-height: 18.65px;">8. What are 5 passions you have?</span></span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: inherit; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"><span style="line-height: 18.65px;">9. List 5 people who have influenced you and describe how.</span></span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: inherit; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"><span style="line-height: 18.65px;">10. Describe your most embarrassing moment.</span></span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: inherit; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"><span style="line-height: 18.65px;">11. Describe 5 pet peeves you have.</span></span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: inherit; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"><span style="line-height: 18.65px;">12. Describe a typical day in your current life.</span></span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: inherit; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"><span style="line-height: 18.65px;">13. What’s the hardest part of growing up?</span></span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: inherit; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"><span style="line-height: 18.65px;">14. Describe 5 weaknesses and strengths you have.</span></span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: inherit; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"><span style="line-height: 18.65px;">15. Describe when you knew your spouse was the one or how I fell in love.</span></span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: inherit; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"><span style="line-height: 18.65px;">16. What are your 2 greatest accomplishments?</span></span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: inherit; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"><span style="line-height: 18.65px;">17. What is the thing you most wish you were great at?</span></span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: inherit; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"><span style="line-height: 18.65px;">18. What do you think your spouse loves most about you?</span></span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: inherit; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"><span style="line-height: 18.65px;">19. How did you feel the moment you became a parent?</span></span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: inherit; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"><span style="line-height: 18.65px;">20. Describe 3 significant memories from your childhood.</span></span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: inherit; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"><span style="line-height: 18.65px;">21. Describe your relationship with your parents.</span></span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: inherit; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"><span style="line-height: 18.65px;">22. Where do you see yourself in 5 years? 10 years? 15 years?</span></span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: inherit; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"><span style="line-height: 18.65px;">23. What’s your favorite holiday and why?</span></span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: inherit; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"><span style="line-height: 18.65px;">24. What’s your favorite and least favorite thing about parenthood?</span></span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: inherit; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"><span style="line-height: 18.65px;">25. If you could have dinner with anyone in history, who would it be and what would you eat?</span></span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: inherit; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"><span style="line-height: 18.65px;">26. What popular notion do you think the world has most wrong?</span></span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: inherit; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"><span style="line-height: 18.65px;">27. What is your favorite part of your body and why?</span></span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: inherit; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"><span style="line-height: 18.65px;">28. What’s your favorite quality in your spouse?</span></span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: inherit; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"><span style="line-height: 18.65px;">29. What are your hopes and dreams for your posterity?</span></span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: inherit; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"><span style="line-height: 18.65px;">30. Who were your childhood best friends?</span></span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: inherit; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"><span style="line-height: 18.65px;">31. List 5 things you would hope to be remembered for.</span></span>Lindsay Pheneshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10392536555921065188noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1135394703014786240.post-69594618564489405842013-05-01T13:53:00.000-06:002013-05-02T13:53:41.947-06:00Long Time, No Post; Daily Blogging Challenge<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I could claim that life just got too busy for me to keep up with my blog. But really, I guess I just got bored. We'll have to play catch-up later because I SHOULD be busy right now rather than blogging. </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">A friend of mine just started a blogging challenge for the month of May and encouraged all of her readers who are moms or moms-to-be to join the challenge. The purpose is to have a record of some info about mom for kids to read later. So that's what brings me here after nearly THREE years of my absence. </span><br />
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<b>DAILY BLOGGING CHALLENGE - DAY 1 </b><br />
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<i>List 10 Random Facts About You</i><br />
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<ol>
<li>I spend entirely too much time on the computer. It's pretty ridiculous. I'm a Facebook stalker (Ok, not the scary kind. I'm not stealing your pictures or trying to find your house or gross, creepy stuff like that) and I play dumb games. Except Bingo, because Bingo is pretty freakin' awesome mmm-kay?</li>
<li>I'm loving my Paparazzi business that I share with my sister. In fact, a good portion of my computer time is spent on Paparazzi-related stuff. New ideas for parties, displays, flyers etc. It's become an addiction but at least I'm making money from it :)</li>
<li>I hate shoes, especially shoe shopping. What girl doesn't like shoes, you ask?! That would be me. Hate 'em. Give me flip flops in every color to match my wardrobe and I'm happy. They're cheaper than shoes, anyway. And if you know me, you know I'm frugal. Cheap. A tight wad. </li>
<li>I love PIZZA! I could eat pizza 6 times a week. Oooohhh, and Fettuccine Alfredo! Especially home-made. Switch my meals up between the two, throw in chocolate as an appetizer AND dessert and I'm happy. </li>
<li>My kids have become my life. Hadley (5), Zoey (2.5) and Rylee (7 months) are my world. My life revolves around my 3 girls and I love being a stay-at-home mom. Sure, I complain about them and roll my eyes sometimes when I hear "Mooooooooooooommmmm! Zoey hit me!" 500 times a day. Or find hair that Haddie has cut, be it her own, Zoey's, the dog's or a Barbie's. Yup, that makes me super happy. I adore my girls though</li>
<li>As tough as it is to admit this....I am overly-dramatic. I can turn something simple into a huge what-to-do. Don't tell hubby I admitted to this! I won't hear the end of it.</li>
<li>I love to craft. I don't really stick with one type of craft for very long - I tend to hop around. Which is why my craft table looks the way it does. I suppose I'll have to clear it off soon to be able to sew a fun project I'm working on. I'll have to blog about that later! My current favorite is wood crafts.</li>
<li>I have monkey toes. It amuses my sister. I can take my socks off using only the first 2 toes on each foot and then fold them inside each other as you would when mating clean socks. I pick a lot of things off the floor with my toes as well so I don't have to bend down. </li>
<li>I am LDS. I want to teach my children to love the Gospel but I struggle. I have a potty mouth and I don't take my family to church as I should. I don't practice what I preach but I DO have faith and a Testimony.</li>
<li>When telling a story, it takes me F-O-R-E-V-E-R. I have a hard time just summarizing. I seem to drag it out and include every mundane detail. Drives my loved ones nuts, this I know. But they humor me and listen patiently. Sometimes.</li>
</ol>
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So there's today's blogging challenge. Feel free to join if you'd like!<br />
Here's the list:<br />
<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: verdana, arial, tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18.65px;">1.</span><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: verdana, arial, tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18.65px;"> </span><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, 'Palatino Linotype', Palatino, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;">List 10 random facts about yourself.</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, 'Palatino Linotype', Palatino, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: verdana, arial, tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18.65px;">2. </span><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, 'Palatino Linotype', Palatino, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;">Describe 3 legitimate fears you have and explain how they became fears.</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, 'Palatino Linotype', Palatino, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: inherit; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"><span style="line-height: 18.65px;">3. Describe your relationship with your spouse.</span></span><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, 'Palatino Linotype', Palatino, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: inherit; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"><span style="line-height: 18.65px;">4. List 5 things you would tell your 16 year-old self, if you could.</span></span><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, 'Palatino Linotype', Palatino, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: inherit; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"><span style="line-height: 18.65px;">5. What are the 5 things that make you most happy right now?</span></span><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, 'Palatino Linotype', Palatino, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: inherit; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"><span style="line-height: 18.65px;">6. If you could have three wishes, what would you wish for?</span></span><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, 'Palatino Linotype', Palatino, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: inherit; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"><span style="line-height: 18.65px;">7. What is your dream job, and why?</span></span><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, 'Palatino Linotype', Palatino, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: inherit; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"><span style="line-height: 18.65px;">8. What are 5 passions you have?</span></span><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, 'Palatino Linotype', Palatino, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: inherit; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"><span style="line-height: 18.65px;">9. List 5 people who have influenced you and describe how.</span></span><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, 'Palatino Linotype', Palatino, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: inherit; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"><span style="line-height: 18.65px;">10. Describe your most embarrassing moment.</span></span><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, 'Palatino Linotype', Palatino, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: inherit; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"><span style="line-height: 18.65px;">11. Describe 5 pet peeves you have.</span></span><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, 'Palatino Linotype', Palatino, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: inherit; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"><span style="line-height: 18.65px;">12. Describe a typical day in your current life.</span></span><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, 'Palatino Linotype', Palatino, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: inherit; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"><span style="line-height: 18.65px;">13. What’s the hardest part of growing up?</span></span><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, 'Palatino Linotype', Palatino, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: inherit; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"><span style="line-height: 18.65px;">14. Describe 5 weaknesses and strengths you have.</span></span><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, 'Palatino Linotype', Palatino, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: inherit; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"><span style="line-height: 18.65px;">15. Describe when you knew your spouse was the one or how I fell in love.</span></span><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, 'Palatino Linotype', Palatino, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: inherit; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"><span style="line-height: 18.65px;">16. What are your 2 greatest accomplishments?</span></span><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, 'Palatino Linotype', Palatino, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: inherit; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"><span style="line-height: 18.65px;">17. What is the thing you most wish you were great at?</span></span><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, 'Palatino Linotype', Palatino, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: inherit; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"><span style="line-height: 18.65px;">18. What do you think your spouse loves most about you?</span></span><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, 'Palatino Linotype', Palatino, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: inherit; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"><span style="line-height: 18.65px;">19. How did you feel the moment you became a parent?</span></span><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, 'Palatino Linotype', Palatino, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: inherit; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"><span style="line-height: 18.65px;">20. Describe 3 significant memories from your childhood.</span></span><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, 'Palatino Linotype', Palatino, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: inherit; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"><span style="line-height: 18.65px;">21. Describe your relationship with your parents.</span></span><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, 'Palatino Linotype', Palatino, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: inherit; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"><span style="line-height: 18.65px;">22. Where do you see yourself in 5 years? 10 years? 15 years?</span></span><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, 'Palatino Linotype', Palatino, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: inherit; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"><span style="line-height: 18.65px;">23. What’s your favorite holiday and why?</span></span><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, 'Palatino Linotype', Palatino, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: inherit; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"><span style="line-height: 18.65px;">24. What’s your favorite and least favorite thing about parenthood?</span></span><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, 'Palatino Linotype', Palatino, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: inherit; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"><span style="line-height: 18.65px;">25. If you could have dinner with anyone in history, who would it be and what would you eat?</span></span><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, 'Palatino Linotype', Palatino, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: inherit; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"><span style="line-height: 18.65px;">26. What popular notion do you think the world has most wrong?</span></span><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, 'Palatino Linotype', Palatino, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: inherit; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"><span style="line-height: 18.65px;">27. What is your favorite part of your body and why?</span></span><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, 'Palatino Linotype', Palatino, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: inherit; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"><span style="line-height: 18.65px;">28. What’s your favorite quality in your spouse?</span></span><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, 'Palatino Linotype', Palatino, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: inherit; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"><span style="line-height: 18.65px;">29. What are your hopes and dreams for your posterity?</span></span><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, 'Palatino Linotype', Palatino, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: inherit; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"><span style="line-height: 18.65px;">30. Who were your childhood best friends?</span></span><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, 'Palatino Linotype', Palatino, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: inherit; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"><span style="line-height: 18.65px;">31. List 5 things you would hope to be remembered for.</span></span><br />
<br />Lindsay Pheneshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10392536555921065188noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1135394703014786240.post-47113734998188592232010-07-06T18:25:00.000-06:002010-07-06T18:25:27.085-06:00Pierced Ears<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">My mom wanted to take her 3 granddaughters to get their ears pierced so one day we finally went and did it. We were worried about the 2 younger ones so decided to start with Kambri<br />
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgV6J3YJo_qqCyeAo315kMjyDEIx-HelLSofWOt_s1qQ3GFkl1SoXWsUP8jWLOlFwPKoN63nO06H14u5Bk8zCHmI0CHwSdG5n3tLgjM7jJOfB8sD-TS7So9hdUVEjj53ENbIYOVTAe7lfQL/s1600/106_0142.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgV6J3YJo_qqCyeAo315kMjyDEIx-HelLSofWOt_s1qQ3GFkl1SoXWsUP8jWLOlFwPKoN63nO06H14u5Bk8zCHmI0CHwSdG5n3tLgjM7jJOfB8sD-TS7So9hdUVEjj53ENbIYOVTAe7lfQL/s320/106_0142.JPG" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEir4DXLOhq4oytse_qLOJV7oOQ3dZgTBqLkK7gHU5jfbY3pQwHcM8hOr4o2JkToe1mKYmUTQajuUHfkdbGA162OcdbpSu4CiZ-Eq4Tw8IRd7wV9WjMeurco452sze1vapx2jFpqUX2uVhCo/s1600/106_0143.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEir4DXLOhq4oytse_qLOJV7oOQ3dZgTBqLkK7gHU5jfbY3pQwHcM8hOr4o2JkToe1mKYmUTQajuUHfkdbGA162OcdbpSu4CiZ-Eq4Tw8IRd7wV9WjMeurco452sze1vapx2jFpqUX2uVhCo/s320/106_0143.JPG" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">And then Haddie</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfCZaWTlUSIA73B4WWg3SW70VyOTgiogmOZoIkZPrOLB_Ng1J2l2JIZ19rF43kZaHUggBBRTi-M9EQhv0B4uK7V6EBS6N6Aim87sujXfN-8ibDqa7s0niOPDoXs93gCUbB7aMawweWOEpn/s1600/106_0147.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfCZaWTlUSIA73B4WWg3SW70VyOTgiogmOZoIkZPrOLB_Ng1J2l2JIZ19rF43kZaHUggBBRTi-M9EQhv0B4uK7V6EBS6N6Aim87sujXfN-8ibDqa7s0niOPDoXs93gCUbB7aMawweWOEpn/s320/106_0147.JPG" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKKhfXFFSxCbVtlUldqFxGCJ2V2prI_XmOWGpicmcWszMVXpBC6il2mETJQZflqJbjbTfBAakx5-3vqaIxNVJeXH7aScrtBfSS0SprQ5QCALWLc44DQ5iZoF1DA6hidaKWAVhsGqLsS6gb/s1600/106_0145.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKKhfXFFSxCbVtlUldqFxGCJ2V2prI_XmOWGpicmcWszMVXpBC6il2mETJQZflqJbjbTfBAakx5-3vqaIxNVJeXH7aScrtBfSS0SprQ5QCALWLc44DQ5iZoF1DA6hidaKWAVhsGqLsS6gb/s320/106_0145.JPG" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">And saved Hollie for last, since she's the oldest and would do the best.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikyKD29MOZXp8D3ZEdLR2WRyw-mI1Qri0ZZJBifevtKxT11PlSj6Cr_2w5m3QX-9gDCd9-_pisxBI8naVIa7faJ4k_Il7owebQuRUumRRLULR_v96VI9dnpeTnJFhyZihiunVa_VEykBsN/s1600/106_0151.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikyKD29MOZXp8D3ZEdLR2WRyw-mI1Qri0ZZJBifevtKxT11PlSj6Cr_2w5m3QX-9gDCd9-_pisxBI8naVIa7faJ4k_Il7owebQuRUumRRLULR_v96VI9dnpeTnJFhyZihiunVa_VEykBsN/s320/106_0151.JPG" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCJfgFyahz9xAVRc8pXZuwkfZSvC3OfyYG97l8XRFE6FHzFlVMZ2QZy58o9qUHpYJX362OiQ4aIKhH1oZIXfQzFSj57tIQssRfTd51Vej1izB5Snntju0roaBQ-J2eBnvThoM1dvf5oDA3/s1600/106_0153.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCJfgFyahz9xAVRc8pXZuwkfZSvC3OfyYG97l8XRFE6FHzFlVMZ2QZy58o9qUHpYJX362OiQ4aIKhH1oZIXfQzFSj57tIQssRfTd51Vej1izB5Snntju0roaBQ-J2eBnvThoM1dvf5oDA3/s320/106_0153.JPG" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggrYaJnzofhsMKOBSrIzTCXSRT7Vyw3hrplnwvfq58uWqGFPuE5qA2Q7k3zmVUMffpd9MkEt9uheHTncEJ4Rrs-AmXCDb3OF4pwFfAl3PKejpOSVSgi-dP23ELSwRNFPse8j3qds_YJ5-G/s1600/106_0152.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggrYaJnzofhsMKOBSrIzTCXSRT7Vyw3hrplnwvfq58uWqGFPuE5qA2Q7k3zmVUMffpd9MkEt9uheHTncEJ4Rrs-AmXCDb3OF4pwFfAl3PKejpOSVSgi-dP23ELSwRNFPse8j3qds_YJ5-G/s320/106_0152.JPG" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Yep sure looks like she did the best! She put up the biggest fight of them all. We nearly ended up leaving without getting hers done but finally FINALLY got her to go through with it. 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Haddie hates to have hers turned & cleaned. She likes to show them off - to the neighbors, her other Grandma, the checker at the grocery store - whoever will give her the reaction she desires! She's very proud to now have pretty ears like Mommy. </div>Lindsay Pheneshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10392536555921065188noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1135394703014786240.post-19476346091272368902010-07-01T10:30:00.000-06:002010-07-01T10:30:39.563-06:00No skinned knees - yet!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Haddie and Mark bought Haddie her very first bike together. He let her pick out which one she wanted. She's finally getting the pedaling part figured out but is still working on steering it by herself. She is super proud of herself! 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<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Haddie's been a bubble-blowing machine lately! I think we've gone through 6 bottles of bubbles in the last 2 weeks. Good thing they are cheap entertainment for her :) </span></div>Lindsay Pheneshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10392536555921065188noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1135394703014786240.post-18060320631168108252010-06-18T13:24:00.003-06:002010-06-18T13:36:19.038-06:00Haddie's Baby Cousin<div style="text-align: center;">Haddie is so proud of her cousin, Lillie Anne Phenes. She was born on April 6, about 2 weeks early. She has her very own picture of Lillie that she carries her around. She always refers to her as 'My baby cousin.' We really had to encourage Haddie at first to have much to do with Lillie.<br /><br />Haddie's first time meeting Lillie. Uncle Cory helped her hold her for about 1.5 seconds until she lost interest :)<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzoqgSU1KHX_VBhotOCjyI_GjykS-_tf9qdSoCvUceLcqU8Agwuq0kx5X22mdSZ-TXnJuH8J_G7_CF6-3bvTdpBUk2kHfVNAJT_HzYqejgKo-vYpjgacIaq-smjAsNNjwfmj69PAwQy21l/s1600/015.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzoqgSU1KHX_VBhotOCjyI_GjykS-_tf9qdSoCvUceLcqU8Agwuq0kx5X22mdSZ-TXnJuH8J_G7_CF6-3bvTdpBUk2kHfVNAJT_HzYqejgKo-vYpjgacIaq-smjAsNNjwfmj69PAwQy21l/s400/015.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484197147356740626" border="0" /></a><br />Auntie Lindsay and Haddie had the privilege of being the first to babysit Miss Lillie. This is the first time that Haddie held her for 'real'<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjFb645X32Roai3Va278CtDPv0YTeGI9-U0s38R1Fo3EMz5adED9xf9qmxqChro7fryN9nEG8iK7qPDi3BAMNzfF76zP-Ej1IWbHUaLpQ_N8Ua8W-SaJqClv2c0T7Y1GvI2Br22qZNs8_g/s1600/049.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjFb645X32Roai3Va278CtDPv0YTeGI9-U0s38R1Fo3EMz5adED9xf9qmxqChro7fryN9nEG8iK7qPDi3BAMNzfF76zP-Ej1IWbHUaLpQ_N8Ua8W-SaJqClv2c0T7Y1GvI2Br22qZNs8_g/s400/049.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484197162603035714" border="0" /></a>She was fussy so Haddie shared one of her favorite baby toys with Lillie...She seemed to like the butterfly's lights and songs.<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3m0Awp5camVgIT1cGe9Of_wVAsYKKnY6SVcy-vaI85LV_S0K1glxAClE7qdSOxLkL8pXlsi34sw6j2lpInI6A1YB_LBl_TGmF8suMtAcw7LNrQeJT7kCYR0Ni4eL5FXkdipkDNTBmJcrD/s1600/048.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3m0Awp5camVgIT1cGe9Of_wVAsYKKnY6SVcy-vaI85LV_S0K1glxAClE7qdSOxLkL8pXlsi34sw6j2lpInI6A1YB_LBl_TGmF8suMtAcw7LNrQeJT7kCYR0Ni4eL5FXkdipkDNTBmJcrD/s400/048.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484197153685906754" border="0" /></a>Lindsay Pheneshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10392536555921065188noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1135394703014786240.post-4409364418261770692010-04-21T13:17:00.002-06:002010-06-18T13:24:41.964-06:00Haddie's 1st Haircut<div style="text-align: center;">At nearly 2.5 years old, I decided it was time for Haddie to finally have a haircut. Well, okay just a trim. Really, just the bangs.<br />I have a friend (Megan O) who is going to school at Beaux Cheveux School of Cosmetology. So I made an appointment and took Haddie in.<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgA37z9YGE7al4Y7W3EcZ9zt4GzzfNcMldWzCGxvrq2z2vOIVjbRjeC8AbEeKPM2db4Onz0F0R8AqBz_pxUQsVJEjwkRe2lMR3oGY31btvjmeKo6YdGo5NKBHFIabQDz3u40vBSqkFEGwgT/s1600/045.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgA37z9YGE7al4Y7W3EcZ9zt4GzzfNcMldWzCGxvrq2z2vOIVjbRjeC8AbEeKPM2db4Onz0F0R8AqBz_pxUQsVJEjwkRe2lMR3oGY31btvjmeKo6YdGo5NKBHFIabQDz3u40vBSqkFEGwgT/s400/045.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484195210222028850" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjY538weu33gMZp2SW34F86us02XPcaH_KfnDn5oBz2v32gcNM5edAe0HNRK8AUgO9G8NUj5JDDLBSz9TV1PZwAVAFAWhtIkHPEOkH589u_giDTNO9mPE2uFLjLBGcueX19uf3m7u4pePWY/s1600/046.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjY538weu33gMZp2SW34F86us02XPcaH_KfnDn5oBz2v32gcNM5edAe0HNRK8AUgO9G8NUj5JDDLBSz9TV1PZwAVAFAWhtIkHPEOkH589u_giDTNO9mPE2uFLjLBGcueX19uf3m7u4pePWY/s400/046.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484195223338661458" border="0" /></a>Pardon the terrible pictures - This was just before we bought our new camera :)<br /><br />Megan and Haddie with her cute new 'do!<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7M564iBLnrarTeHWeuUocNH7tyuZuDOJMjMC0pa2tE-BFBkp_NZn1QKDRWrh5ghCEHTA_MwQ4qtv7GawuC3-eaBiFet_UrFoYeJ8lANsKyoid8B5ARBUzg8UVSrOk-grGuxr1EpYv0NT_/s1600/047.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7M564iBLnrarTeHWeuUocNH7tyuZuDOJMjMC0pa2tE-BFBkp_NZn1QKDRWrh5ghCEHTA_MwQ4qtv7GawuC3-eaBiFet_UrFoYeJ8lANsKyoid8B5ARBUzg8UVSrOk-grGuxr1EpYv0NT_/s400/047.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484195234399246706" border="0" /></a><br /></div>Lindsay Pheneshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10392536555921065188noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1135394703014786240.post-2431721784593501252010-04-17T12:19:00.002-06:002010-04-17T12:28:24.338-06:00And In Other News...<div style="text-align: center;">I've been pretty darn boring lately, to be honest. I'm very much reclusive these days and I've narrowed it down to a few reasons<br /><ul><li>I am excited for warmer weather. It is improving, thank goodness. But the end of winter is always really hard for me with my depression.</li><li>Haddie is a lot of work lately - constantly into things and generally causing havoc around our house</li><li>I'm poor. It's no fun to go places when you're poor. LOL Okay so we're not destitute but things are becoming tighter in preparation for this second baby.</li><li>Which brings us to my pregnancy. I've been sick until the beginning of my 2nd trimester. I'm 14.5 weeks, so I'm just now feeling better. But I'm still exhausted</li><li>I'm a home-body. Always have been, but hopefully can break out of it eventually</li><li>I'm lazy. I shamefully admit it. Ex: it's 12:30 pm and I've still not gotten dressed. I did work on some housework when I got up so that's today's excuse :) I didn't wanna get today's clothes all nasty with sweat right?! Mmm-hmm.</li></ul>So there you have it. Nothing exciting. Boring ole me.<br /></div>Lindsay Pheneshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10392536555921065188noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1135394703014786240.post-59788131677878717782010-04-02T11:29:00.004-06:002010-04-02T19:35:44.426-06:00My Birthday<div style="text-align: center;">Quite belated (Feb 11th) but here are some pictures from my 25th birthday :)<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">My new sewing machine case (from my sister-in-law) to house my new sewing machine the hubby gave me for Christmas. Hooray!<br /></div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEid9J3YRWDldDpMmXLLHGEu-VBhg2LssekuaLoVfvuR4DtxKlr-vnQmYkInhhAu9jJyeHYvCcOD_uEfs6h7Jpgiw_8aMeaL7XHf0nTZMxK6apeMgLBhuCezfbIgKedRuBcwSSJrh1Fl3lDH/s1600/126.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEid9J3YRWDldDpMmXLLHGEu-VBhg2LssekuaLoVfvuR4DtxKlr-vnQmYkInhhAu9jJyeHYvCcOD_uEfs6h7Jpgiw_8aMeaL7XHf0nTZMxK6apeMgLBhuCezfbIgKedRuBcwSSJrh1Fl3lDH/s400/126.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455594375310963506" border="0" /></a>Reading the candy card my mother-in-law, Ronda, gives each of us on our birthday.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcw4V7TKUVcXuJrZXUy5L_nP-yLm_nFhgDuiheoPWxhmp27gSbYjJt7OFEJ_1_bHsoiM3Zg1fulnGIrNN_UszfQUU6jMt44p6sssj4l7ku2IfaQZJo0TFA7bJMRlWLs1J8sQh8cEBTDehO/s1600/120.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcw4V7TKUVcXuJrZXUy5L_nP-yLm_nFhgDuiheoPWxhmp27gSbYjJt7OFEJ_1_bHsoiM3Zg1fulnGIrNN_UszfQUU6jMt44p6sssj4l7ku2IfaQZJo0TFA7bJMRlWLs1J8sQh8cEBTDehO/s400/120.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455595199037661058" border="0" /></a>Haddie's a good present-opening-helper!<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbWh27qrEDlJTRzWgu77MDJzoGB5Uerlz1NdCnz5SBnaLmjqMhonwVooasuSY36L57uRJBh81vkNz9AYVg8rlG3Fh_0FOm9WbaTNnGvHaIk0al5_zYzaQKsMU0g0zYUKM1as940J6xbxH2/s1600/130.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbWh27qrEDlJTRzWgu77MDJzoGB5Uerlz1NdCnz5SBnaLmjqMhonwVooasuSY36L57uRJBh81vkNz9AYVg8rlG3Fh_0FOm9WbaTNnGvHaIk0al5_zYzaQKsMU0g0zYUKM1as940J6xbxH2/s400/130.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455594366618244626" border="0" /></a>She <span style="font-style: italic;">tries</span> to help blow out candles too, silly girl.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRCw8HSM_yA5a6I0M95Mlx4dRWiVGXjVTY1ivfMvvjxy2MtIqJovGLHYZAPl-0F7PWZCgBvG4ftPP6WUEGayGP65Dn8XMs3oWAqq7r8TYZeXYEV94zzpYg7TeAED3mmLGuB6jsIHkV8Fxe/s1600/134.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRCw8HSM_yA5a6I0M95Mlx4dRWiVGXjVTY1ivfMvvjxy2MtIqJovGLHYZAPl-0F7PWZCgBvG4ftPP6WUEGayGP65Dn8XMs3oWAqq7r8TYZeXYEV94zzpYg7TeAED3mmLGuB6jsIHkV8Fxe/s400/134.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455594360559083122" border="0" /></a><br />I haven't quite been able to figure out why I feel younger at 25 than I did at 22. Perhaps I'm already digressing? Who knows :) But I love my life.<br /></div>Lindsay Pheneshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10392536555921065188noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1135394703014786240.post-54761026119109637802010-04-02T11:27:00.002-06:002010-04-03T19:26:56.386-06:00Easter Wreath<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiv72Mce2uGBBLi0ajE7a9YbstUcVok9HxCshXfjBEkyRnUfCCJgv5bXJJQAHE8CaJSw0jFg3PjOXQVAZN1SUtH0TMDiCEJszwvwqXdw1XjFaib0-KepxcKIpkuR-jdsnv_qmu3TWwuTRAx/s1600/151.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiv72Mce2uGBBLi0ajE7a9YbstUcVok9HxCshXfjBEkyRnUfCCJgv5bXJJQAHE8CaJSw0jFg3PjOXQVAZN1SUtH0TMDiCEJszwvwqXdw1XjFaib0-KepxcKIpkuR-jdsnv_qmu3TWwuTRAx/s400/151.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455593339152284418" border="0" /></a>Last year I came across <a href="http://cindis.blogspot.com/2009/03/moms-do-some-grass-this-month.html">this blog post</a> right after Easter. I saved it so that I could make it this year. Haddie helped me with half of it - I'd ask her to hand me each color of egg. She lost interest quickly, but she likes to show it off to people who come to our house. It cost just under $4 to make it, and I think it's super duper cute!<br />Thanks to Stephanie V. from Alpine TRC for making my bow :) I'm quite challenged in that area.<br />Happy Easter!<br /></div>Lindsay Pheneshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10392536555921065188noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1135394703014786240.post-5636225274158116052010-04-02T11:13:00.009-06:002010-04-02T23:38:26.387-06:00Baby Shower<div style="text-align: center;">My mother-in-law and I hosted a baby shower for my sister-in-law, Angelina. I was so glad that we were able to do that for her to help her little family out. She is having a little girl later this month and she will named Lillie Anne<br />These are the invitations I made for the shower:<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7q2oowbiFuRdrSwU_BJWVdaOmuwFrD61fSlVt1qTWQJkvOXS06A3VdY_N_xYiepQuv4Ato0z56ciV3N_X0-H7ep7QFpueIOYmxKy2LYgG03YLmDQYbRDnD1hkzq8NUi5KVm7LjbURgbZO/s1600/161.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7q2oowbiFuRdrSwU_BJWVdaOmuwFrD61fSlVt1qTWQJkvOXS06A3VdY_N_xYiepQuv4Ato0z56ciV3N_X0-H7ep7QFpueIOYmxKy2LYgG03YLmDQYbRDnD1hkzq8NUi5KVm7LjbURgbZO/s400/161.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455590525304356322" border="0" /></a>This is the basket we had the favors in, the 'Thanks' flower was made on my Cricut and the favors were a die that my mom has for her Big Shot.<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRR7w1JTc-cQmCGVxT92q_eA9P-27WQG9RCXWzlHJXtt2bCCIWImBSCc3QjZFUHtCtQLtXm8X1OYv0UcZBYQldTl1P9pROMlog3wIKYB9dwd-qiomfzG59jUtZcbIZbNX7mp1GXxHmdLpC/s1600/153.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRR7w1JTc-cQmCGVxT92q_eA9P-27WQG9RCXWzlHJXtt2bCCIWImBSCc3QjZFUHtCtQLtXm8X1OYv0UcZBYQldTl1P9pROMlog3wIKYB9dwd-qiomfzG59jUtZcbIZbNX7mp1GXxHmdLpC/s400/153.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455590882020653282" border="0" /></a>Here's a close-up of a favor. They just had a few pieces of candy inside. Aren't those tiny safety pins adorable?! I found them at the local scrapbook store.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwT2HwaPYmYfCWMyX-eEoge-hrG4P96yhJHyiUpN7E7Vhmv7tPRBJEmBkHQ9GWlp9yT2dGf2E5_NSH1aB1D43OEIsZlKJL62EbPoVfQb-E0kKrEEiARiPRFIg2Nd4ULu-vKTgEbr3GYsYj/s1600/154.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwT2HwaPYmYfCWMyX-eEoge-hrG4P96yhJHyiUpN7E7Vhmv7tPRBJEmBkHQ9GWlp9yT2dGf2E5_NSH1aB1D43OEIsZlKJL62EbPoVfQb-E0kKrEEiARiPRFIg2Nd4ULu-vKTgEbr3GYsYj/s400/154.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455590878077588162" border="0" /></a>Here's a book I made for the shower so that everyone who attended could give some parenting advice to Cory and Angelina, the parents-to-be. I received something similar at my bridal shower and thought it was cool so I re-vamped it for this baby.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8ns3aORHuH6Y4jzZVS3DLzW9G95-EYRtwhsC6y7sW8buDWxDwL5FJPK1UfNnEMZDWlBVr2A_Ccco_YyDmRe9BzyTjhuPhCRc7Gk7V4xOtoOz6uXHj4Secl6cUfzH8q0UWTkkF8xVQLIze/s1600/155.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8ns3aORHuH6Y4jzZVS3DLzW9G95-EYRtwhsC6y7sW8buDWxDwL5FJPK1UfNnEMZDWlBVr2A_Ccco_YyDmRe9BzyTjhuPhCRc7Gk7V4xOtoOz6uXHj4Secl6cUfzH8q0UWTkkF8xVQLIze/s400/155.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455590540998842914" border="0" /></a>This is a page inside the advice book. I think they received some pretty sound advice to get them started :)<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIJ7he_j-NZToSSSru3v1Mro6FaV0UmT1DGBCi7ag1T6JmdTRWqj1ZSDnVYzS_7uSSCytSlbty5Xonp_GT0muEI5RZ1awBWQW_rS45glj6NHo4u3XFCCJf1TgcFGCFBoXM0DQgF5GKZIjW/s1600/157.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIJ7he_j-NZToSSSru3v1Mro6FaV0UmT1DGBCi7ag1T6JmdTRWqj1ZSDnVYzS_7uSSCytSlbty5Xonp_GT0muEI5RZ1awBWQW_rS45glj6NHo4u3XFCCJf1TgcFGCFBoXM0DQgF5GKZIjW/s400/157.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455590530739498482" border="0" /></a>This is the stroller/car-seat system they received as a gift.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifdcwo-NR2eedT_F9k0q6QNa2cRdLkd-qtUf-YzMrzoh9hjkKCoU5IIYH7wgsYgNaJiVxtnislJKak9O5GlCeiIJkArHKWNSdE-qwfnLLmnR006W1WS86TJsFM44iVKvm57o0mDN3g7vtY/s1600/146.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifdcwo-NR2eedT_F9k0q6QNa2cRdLkd-qtUf-YzMrzoh9hjkKCoU5IIYH7wgsYgNaJiVxtnislJKak9O5GlCeiIJkArHKWNSdE-qwfnLLmnR006W1WS86TJsFM44iVKvm57o0mDN3g7vtY/s400/146.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455592030106042466" border="0" /></a>The gift table. There's a bunch of smaller gifts hiding behind those big bags.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgX2sUeELgpDVVKX1eaqY8f9ohHJ6Kr1YjN-wCzJba2y1b_5keTDJowBfG3-pKFrxNATG3d_TI1A122hN16v86Izy5zb9fjRHdHFVduX0A_auW9VJUkkIdYBRp26I4FM8FEPxaVO5gWqpm4/s1600/145.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgX2sUeELgpDVVKX1eaqY8f9ohHJ6Kr1YjN-wCzJba2y1b_5keTDJowBfG3-pKFrxNATG3d_TI1A122hN16v86Izy5zb9fjRHdHFVduX0A_auW9VJUkkIdYBRp26I4FM8FEPxaVO5gWqpm4/s400/145.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455592018347845938" border="0" /></a>These aren't the greatest pictures, but here are the centerpieces we came up with. Rather than doing some paper-type thing that would end up being thrown away, we decided to go with something that could be useful.<br />This is baby wash, hooded towel and washcloths tied together with balloons<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHp7dIEso5WU_fMdWb2OQG3eUSRSvFYQQEWAf3_fbrDnX406dx0bY4wG4LRk1VKHYCJ7CUrhPq2jNF2qRsmnx0Ok9hBmEm1Eg3MZx_Q4SI5-qddQl5aVwvHiBaGoNaf7m1DETA7X-paEQk/s1600/149.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHp7dIEso5WU_fMdWb2OQG3eUSRSvFYQQEWAf3_fbrDnX406dx0bY4wG4LRk1VKHYCJ7CUrhPq2jNF2qRsmnx0Ok9hBmEm1Eg3MZx_Q4SI5-qddQl5aVwvHiBaGoNaf7m1DETA7X-paEQk/s400/149.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455591612268998530" border="0" /></a>Infant Motrin, baby wipes, diaper cream and a health-care kit including nail clippers, thermometer etc.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgn49XDsyKqWVAwsGBytSH1p05Q4rUJMZ3OpfUCrbS26Q4FhBuhr8Xoo3Wae39U7xOP-4ecDO_2UBnUbuXgZ17Mgplzp9KxSHJFxtrgeer2aEMJ2SmcWBJ4lb3Bn8zcUisX1IAJUiNySsXW/s1600/148.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgn49XDsyKqWVAwsGBytSH1p05Q4rUJMZ3OpfUCrbS26Q4FhBuhr8Xoo3Wae39U7xOP-4ecDO_2UBnUbuXgZ17Mgplzp9KxSHJFxtrgeer2aEMJ2SmcWBJ4lb3Bn8zcUisX1IAJUiNySsXW/s400/148.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455591591064534418" border="0" /></a>And the last one, with bottles, a formula holder for the diaper bag, burp rag and a dishwasher caddy to more easily wash all those bottle parts.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyHZyI-Ppi_HdmLqzOHqSaYepeqPE7sKXZREKqXDK48oWcCGK7aNlz4SvvVrFACXuz_DWoHM6EUX4XyeHgadoVc4pA1xnKysuov9apnC8eF_u6iZz8BLYCpAYOTb0nF7bzfn8nm5g4B1Jd/s1600/147.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyHZyI-Ppi_HdmLqzOHqSaYepeqPE7sKXZREKqXDK48oWcCGK7aNlz4SvvVrFACXuz_DWoHM6EUX4XyeHgadoVc4pA1xnKysuov9apnC8eF_u6iZz8BLYCpAYOTb0nF7bzfn8nm5g4B1Jd/s400/147.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455591580296655218" border="0" /></a>I also got a travel wipes container that was plain white and cut vinyl to decorate it with Lillie's name and some flowers. It turned out ca-ute!<br />The rest of these pictures are of the guests<br />Ronda, Sondra, Maridean, Lyndsay and Grandma Phenes (all family)<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFZYaqFmFJMoX8fWNv8-YRhK-q1Y_cg9jjtbei_Q2PR2_d68w-DL89qvFVhHq-ksiwTbd_heYJoVfIerO8jDiILaxxNyQl00jVjGNbIk9iWxNvbuj80uTjSsxfEjiRRWiSjItHqGZUvjE6/s1600/138.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFZYaqFmFJMoX8fWNv8-YRhK-q1Y_cg9jjtbei_Q2PR2_d68w-DL89qvFVhHq-ksiwTbd_heYJoVfIerO8jDiILaxxNyQl00jVjGNbIk9iWxNvbuj80uTjSsxfEjiRRWiSjItHqGZUvjE6/s400/138.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455592961992180898" border="0" /></a>Dena and Angelina<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQrVuNpfoKCZLQLE26Tl1aBcY-Xym6PZdAmRpftBoc7L9XamU-7W2kbHZwuYmmbSuYzfuUebuid_GpW19O3af-bqCOVNk3nv-3EXXTJXgvD-Be54APA-Rr8d7-gTWuutCCmETCeWXe5ir9/s1600/139.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQrVuNpfoKCZLQLE26Tl1aBcY-Xym6PZdAmRpftBoc7L9XamU-7W2kbHZwuYmmbSuYzfuUebuid_GpW19O3af-bqCOVNk3nv-3EXXTJXgvD-Be54APA-Rr8d7-gTWuutCCmETCeWXe5ir9/s400/139.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455592951480332450" border="0" /></a>Angelina's grandma and sister Hailey<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiS2CpJEJp2QZZmUvXykofV0nGrqo1_lczQPIPcy-oavC-o9Qgu0dQSon3Qo9a7arpGLp7euRu6CgaNNoZnvj9D79SuCaVnh0_H0mlAZA0cKuntQd-UkW4FxbU5axbt-aVje7s6XcmT1hcR/s1600/140.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiS2CpJEJp2QZZmUvXykofV0nGrqo1_lczQPIPcy-oavC-o9Qgu0dQSon3Qo9a7arpGLp7euRu6CgaNNoZnvj9D79SuCaVnh0_H0mlAZA0cKuntQd-UkW4FxbU5axbt-aVje7s6XcmT1hcR/s400/140.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455592675601681330" border="0" /></a>Ronda's friend Claudia<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtHfEFjOhHmZDYXNN7gzK-5boavDSiMZbIAv8qrOf2dkAnF8uai2wcv_wOH7DMsa8JiWTsyFcSf-FOTiKeLHjLZBkXe0IjC_Hl_F4w_AYRMYk6C08E8dV8be2tqDEGtOmcEdUBW7DCIdEA/s1600/142.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtHfEFjOhHmZDYXNN7gzK-5boavDSiMZbIAv8qrOf2dkAnF8uai2wcv_wOH7DMsa8JiWTsyFcSf-FOTiKeLHjLZBkXe0IjC_Hl_F4w_AYRMYk6C08E8dV8be2tqDEGtOmcEdUBW7DCIdEA/s400/142.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455592666451827266" border="0" /></a>Sondra, Maridean and Lyndsay<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQSSFHHLPHfbt64AEqBx8EYYGT4NO6Ph0Yp7SqRJR63ovauhVQg-eaausE1BLUudHsh7I29ZRISmvEvhgycdvivFhl1YQMZA87vkW_Lr_DzRjpt6KEgJBNBqMZWLPakJsX9ChLeWFUeCw_/s1600/143.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQSSFHHLPHfbt64AEqBx8EYYGT4NO6Ph0Yp7SqRJR63ovauhVQg-eaausE1BLUudHsh7I29ZRISmvEvhgycdvivFhl1YQMZA87vkW_Lr_DzRjpt6KEgJBNBqMZWLPakJsX9ChLeWFUeCw_/s400/143.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455592657980954658" border="0" /></a>We did all sorts of food for the shower. It was my very least favorite part of the preparation. I hate to cook and I'm terrible at it. We made chicken salad sandwiches, spaghetti salad, jello pretzel salad, cupcakes (I put miniature bottles and pacifiers on top of the cupcakes) and Sprite.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">I hope that Angie received a lot of things she needed. I was glad we were able to do it to help her prepare for my new baby niece. :)<br /></div>Lindsay Pheneshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10392536555921065188noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1135394703014786240.post-30974866543749452652010-02-19T10:43:00.004-07:002010-02-19T11:04:27.562-07:00Valentine's Crafts<div style="text-align: center;">Yes, I realize the holiday has come and gone. I am however excited to show these to you! You know those cute ladders that everyone seems to have on their porches? The ones with the different things on them for holidays/seasons? Yeah my sweet sister & her family gave me one for Christmas. I was elated! Hurray :)<br />The sets that go with them are too expensive to buy, at least for my budget. Plus I didn't want to have exactly what everyone else has on theirs. So I made my own.<br />At the thrift store awhile back, I found 6 plain unfinished wood hearts. 2 big ones and 4 little ones. I also found a little cupid-girl thing for a whopping $0.50! I figured I'd use them to make some cute V-Day decoration. Then when I thought about my ladder, the skies opened up and angels sang! I spray-painted the hearts, some red and some pink. Then I broke out my *new* Cricut...Mom & Dad gave met the Expression for Christmas! And I cut out some white and red vinyl.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1oQSmDDXpLeDmxbcDFhAmr4YukZrewEsS1MFwfdgtkCJlR1rrOdoSLS6ovlW4KuybpiFhDjlBtxaiuuE5zsilT4qSGg5g6KlKLvCf62FM_C4UjzrGnwmUrFOc56C_Q8FUcP1f_yDEyJGs/s1600-h/DSCN2483.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1oQSmDDXpLeDmxbcDFhAmr4YukZrewEsS1MFwfdgtkCJlR1rrOdoSLS6ovlW4KuybpiFhDjlBtxaiuuE5zsilT4qSGg5g6KlKLvCf62FM_C4UjzrGnwmUrFOc56C_Q8FUcP1f_yDEyJGs/s400/DSCN2483.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440012230336507330" border="0" /></a>It's hard to see, but the small hearts on bottom say "Be Mine"<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGGbOw8eLuxTi4k9kOOpW2Y8InHCETwE2WcvZMFoWjFx9N9CHrLOXRAKtBcaeRvXccDXUIHCVNMVna4kuZNJaN4eal5U47QCE9Gqgcfaqbx1_KtKlEOAThyphenhyphenvL94L3e3uLHcQ9L1VVCRVyf/s1600-h/DSCN2484.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGGbOw8eLuxTi4k9kOOpW2Y8InHCETwE2WcvZMFoWjFx9N9CHrLOXRAKtBcaeRvXccDXUIHCVNMVna4kuZNJaN4eal5U47QCE9Gqgcfaqbx1_KtKlEOAThyphenhyphenvL94L3e3uLHcQ9L1VVCRVyf/s400/DSCN2484.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440012246110796354" border="0" /></a>Crappy pictures, I know. But it was cold outside and I didn't have shoes on so these are the best I could get while standing on my porch. Our poor snowman 'Snowy' - named by Haddie - all that was left of him was an oblong bottom because he fell over LOL Oh yes, and his stick arms.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPUN1i8K_KXGyxpN2Caabusev1qHHT-nG7QRQUGtVF55-y6Bn9AUr8FwYw2g7xBnLbsJO_2QnnRXDpiEroEVatUuzRyDMp0xOhLqZLEEnSekJGnKNl_RGZ2JwNKUoUwdkI73gGsQAhPAg5/s1600-h/DSCN2485.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPUN1i8K_KXGyxpN2Caabusev1qHHT-nG7QRQUGtVF55-y6Bn9AUr8FwYw2g7xBnLbsJO_2QnnRXDpiEroEVatUuzRyDMp0xOhLqZLEEnSekJGnKNl_RGZ2JwNKUoUwdkI73gGsQAhPAg5/s400/DSCN2485.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440012256835391154" border="0" /></a>Another thrift store find - I found these blocks for $0.75 that were pretty beat up and had Be Mine hand-painted on them. I knew I could make them so much prettier :) So I again broke out the spray paint and cut brown vinyl. I put these blocks on my piano, with the 'Be' sitting on top of the 'Mine' <span style="font-weight: bold;">Super</span> cute, I tell ya ;)<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6NSu2I8jWHL5xuBlmg4o3xNsmzkjgoGUeklFtVlv7EX1M84oH6OZ7InhcblWa8yDrO3_n6TUJ508vzJDwpqNvbgkwW-aG7joz0_pNgQ0iF1r7nAQPxfS9AvEIWnfSxzE6McmN9U-90Kcy/s1600-h/DSCN2486.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6NSu2I8jWHL5xuBlmg4o3xNsmzkjgoGUeklFtVlv7EX1M84oH6OZ7InhcblWa8yDrO3_n6TUJ508vzJDwpqNvbgkwW-aG7joz0_pNgQ0iF1r7nAQPxfS9AvEIWnfSxzE6McmN9U-90Kcy/s400/DSCN2486.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440012224593119490" border="0" /></a>That's about as far as my craftiness has gone. I can't find my creative mojo.<br /></div>Lindsay Pheneshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10392536555921065188noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1135394703014786240.post-26700104877671738882010-02-12T11:18:00.008-07:002010-02-12T11:39:37.875-07:00Hadley's Big Girl Room<div style="text-align: center;">After Haddie's decision to climb out of her crib on her birthday, we decided it was time for a 'Big Girl' (Toddler) bed. So for Christmas I wanted to give her things to re-do her room. (It's been Care Bear themed from the time she was an infant) Before Christmas I posted these <a href="http://lindsayphenes.blogspot.com/2009/11/decoupage-gifts.html">Mod Podge Projects</a> I made for her as gifts. I also wanted to get her a cute bed set so I went with Dora. I have some cute Dora wall decals that I plan to put somewhere in her room but I'm waiting on those until I paint. What do you think of a pale yellow and then a little darker light yellow (like the yellow on the bedding) for an accent wall?<br />As you will see, Haddie loved that I was taking pictures of her room so she had to be in them :)<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpUkMY8NCQ5zKEQicbMcR_TeuGcUbYmPQFuH7DusNgaFjidFqezYLNhqucsbBb6_2qCwEFfNn6-ZTJCaxDr3LcoQYcfCQW0SL49EIetQjt3XFpsk3NXOZlVvgjXEBksNDiGaaL-ClGKgh7/s1600-h/DSCN2442.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpUkMY8NCQ5zKEQicbMcR_TeuGcUbYmPQFuH7DusNgaFjidFqezYLNhqucsbBb6_2qCwEFfNn6-ZTJCaxDr3LcoQYcfCQW0SL49EIetQjt3XFpsk3NXOZlVvgjXEBksNDiGaaL-ClGKgh7/s400/DSCN2442.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437424728913298018" border="0" /></a>You can kinda see in this next picture the shelf that I decoupaged for her.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaDONAxD6nWenGCIDQt8DtHnG9fDVkzp6Iu8bbeRSvYZdznrvhArURSw4VJlWnfrJ3x_Mo6tLWsMupWE4ZO8RmZfkOOlBngmjzBLaeOGwRUblr6EkOkhBEcLblpwSlLSU2UpPpiwOAM5q1/s1600-h/DSCN2444.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaDONAxD6nWenGCIDQt8DtHnG9fDVkzp6Iu8bbeRSvYZdznrvhArURSw4VJlWnfrJ3x_Mo6tLWsMupWE4ZO8RmZfkOOlBngmjzBLaeOGwRUblr6EkOkhBEcLblpwSlLSU2UpPpiwOAM5q1/s400/DSCN2444.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437425281858853346" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUiovn9dhgy-akoQk6Jzyb2YQHzlnaLbXBC0cerpXT16dUDjtiUpTDyoboL2PDT8adjZk4bEfD9uFORD9MDGd3fHnOetL-Bavhtfz5tZO7I__6Bm3m45q8ZejC9zqO1fFfyOkyA54uW9-c/s1600-h/DSCN2451.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUiovn9dhgy-akoQk6Jzyb2YQHzlnaLbXBC0cerpXT16dUDjtiUpTDyoboL2PDT8adjZk4bEfD9uFORD9MDGd3fHnOetL-Bavhtfz5tZO7I__6Bm3m45q8ZejC9zqO1fFfyOkyA54uW9-c/s400/DSCN2451.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437425586005722722" border="0" /></a>I have to show off her new kitchen from Grandma Leslie & Grandpa LaMont. She LOVES it, and plays with it daily. What wonderful grandparents she has :)<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEif3j9JYoka3e5BhXtlxqZJc9ztCQmBHSgh71C1GzBeRR2dBrF6EkST_kU7t4LtxAozdbBTZ0xMUQWivUTTZ2oeWnHLGGWHKG7IbpUCNvH2AJ0sH73Nvmee74J47bUvDLXpleodmnlv_-Xl/s1600-h/DSCN2448.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEif3j9JYoka3e5BhXtlxqZJc9ztCQmBHSgh71C1GzBeRR2dBrF6EkST_kU7t4LtxAozdbBTZ0xMUQWivUTTZ2oeWnHLGGWHKG7IbpUCNvH2AJ0sH73Nvmee74J47bUvDLXpleodmnlv_-Xl/s400/DSCN2448.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437425863638905298" border="0" /></a>She also loves her horse from Grandma Ronda, and her table and chairs from Santa.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHlrsajj2wpb09cfpjyPk9lfHmxZWm8nXckpJXv0LCT3VdceNJ-kBxRTsQupAWfXi1fL9kSdgI-9sON6GX1jlOvI9IWr5VQiPJxNBZSAb4rcgmkNJKQrH0dtezZWrwNthsmKlghiZrKcU9/s1600-h/DSCN2445.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHlrsajj2wpb09cfpjyPk9lfHmxZWm8nXckpJXv0LCT3VdceNJ-kBxRTsQupAWfXi1fL9kSdgI-9sON6GX1jlOvI9IWr5VQiPJxNBZSAb4rcgmkNJKQrH0dtezZWrwNthsmKlghiZrKcU9/s400/DSCN2445.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437425881272317986" border="0" /></a>Her name in this picture is located on the wall above her changing table (you can barely see the changing table on the right side of the above picture). Would you believe that my DAD has his little baby butt changed on that changing table? I love that it's been passed down from him to his kids and now his grandkids! It has endured a few coats of paint and I replaced the knobs for Haddie.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDzshAEAzvX3-m7w4zxm60tABxo-oCGF24LVyq1oGytroW7aS9ySmHp8Dngdw5wMrxRidUUC91fJVIwBZFndiEJHNArW_dsiNn41_Y0HMdatvcr5z7LVkRCzZIlEL0ph-BHMyB0i8H9vrA/s1600-h/DSCN2443.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDzshAEAzvX3-m7w4zxm60tABxo-oCGF24LVyq1oGytroW7aS9ySmHp8Dngdw5wMrxRidUUC91fJVIwBZFndiEJHNArW_dsiNn41_Y0HMdatvcr5z7LVkRCzZIlEL0ph-BHMyB0i8H9vrA/s400/DSCN2443.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437424988699555458" border="0" /></a><br />So, there's her room for now. My next house project I think will be painting her room.<br /></div>Lindsay Pheneshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10392536555921065188noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1135394703014786240.post-10041549766168531252010-02-10T22:01:00.004-07:002010-02-10T22:26:26.367-07:00Boots 'n' Hair<div style="text-align: center;">A couple weeks ago we went to visit my friend Tiffany, to see her new baby boy and to let Haddie play with her daughter Kapree. It was SO nice being able to hang out, catch up, and have some adult conversation. Seeing as Haddie is very much a shoe-girl, she of course had to try on Kapree's boots. The two girls walked out wearing each others' shoes...it was too cute! I loved seeing Kapree's boots on Haddie so decided then and there that it was time to get some of her own.<br />So here's pictures of Haddie wearing her new boots the night we got them. She had to wear them out of the store...there was no negotiation haha! She loves them so much, she puts them on first thing in the morning and wears them most of the day. Even when we stay home all day, silly girl.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTOy3g91I7T5XrRHX6GEJeRgvuKkDJ0HeulY1xe8siu2CkrhajsZO1mcAJlKLpxxTipfJnpy-0uyWBh2PQ_Q9iWJ9XDSA4LBN7xztlrfw-SLbXPd_q35BHTP9TKI2whS8SwhXYOvN4xuqF/s1600-h/DSCN2457.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTOy3g91I7T5XrRHX6GEJeRgvuKkDJ0HeulY1xe8siu2CkrhajsZO1mcAJlKLpxxTipfJnpy-0uyWBh2PQ_Q9iWJ9XDSA4LBN7xztlrfw-SLbXPd_q35BHTP9TKI2whS8SwhXYOvN4xuqF/s400/DSCN2457.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436848100145656914" border="0" /></a><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkR4U21ngunn0HRyz3FiqxtUZgXbxaJUmn6lgbobtFUvHFVBJ2dBpqIWkkQXuSd3tQ2j81Ma8i-wrmnV5EsJMv3HbDjLaNSsb04NA-WvDhhLNzieenmWZ7vkpC4aSYkZGbjWqzTS6AylwS/s1600-h/DSCN2459.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkR4U21ngunn0HRyz3FiqxtUZgXbxaJUmn6lgbobtFUvHFVBJ2dBpqIWkkQXuSd3tQ2j81Ma8i-wrmnV5EsJMv3HbDjLaNSsb04NA-WvDhhLNzieenmWZ7vkpC4aSYkZGbjWqzTS6AylwS/s400/DSCN2459.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436848088162854642" border="0" /></a>Thanks, Tiff for inspiring her new favorite shoes and for also handing down some of Kapree's old ones - you're good to us!<br />Haddie's got pretty curly hair (passed down from my dad) so one day I put gel in it to really bring the curl to life. I thought it turned out <span style="font-weight: bold;">so</span> cute! Her favorite part was having a 'starry' in her hair :) I really like this outfit she's wearing too!<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqcCc-2nSKz0lyi6boikL25ujnUzADulxU68fRiSCtBieGd6nFRK0Qhd5RzyhMxaSRtwE8MFZHvZxVHuEwO8IHtQlBx9SxZaRiPiG9gB67-v1hdNk17wgLiESwp5KgabwEOpe_iTPQYkR_/s1600-h/DSCN2455.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqcCc-2nSKz0lyi6boikL25ujnUzADulxU68fRiSCtBieGd6nFRK0Qhd5RzyhMxaSRtwE8MFZHvZxVHuEwO8IHtQlBx9SxZaRiPiG9gB67-v1hdNk17wgLiESwp5KgabwEOpe_iTPQYkR_/s400/DSCN2455.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436846905416081682" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBz6VOBn4gHxoFar8W3G__X-a3h-yc52UL08xKNH14M5OBXPOIyC7TF7a9naPqpTywaDsK7b8Xv01pkirXAol32dXCfKdnn9MtZvmeBn4ilAWcyNzpg2zx47SV6n3xx45qoj2mWwZGFK5o/s1600-h/DSCN2453.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBz6VOBn4gHxoFar8W3G__X-a3h-yc52UL08xKNH14M5OBXPOIyC7TF7a9naPqpTywaDsK7b8Xv01pkirXAol32dXCfKdnn9MtZvmeBn4ilAWcyNzpg2zx47SV6n3xx45qoj2mWwZGFK5o/s400/DSCN2453.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436846895595632738" border="0" /></a>Her hair is just barely long enough to put it all in a pony now, with much help from hairspray. It makes her look so grown up!<br /><br />And I have to show off Scruffy's new shirt. What a handsome dog. He looks even better now with a haircut haha.<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh49byiSyoP-WsgFywLWduK6Fti6xQOOqJnqu_gof70k5invQMWRZCyb85kbEjVaWeh2OIHQbblIUOeOzg1_E1JCXaXEe6p86Z4-VbSsfCQjrhbBVxb4OeXYOJYBbSnv8dSCBcp5mYGgwdp/s1600-h/DSCN2467.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh49byiSyoP-WsgFywLWduK6Fti6xQOOqJnqu_gof70k5invQMWRZCyb85kbEjVaWeh2OIHQbblIUOeOzg1_E1JCXaXEe6p86Z4-VbSsfCQjrhbBVxb4OeXYOJYBbSnv8dSCBcp5mYGgwdp/s400/DSCN2467.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436848114637555554" border="0" /></a>Lindsay Pheneshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10392536555921065188noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1135394703014786240.post-8581444494696493112010-02-09T22:27:00.004-07:002010-02-10T22:27:35.546-07:00Super Secret Surprise!<div style="text-align: center;">This is the outside of the card I made that we sent to my family this week:<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfXga77FBI2Ulwm1VYsEtnoWtRgRpSsZHTnJKDO8zpUegI44ZcUK_1KHwkfhk6WZN5SgLKzBuS6_DH2an12z9O01OOZtMf-B-ITNps_F8-6I_LU7XtZgsaOLT1hP37ClTCd9u0mllE-4jd/s1600-h/DSCN2492.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfXga77FBI2Ulwm1VYsEtnoWtRgRpSsZHTnJKDO8zpUegI44ZcUK_1KHwkfhk6WZN5SgLKzBuS6_DH2an12z9O01OOZtMf-B-ITNps_F8-6I_LU7XtZgsaOLT1hP37ClTCd9u0mllE-4jd/s400/DSCN2492.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436482623226312162" border="0" /></a>I included a 4x6 print of this inside the card:<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh62xEOLpVCc4ZdxUcvb05X8t9kP_HrBBd6rf_YhN5cnHYOD7M-BA2BD2lasZyYZHN3yMBdogDa2y2G-ymtCTjsmaDPagwc6SSe5DKsp8ZYOGhhVdptzWBsT9_16X6o_tY2Yxtz6k4t1Hz7/s1600-h/DSCN2482.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh62xEOLpVCc4ZdxUcvb05X8t9kP_HrBBd6rf_YhN5cnHYOD7M-BA2BD2lasZyYZHN3yMBdogDa2y2G-ymtCTjsmaDPagwc6SSe5DKsp8ZYOGhhVdptzWBsT9_16X6o_tY2Yxtz6k4t1Hz7/s400/DSCN2482.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436496603113137858" border="0" /></a>And I wrote "Oops! We forgot that it's Valentine's Day. We must have baby on the brain because WE'RE PREGNANT! (Happy Valentine's Day, anyway!) "<br /><br />Hurray! As my niece Hollie so sweetly pointed out tonight, this is the best birthday present I could ever ask for! We've been thinking about getting pregnant for about a year now and over the last few months we've received a ton of 'gentle nudges' letting us know that our family is ready for another baby. My two nieces, Hollie (7) and Kami (3) have asked me repeatedly when I'm going to have another baby. My dear sister has been fueling that one LOL! Kami asked Kell tonight if she could hold the baby. Oh my, it's going to be a very long pregnancy for us all. My <span style="font-weight: bold;">mother-in-law</span> even asked me if hubby and I were 'sparkling in the bedroom' referring to Twilight's Edward (hubby thinks I'm in love with Edward so he teases me incessantly about it)! I blushed haha!<br /><br />So I'm just <span style="font-style: italic;">barely</span> pregnant - I only found out last week. So I'm about 5 weeks along with an estimated due date of October 13th. (No, it's NOT a Friday thank goodness lol) I don't know for sure what doctor I will be going to or what hospital I'll deliver at but I'm thinking hard about it :)<br /></div><br />So there's our surprise! We couldn't be more thrilled. Haddie already keeps patting my belly and wanting to kiss baby good night. We've already kind of decided on a girls' name but we'll have to see!<br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Happy Early Birthday To Me!</span><br /></div></div>Lindsay Pheneshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10392536555921065188noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1135394703014786240.post-80066103110645765182010-02-09T12:58:00.003-07:002010-02-09T13:08:26.876-07:00Computers are Dumb<div style="text-align: center;">I've been away forever, it seems. Right after Christmas our computer started dying on us. It's still dead, in fact. Long story short, our computer's still under warranty so we've had them replace the hard drive and motherboard although the motherboard wouldn't fix the problem so we're still waiting on that...who knows what'll happen. It could be another week or 3 months til it's fixed. Who knows - I am extremely unhappy with the situation, especially with HP's customer service along with that of the warranty company. And the technician they sent to fix it. I'm unhappy all the way around. Ugh!<br />Anyway, My FANTASTIC, wonderful, amazing, sweet Daddy is letting us borrow one of his laptops until our desktop is up and running again. I don't care what any of you think - <span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" >I</span> <span style="font-size:100%;">have the best Dad in the entire world. :) <br />So now that I have computer access again I intend to get caught up on my blog. So be prepared for posting-overload. I've got Christmas stuff, crafts, Valentine's Day stuff, </span>a very special secret post (got ya interested now, huh!), upcoming plans and since my birthday is on Thursday, probably some birthday stuff. So stay tuned :)<br /></div>Lindsay Pheneshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10392536555921065188noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1135394703014786240.post-47669506427277139982009-12-17T01:39:00.008-07:002009-12-17T11:47:14.246-07:00Sewing is Finished!<div style="text-align: center;"> <span style="font-weight: bold;">Whew!</span><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">I have spent so many hours with my sewing machine over the last month. It's a love-hate relationship right about now - But Christmas gifts are completely finished (other than a small handful of things still left to buy) and I am feeling extremely accomplished. I wish I could share all of my projects right now, but my family reads my blog :)<br /><br />This one didn't require sewing, but I made it yesterday. It is a hair bow holder for my niece Kami.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpS9FimMts0snbtykvxzxiD0vzO-Tb3Sb1dyRl_tMJrGnc_omuzhMZsqz_C39zHdCQRNocFtIITKg7otqe8fSoBVWMnwj7CwlINooc7J3cwVMOvE4Y4s1i8MugC_Mf9pcRiapb1nHsFrQV/s1600-h/005.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpS9FimMts0snbtykvxzxiD0vzO-Tb3Sb1dyRl_tMJrGnc_omuzhMZsqz_C39zHdCQRNocFtIITKg7otqe8fSoBVWMnwj7CwlINooc7J3cwVMOvE4Y4s1i8MugC_Mf9pcRiapb1nHsFrQV/s400/005.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416123013671491074" border="0" /></a>It was even easier to make than I thought it would be. It is just an old picture frame I picked up from the thrift store. I spray-painted it black and trashed the original picture. Trust me, it was um, pretty (Haha)! Then I cut lengths of ribbon about 2 inches longer than the height of my frame. I then used my glue gun to glue the ribbon onto the frame. I didn't measure for my spacing - I decided to just wing it. I'm totally thrilled with how it turned out! If you look close at the flower ribbon, each petal is a <span style="font-style: italic;">flip-flop!!</span> How stinkin cute is <span style="font-weight: bold;">that?</span><br /><br />So here is another purse - the outside fabric I got from an estate sale for $1. I liked the vintage look of it!<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoxgsnu-V87wljHy-HUHs2L2EJhL1qvpoHtvkUaflhYYznMBjy1fqxI_KKZj3pVSSY55-84ozd-PUrhcgQkRxSOfpjNmTWiiriUoy13sirx0uO7RhpXSL2lRt-c1PZTur4QMWP4y836CB5/s1600-h/009.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoxgsnu-V87wljHy-HUHs2L2EJhL1qvpoHtvkUaflhYYznMBjy1fqxI_KKZj3pVSSY55-84ozd-PUrhcgQkRxSOfpjNmTWiiriUoy13sirx0uO7RhpXSL2lRt-c1PZTur4QMWP4y836CB5/s400/009.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416122344882602946" border="0" /></a>I bought a purse from the thrift store just because I wanted to take the magnetic snap out of it and re-use it. So as I was taking apart the purse, I decided that I really liked the shape of it - especially because it had a flat bottom. (The others I've made don't) So I completely dismantled it and have reused it numerous times now as a pattern! Here is the first one I've made from my new 'pattern' The inside fabric is cloth napkins that were a wedding gift - I don't do cloth napkins so I repurposed them :)<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIcLwv2qVmIpqcsQ_X-htq-5tOQpDGLIYS6Pp-q13w-zBKRETCbGdwPwufl-JuO8hSLeCp0DW_H9PTz2woGLQFH465Ef1Dgnh6cXUCVz0SBaiIcL4gyZB_y15mC-EUBOFk4w5q85Yqn4f6/s1600-h/043.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIcLwv2qVmIpqcsQ_X-htq-5tOQpDGLIYS6Pp-q13w-zBKRETCbGdwPwufl-JuO8hSLeCp0DW_H9PTz2woGLQFH465Ef1Dgnh6cXUCVz0SBaiIcL4gyZB_y15mC-EUBOFk4w5q85Yqn4f6/s400/043.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416124763465773282" border="0" /></a>The other night my niece Hollie brought me a card and letter she'd made me. The letter was apparently her Christmas list for me. It said, "Dear Sissy.....I want for Christmas a handmade purse and Taylor Swift CD." She's seen a couple purses I've made so I assume that's where she came up with it (and she knows I like Taylor Swift). How can I not fulfill that cute girl's wish?! So I had to make her a purse :)<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRPMCjWxWP9yp3aJcHX4ajGV-BF6duFN2URKB3liU1W9h0j6X_e1ZIuJ8kbhbpCUJ6Gf4p_A7M7NVcEuGBwGLw-7JVJUG_SXNiBy1lw3D1AC7iBn1O3oZayrDkfkxbrZEC78iHtl9FZAk0/s1600-h/001.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRPMCjWxWP9yp3aJcHX4ajGV-BF6duFN2URKB3liU1W9h0j6X_e1ZIuJ8kbhbpCUJ6Gf4p_A7M7NVcEuGBwGLw-7JVJUG_SXNiBy1lw3D1AC7iBn1O3oZayrDkfkxbrZEC78iHtl9FZAk0/s400/001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416123005213627938" border="0" /></a>I totally had to save the best for last.<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Oh my crap!</span> I wanted to make a purse for myself using my new 'pattern' so I found some fabric I liked and made this!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4ZJHr35bFkyGTkDFfAFQAM5XdOjqN8YyUuLu7TvLcVs_xetmUoA0KRCOjDCaxcoznls19JDqhiRXYdqQVKwHK99Mk_Fth8dcG7HeWrtUwWP8FINCv1t9dUVacmbKUDAwBoEKUquNMitxJ/s1600-h/008.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4ZJHr35bFkyGTkDFfAFQAM5XdOjqN8YyUuLu7TvLcVs_xetmUoA0KRCOjDCaxcoznls19JDqhiRXYdqQVKwHK99Mk_Fth8dcG7HeWrtUwWP8FINCv1t9dUVacmbKUDAwBoEKUquNMitxJ/s400/008.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416123019026672978" border="0" /></a>Can I just say it again? <span style="font-weight: bold;">Oh my crap!</span> I love it! I'll be honest, I squealed after I sewed the ribbon onto the outside. How stinking cute is this?! I am totally in love. <span style="font-style: italic;">Love, love love!</span> I'm so glad I hadn't picked this fabric for a gift, cause I'm here to tell ya - someone would be without a gift! No joke. :)<br /></div>Lindsay Pheneshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10392536555921065188noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1135394703014786240.post-34510664106810095732009-12-12T22:41:00.009-07:002009-12-13T00:12:17.856-07:00Haddie's 2nd Birthday<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDoYYEGFfqSGYNssKGiUq0msB95skkH-vYNabaD6LFc_6B6hVvYIY_3UPxVzRo1r_b0T8dv5QUU19PLu81vlC6Pf5PXUmjZd-IizywE7a6mcpS5gDoCuHTwvoNOSUcZj3FYReFx4WS6d_l/s1600-h/006.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDoYYEGFfqSGYNssKGiUq0msB95skkH-vYNabaD6LFc_6B6hVvYIY_3UPxVzRo1r_b0T8dv5QUU19PLu81vlC6Pf5PXUmjZd-IizywE7a6mcpS5gDoCuHTwvoNOSUcZj3FYReFx4WS6d_l/s400/006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414601467286152450" border="0" /></a>My little girl turned 2 today, can you believe it?! My goodness, how quickly time has passed. My sweet baby isn't a baby anymore! I remember everything about her being born - she should still be tiny!<br />She had such a fun birthday! She walked around all day singing "Happy Birthday.....................TO YOU!" She even said Happy Birthday Momma at one point, until I could convince her that it was HADDIE'S birthday, not Momma's.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPl-4deqOhKMo6xFHDwyg9fC1xWg4kELhBDFGtw4wAm8sBJEFtoTOIGXUpwhMU9P9Uv8iUkUHSqra4DMDL-TD00lITBH4XSEfmHN0IWu1Ten8r4UJ1bFAIKAgRmtWBpXMNrlGVOs2-jKJf/s1600-h/059.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPl-4deqOhKMo6xFHDwyg9fC1xWg4kELhBDFGtw4wAm8sBJEFtoTOIGXUpwhMU9P9Uv8iUkUHSqra4DMDL-TD00lITBH4XSEfmHN0IWu1Ten8r4UJ1bFAIKAgRmtWBpXMNrlGVOs2-jKJf/s400/059.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414592975701017922" border="0" /></a>She looks so interested in her Elmo card from Grandma Leslie! You'd almost think she could read it :)<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7ydD5oD5GNkGyJ5GtCXvp8Nl0PzrAZqhcJgskqDAHvud1DiKek7VAA65pl165-EsbD47pP_RXwF3aOAub8H6Kx0iptcJVJcPTcVHs_-85xfsl2ZguRnjNILE25-c8hAsuS31fEd4bnY9Z/s1600-h/074.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7ydD5oD5GNkGyJ5GtCXvp8Nl0PzrAZqhcJgskqDAHvud1DiKek7VAA65pl165-EsbD47pP_RXwF3aOAub8H6Kx0iptcJVJcPTcVHs_-85xfsl2ZguRnjNILE25-c8hAsuS31fEd4bnY9Z/s400/074.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414592967047543138" border="0" /></a>Oh how we love Dora in our house. Grandma Ronda gave her a Boots stuffed animal - it goes right along with the Dora one that her Great Grandma Phenes gave her.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqrBq94uKBxgd5z41Jbj7Fj7F43kNQFptZq6TGMr8eyTgrlUFdOsgXwCKITG_A0KxwQXbcsbn7277__7E5UNI2CivIWKGUYKPqRjlTz3-4aCs9Tv39k0andMYpBYDivpIyzLYEGh9b_b6s/s1600-h/061.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqrBq94uKBxgd5z41Jbj7Fj7F43kNQFptZq6TGMr8eyTgrlUFdOsgXwCKITG_A0KxwQXbcsbn7277__7E5UNI2CivIWKGUYKPqRjlTz3-4aCs9Tv39k0andMYpBYDivpIyzLYEGh9b_b6s/s400/061.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414592958417579138" border="0" /></a>Grandma Leslie's puppy Gus provided her birthday cake. Cousin Kambri insisted on Gus bringing HER a Dora birthday cake for her birthday, so apparently that's a new tradition.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcdA8ILFNFVWNNE21MuvWW6WpEzLgr5vtcTczNRCkMaQVq5iVDd4PtH0SoCbeAl756Pzxc3G-b_USrwbIgF8DS-cE0i7bj_lPhyphenhyphen0qE8Bunh9snCbOUigduRC53uFwRmPfiWFzadbmCioxh/s1600-h/088.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcdA8ILFNFVWNNE21MuvWW6WpEzLgr5vtcTczNRCkMaQVq5iVDd4PtH0SoCbeAl756Pzxc3G-b_USrwbIgF8DS-cE0i7bj_lPhyphenhyphen0qE8Bunh9snCbOUigduRC53uFwRmPfiWFzadbmCioxh/s400/088.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414596388937652370" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqnQ41CQaZGgakojjQZPwvuszSBvjv3sI3gHV0pSzfG52B7KEml-mq1-9m15Q_ZjGDqphotFdcuMVoOXHGEvlFgYsMpHxVwrjM69IN2WTKOpeb9rrTkZOFUAMoeg5T8k2qXuYBUq2ibU2-/s1600-h/089.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqnQ41CQaZGgakojjQZPwvuszSBvjv3sI3gHV0pSzfG52B7KEml-mq1-9m15Q_ZjGDqphotFdcuMVoOXHGEvlFgYsMpHxVwrjM69IN2WTKOpeb9rrTkZOFUAMoeg5T8k2qXuYBUq2ibU2-/s400/089.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414596396678655586" border="0" /></a>Oh, my. Did I mention we love Dora? Holy stinking cow! 4 books, 3 stuffed animals, flashlight, PJs, 2 washcloths, hooded towel AND her talking Backpack. Plus there's more under the tree for Christmas! Nuts, I tell you.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-CGc-RXcf0rQbPHv4X2lis_veblylPqTwgDvkKmJKTB_WZXY96ASKqB9bbfNf76oyJ2H5KQCw4YU9CqFkbuJ4T2RrUwYv5RLqcXweUfavH8jMZhmTXUMla-8zGg4pR8vEvMMGKgoLcJwB/s1600-h/102.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-CGc-RXcf0rQbPHv4X2lis_veblylPqTwgDvkKmJKTB_WZXY96ASKqB9bbfNf76oyJ2H5KQCw4YU9CqFkbuJ4T2RrUwYv5RLqcXweUfavH8jMZhmTXUMla-8zGg4pR8vEvMMGKgoLcJwB/s400/102.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414596414423772370" border="0" /></a>This video is from this morning. It's kinda long, but totally cute! She likes to repeat Backpack from Dora when he says "Yum, yum, yum, yum, yum. Delicioso!" If ya listen you can hear her trying to say it. Silly, silly girl :)<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwKNMmlFrJIBwyzOlFQsDnMDKr29QR3I7GXl1g0wkImv9iWZEzOHrtkihSl_lGmNZcOgni7lEhEIjXewy8GdS1fD1vdjLqpUVyC-Vy_U6geeHjqMNwCrWXQGk0G-V9QzVzCCzshGgC0FaG/s1600-h/105.JPG"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dz9qOQ6ZspZm15qrxQR6aY_IM24pbWTZZNNDJ_owLd9aibpEx0X0tHNnOesjVtUxBg2ET1-A_b3QOmUvhazLg' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></a><br />Grandma Leslie decided to show Haddie what her Riding Inchworm does. I got a video of it, too. Oh, how I love my cute, silly momma! Haddie got mad and took her toy from Grandma - She wasn't interested in it until someone else was.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtRFY7qtthuODXIPHM9mguDGejCsYrGAQ4jGhEXmFhw6NXq3H_0UJPoDtyFAKfD6V_9Ut-uX7XFDU9C13gmVXe3NuKxGyb8JJe7lWODhiD-Mo5GFIxpLWu8gW_M2vaUR1u4ZyJVbox5QGd/s1600-h/098.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtRFY7qtthuODXIPHM9mguDGejCsYrGAQ4jGhEXmFhw6NXq3H_0UJPoDtyFAKfD6V_9Ut-uX7XFDU9C13gmVXe3NuKxGyb8JJe7lWODhiD-Mo5GFIxpLWu8gW_M2vaUR1u4ZyJVbox5QGd/s400/098.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414596405404547602" border="0" /></a>Haddie's Uncle Shaun had to miss her party because he works for the city and had to plow roads tonight. We were sad he couldn't be with us, but he did stop by to tell her Happy Birthday. He came in his big old plow truck with all the lights running. Haddie loved seeing his truck!! We have seen him drive down our road a few times since then and each time she runs to the window and says "Shaun! Shaun, come back!" She loves her Uncle Shaun so very much! They are buddies. Thank you, Shaun, for making her birthday that much more special! You are so good to her.<br />Haddie felt it necessesary to hit a milestone tonight. After the party I got her into bed - a crib, mind you - and started picking up the house. The next thing I know, she is standing at my side asking me to rock her. I guess we're done with a crib, eh?<br />So right this minute she is laying in her ladybug tent (another birthday present) with her daddy. They are reading books and Mark keeps threatening to put her back in bed if she doesn't quit playing around. Haha...Oh what fun!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwKNMmlFrJIBwyzOlFQsDnMDKr29QR3I7GXl1g0wkImv9iWZEzOHrtkihSl_lGmNZcOgni7lEhEIjXewy8GdS1fD1vdjLqpUVyC-Vy_U6geeHjqMNwCrWXQGk0G-V9QzVzCCzshGgC0FaG/s1600-h/105.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwKNMmlFrJIBwyzOlFQsDnMDKr29QR3I7GXl1g0wkImv9iWZEzOHrtkihSl_lGmNZcOgni7lEhEIjXewy8GdS1fD1vdjLqpUVyC-Vy_U6geeHjqMNwCrWXQGk0G-V9QzVzCCzshGgC0FaG/s400/105.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414604097464858706" border="0" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Happy Birthday, my beautiful Hadley. Your Mommy loves you so very much, and I am so grateful I was blessed with such an amazing daughter. You and Daddy are my life - I wouldn't trade you for anything!<br /></div>Lindsay Pheneshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10392536555921065188noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1135394703014786240.post-24363196706705200982009-12-07T19:50:00.002-07:002009-12-07T20:00:18.550-07:00Visiting Santa<div style="text-align: center;">On Saturday, we took Haddie to Box Elder Credit Union to go see Santa. We figured she would be scared and probably even cry. She acted a little bit shy but no tears! I was so proud of her, she did great! After her picture, while still on his lap, Santa asked her what she would like him to bring her for Christmas. Right then she glimpsed Dad and said 'My Daddy!' in the cutest little voice and reached for Mark. It made Santa laugh and he said 'Oh, I like to hear her say it like that!'<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhU2bUTCLAEJs4oqqzncwp5_Tp2HMKq1z8T2Ner9ZI2NdbcAAcGzZyTLooul10xF47ikELtWh9MSyTyTWq82fPZCzk_gFtYN4tXIokhujXVjlyIxu-bNmZ6uNHnrkzoesQTwQTahYY2MiPd/s1600-h/Phenes.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 286px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhU2bUTCLAEJs4oqqzncwp5_Tp2HMKq1z8T2Ner9ZI2NdbcAAcGzZyTLooul10xF47ikELtWh9MSyTyTWq82fPZCzk_gFtYN4tXIokhujXVjlyIxu-bNmZ6uNHnrkzoesQTwQTahYY2MiPd/s400/Phenes.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412692826101877618" border="0" /></a>So that's year #3 that she's done well for Santa! (Although her first visit, she was only a week old so I suppose that doesn't count!) Hopefully she'll keep this up - I'd rather have happy, not crying, Santa pictures :)<br /></div>Lindsay Pheneshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10392536555921065188noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1135394703014786240.post-7156095174603068562009-12-05T16:39:00.005-07:002010-04-03T19:28:18.995-06:00Little Girl Tutus<div style="text-align: center;">Here is a project I finished today. I made a tutu for Haddie for Halloween but she wouldn't wear it - little stinker. But my sister wanted tutus for her 2 girls so I told her rather than teach her, I wanted to make them for Christmas for them.<br />This is Kambri's:<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1SGMHC7AvBWj0cFpAuv3-jvAp_I8958zeEWt7X2aaTf4c_bUyJYhW2rKgKQ_kbabG1v-4EtgNI81mliV60lAsiq7WKCVwvg0BcPL5FTyqOCYN94LTZ3X8F00Gu2PVBkuGDlZtmzrKtYi9/s1600-h/003.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1SGMHC7AvBWj0cFpAuv3-jvAp_I8958zeEWt7X2aaTf4c_bUyJYhW2rKgKQ_kbabG1v-4EtgNI81mliV60lAsiq7WKCVwvg0BcPL5FTyqOCYN94LTZ3X8F00Gu2PVBkuGDlZtmzrKtYi9/s400/003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411901140167843938" border="0" /></a>And this is Hollie's:<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivRJEFGagIU7zfGMxfAtmF7ByoE3mXUlsEJS6UvfxCio3p8xvcnykJPk8dmXX_qWicfzddbullWB9cVPfEKr49QkPHCuLUiteh1GDqH1EZSH4jsrtVQQgmBx8e07BN7q52IhBqK7IquO-_/s1600-h/008.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivRJEFGagIU7zfGMxfAtmF7ByoE3mXUlsEJS6UvfxCio3p8xvcnykJPk8dmXX_qWicfzddbullWB9cVPfEKr49QkPHCuLUiteh1GDqH1EZSH4jsrtVQQgmBx8e07BN7q52IhBqK7IquO-_/s400/008.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411901148635769330" border="0" /></a>I had to borrow little one's bear as a model, as she wouldn't cooperate to model herself.<br />I had seen a tutorial somewhere online but kinda overlooked it. Til my wonderful friend Tiffany told me I HAD to make one because they're cheap and easy. So we decided to get together one day to do them. One day turned into a week, then my whole family got sick so that turned into a month. Well, I wanted Haddie to have it for Halloween so I finally had to just get the info from her. Here are two tutorial links she sent me:<br /><br /><a href="http://studio5.ksl.com/index.php?nid=58&sid=5084744"></a><a href="http://seejanescrapbook.blogspot.com/2008/10/halloween-tutu-how-to.html">See Jane Scrapbook Halloween Tutu</a><br /></div><a href="http://studio5.ksl.com/index.php?nid=58&sid=5084744"><br /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://studio5.ksl.com/index.php?nid=58&sid=5084744">KSL Studio 5 Tutorial</a><br /><br />I mostly used the Studio 5 one. It was more detailed and easier to follow. Plus the lady gave you variations on doing them, which I loved!<br />The best way to tie the tulle on is with a slip knot instead of a regular knot, just FYI. It is much quicker and it covers the elastic waistband a little better.<br />2 more Christmas presents <span style="font-weight: bold;">DONE!</span><br /></div>Lindsay Pheneshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10392536555921065188noreply@blogger.com1