<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361986704053877378</id><updated>2012-01-14T15:56:05.860-08:00</updated><category term='Photos'/><category term='Videos'/><category term='Textiles'/><category term='Cooking'/><category term='news'/><title type='text'>.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sewlong.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361986704053877378/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sewlong.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361986704053877378/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16690446249755257545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ul798kt5ZCo/TxIWCswE86I/AAAAAAAABNM/NhrzlFJbuBA/s220/market.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>207</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361986704053877378.post-1150363860409424370</id><published>2011-04-02T23:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T00:09:39.781-07:00</updated><title type='text'>1 year ago...</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Z2oTrdiaHUw/TZgTEqoWyKI/AAAAAAAABMw/8YS5wLs-l3M/s400/IMG_3836.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591239908264429730" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Sweet Sadie baby is 1 year old today.  I almost can't believe how fast this last year went.  It's been 6 months since I've posted on this blog and haven't really had the time to keep up with it, but wanted to tonight so I could write my 2nd "milestone letter" to Sadie and am not organized enough to put it on paper in the baby book yet.  &lt;div&gt;In the last 6 months, we've had so many firsts- Halloween, Thanksgiving, Christmas, New Year's, Valentine's Day and now finally Sadie's 1st birthday.  We did our best to not go overboard, especially since people point out that she won't remember it anyway.  But her firsts are also firsts for us, so I want to make them special for us all.  We had a little BBQ birthday party with her today.  I made too many cupcakes ;)  and I made Sadie her own little smash cake to eat.  She ate/smashed it all.  It was cute and funny.  She partied hard as you can see in this picture. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1f5NwTSe-w0/TZgUt0jweVI/AAAAAAAABM4/nRi63_NB7us/s400/IMG_3818.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591241714815760722" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dear Sadie,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You are 1 today.  You are a smart, precocious and funny little girl.  You love books.  I love that you love books.  Your daddy and I read many books to you everyday.  You point at the pictures and lift the flaps and turn the pages.  You love to eat.  You love to feed yourself with a spoon or with your fingers.  Sometimes that gets very very messy.  Just yesterday you dumped a half cup of squash on your head.  You still love your green foods.  Green beans, spinach, peas- always a hit.  You even eat meat too.  You love cheesy eggs and your daddy cooks you one almost every morning.  You have had chicken and turkey too.  You definitely have a sweet tooth, and we let you have small tastes of the sweet things that we eat, because we love you and so we are willing to share.  And good thing we are, because when you want to eat something- oh boy, watch out. You have been known to swipe a whole slice of pizza off our plates if we aren't watching close enough.  You love to dance.  You love music and shaking your little booty to the beat.  When you hear a song you smile and you dance.  You are standing up all by yourself now.  You've been able to do it since you were 10+ months old, but just recently you are getting more brave about it. You took your first steps about a month ago, but last night you walked more all by yourself without us getting you started.  I bet it will be just days before you're running all over the place. You can say lots of different words but you definitely know these- Dada, mama, dog, duck, ball, bird.  If you hear a dog bark or see a picture of a dog, you'll say "dog".  Maybe someday we will have to get you a dog since you love them so much already.  You are sleeping much much better now, which makes your daddy and I very happy. Sometimes you still wake up at night, but most of the time you sleep from bedtime all the way until morning. You have two top teeth and 4 teeth on the bottom!  You give hugs, you wave bye-bye and you blow kisses at your daddy when it is time to go night night.  You are a very loving girl and enjoy playing with other kids, especially your cousin Haven and your friend Jude, who are the two you see the most often. You are very social and will laugh and smile at all the people who talk to you while out and about.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You are still and always will be my sweet baby, but now you are growing into a beautiful little girl.  You fit perfectly into our little family and I am so proud to be your mama.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy first birthday Sadie B.  Your first year was filled with love and health and fun and many happy memories.  I wish you many many many more to come.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love you forever and always,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mommy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-10hfp63eYQg/TZgcz9meAfI/AAAAAAAABNA/2KPOoG6HPOk/s400/IMG_3646.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591250616415289842" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361986704053877378-1150363860409424370?l=sewlong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sewlong.blogspot.com/feeds/1150363860409424370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361986704053877378&amp;postID=1150363860409424370&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361986704053877378/posts/default/1150363860409424370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361986704053877378/posts/default/1150363860409424370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sewlong.blogspot.com/2011/04/1-year-ago.html' title='1 year ago...'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16690446249755257545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ul798kt5ZCo/TxIWCswE86I/AAAAAAAABNM/NhrzlFJbuBA/s220/market.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Z2oTrdiaHUw/TZgTEqoWyKI/AAAAAAAABMw/8YS5wLs-l3M/s72-c/IMG_3836.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361986704053877378.post-7310493691157730114</id><published>2010-10-02T22:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-02T23:39:39.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'>6 month Wrap-up</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After almost 6 months of maternity leave and 2 5-week long trips to Illinois to hang with family, I have crossed over and become a working mom.  It was a big adjustment to resume the life I'd led before Sadie entered my world and then again, it wasn't.  The night before my first day back, I slept only a handful of hours.  Sadie woke up constantly, and I woke up constantly.  My anxiety about being away from my girl longer than ever before must have rattled us both.  But no matter what, that morning came.  And after loads of advice and planning to Caleb and lots of kisses, I got in the car and drove to work.  I walked in the door to hellos and welcome backs and was it hard to leaves? and with tears in my eyes, said yes and thanks and that was that.  And Caleb fed her green beans at 10am, which was not in our plan (at all), but that was okay too, because the torch had been passed and he was in charge now.  I think that was the hardest part of it, the relinquishing control... the knowing that things would happen that I would not be there for... that I didn't get to spend every moment with her, leading her through this world and experiencing it again through her eyes.  But I do get to do that, just lunch hours, nights and weekends.  The work part wasn't hard, it was like riding a bike.  I've had that job for 5 years, it was a part of who I was and so it was not difficult to reestablish as a part of who I am.  I am glad that I didn't have to start a new job, because that would have been REALLY hard.  And I've been busy with lots of casting and shows and projects and movies and so the days go pretty fast.  And I've had some run ins with some big celebs on set.  I do like my job, but I'm not going to lie- I wish it was more balanced.  Maybe someday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I still can't believe how fast time is going.  My girl is 6 months old today.  I used my mad cake decorating skills (I took a class while I was home in Illinois, note- not really that great of skills, but I'm trying haha) to make her a 1/2 birthday cake.  CB's in Europe on tour again, and my mom is coming tomorrow to visit.  I have no idea what to have us be for Halloween and the holidays seem to be practically upon us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/TKgdSc0DXbI/AAAAAAAABMY/WpXcc5GtUxA/s320/sadie+half+bday.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523697145779281330" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I thought it might be nice to write a little letter to Sadie on her milestone birthdays and put them in her baby book to read when she's older, so she can see what she was into and doing, etc.  I don't have pen and paper readily handy and this day is almost over, so I'm sticking this one on here, that way I can transpose it later.  Warning, it will probably be cheesy.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dear Sadie,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today you are 6 months old.  Your Daddy and I love you so very much and are so glad that you are a part of our family.  You make my heart smile just by looking at you.  You are very smart and very strong.  You can sit by yourself, you scoot (almost crawling) all around a room, oftentimes backwards, you drink out of a cup, you roll both directions.  You've always liked to stand and are starting to pull yourself up, when there is something to grab on to.  You like going to the park to swing and to play in the sand. You are eating solids and always want to hold the spoon yourself.  You've eaten rice cereal, carrots, green beans, peas and bananas.  I think your favorite is green beans, but bananas are a close second.  You are not as fond of carrots.  You love taking baths and you will kick your feet and splash your hands.  You like to chew on your rubber ducky.  You like to chew on most things actually.  Probably because you have 2 teeth already.  You love music, listening to and dancing with, singing, playing the tambourine with daddy (*video below).  We call you Sadie B, Princess of the Flowers, Sadie Potatie (your cousin Stella came up with that).  You are a happy baby and are full of smiles and giggles.  People constantly stop us while we're out and comment on how beautiful you are and your eyes, especially, and you always have a smile for them.  You are very photogenic, which is good, because we take lots of pictures.  You love your kitties, especially grabbing their ears, or a fistful of fur.  So far, they like you too and tolerate quite well this occasional tug. You sometimes put up a fight when you're sleepy and you still wake me up every couple hours all night long, but we're going to work on that.  You are very loved by so many people.  You are a very special little girl and I'm so glad that I am your mom.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love you forever and always.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~Mommy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(wow, I've never signed anything Mommy before... weird!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's the video of Sadie playing the tambourine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-cbf955af407e57e5" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v8.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dcbf955af407e57e5%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329915822%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4E6EEB65F891F4FC31E4EB17AD4B623921E47975.6E362BA4AD2BB1BEF54B3F78830584FF6F27CF62%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dcbf955af407e57e5%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DC8YxMmyKF6bB8Hg0TyfVCMizfHg&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v8.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dcbf955af407e57e5%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329915822%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4E6EEB65F891F4FC31E4EB17AD4B623921E47975.6E362BA4AD2BB1BEF54B3F78830584FF6F27CF62%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dcbf955af407e57e5%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DC8YxMmyKF6bB8Hg0TyfVCMizfHg&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361986704053877378-7310493691157730114?l=sewlong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sewlong.blogspot.com/feeds/7310493691157730114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361986704053877378&amp;postID=7310493691157730114&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361986704053877378/posts/default/7310493691157730114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361986704053877378/posts/default/7310493691157730114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sewlong.blogspot.com/2010/10/6-month-wrap-up.html' title='6 month Wrap-up'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16690446249755257545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ul798kt5ZCo/TxIWCswE86I/AAAAAAAABNM/NhrzlFJbuBA/s220/market.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/TKgdSc0DXbI/AAAAAAAABMY/WpXcc5GtUxA/s72-c/sadie+half+bday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361986704053877378.post-3997328419407831189</id><published>2010-07-12T23:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T00:20:13.348-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sadie lady</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Today was an awesome day.  The 3 of us went down to the get some free stuff from his record label's clothing store and it's about an hour drive.  Sadie slept all the way there, and slept all the way back.  The girl that hates her car seat at times- was an absolute joy to travel with!  We started thinking road trips... probably we'll just do the plane ride to Illinois and the short car rides involved with that and call it a day. haha  No need to press our luck.Anyway, so we had time to sing in the car and talk and laugh and act a little like our former selves and it was great.  And the label was pretty generous and I was able to get some jeans called Sadie lady skinny jeans.  And they fit amazing (obviously still a size larger than before, but I'll take it for now) and are a color I don't have in my post pregnancy closet yet.&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We're almost all settled into our new place... just in time to leave again. haha  We're heading back to visit family again and then CB will be starting a new tour in a couple weeks.  This one will be a challenge because I'll actually have some time in LA on my own with the babe for the first time... and he'll be out for my birthday this year.  He's been around for my last 12 birthdays and I'm a sap and can't imagine not having him there, but it'll be fine and go quick and soon enough he'll be home, right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And a quick update on my own little Sadie lady:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She turned 3 months old a week and a half ago.  She's overall a happy baby, but as I mentioned before definitely hates the car seat sometimes.  She's laughing a lot now- especially if you lift her up over your head.  She has also rolled over several times.  The first time was last week on July 6th (date for me to remember to add to baby book later) and that day she rolled belly to back 4 or 5 times in a row.  Then I got out the computer to video it and she started watching herself on the screen and no more rolling.  Today she rolled again a few times for the first time in a week.  I finally got her rolling over on video, but it was only in like 3 steps and not at all smooth like she was doing, so I won't post it (3 steps took like 45 seconds for the whole roll! haha).   She's nowhere close to rolling back to belly, but I figure that seems like the harder one, so no worries there.  She likes to take baths and she'll kick her feet in the water.  She doesn't like getting dressed after the bath at all and will almost always scream and cry until she's totally dressed and in your arms.  We are trying out a "flexible" schedule routine, which basically means:  Wake and eat, play time, nap time.  This is definitely easier to do at home when I can drop everything and feed her, but we do our best and I watch her cues and go with the flow.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I still look at her and think sometimes- Wow, you are really real.  And you are mine.  The connection I feel to this little girl is so intense and so real and so surreal, it catches me off guard all the time.  If you haven't tried this motherhood thing yet, I highly recommend it... but just be ready to be blown away (or maybe it's just me).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I took some pics of Sadie on the day she turned 3 months old.  She was giving a lot of love to the camera that time- very cooperative.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/TDwQusceXFI/AAAAAAAABLw/KNY1bQp5V6E/s320/IMG_1528.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493284039875779666" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sadie on the 4th of July- She was going through a "squealy" talking phase.  That's the face she's making- "aaaah"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/TDwQvHvktcI/AAAAAAAABL4/nCuvAvmN2jI/s320/IMG_1624.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493284047203644866" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our little fam. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; (I think it's hilarious that we're all doing "big eyes")&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/TDwRCPmPAwI/AAAAAAAABMI/8h2LrmEh78E/s320/Photo+on+2010-07-08+at+20.19+%235.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493284375729472258" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's late and I'm too tired to re-read this and see if it makes sense... Hope so!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361986704053877378-3997328419407831189?l=sewlong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sewlong.blogspot.com/feeds/3997328419407831189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361986704053877378&amp;postID=3997328419407831189&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361986704053877378/posts/default/3997328419407831189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361986704053877378/posts/default/3997328419407831189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sewlong.blogspot.com/2010/07/sadie-lady.html' title='Sadie lady'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16690446249755257545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ul798kt5ZCo/TxIWCswE86I/AAAAAAAABNM/NhrzlFJbuBA/s220/market.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/TDwQusceXFI/AAAAAAAABLw/KNY1bQp5V6E/s72-c/IMG_1528.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361986704053877378.post-9111617842775255327</id><published>2010-06-17T10:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-17T11:10:38.997-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Milestones</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Lots of changes going on over here...&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sadie is growing growing growing!  She's grown more than 5 lbs since we left the hospital.  We had her 2 (and 1/2) month checkup on Monday and she is now 11 lbs 4 oz.  and 23.5" long.  She is in the 76th percentile for length and the 45th percentile for weight.  If you compare her weight to other girls her age that are also her height, she's in the 5th percentile.  She is our little skinny minnie I guess.  But she's growing really steadily (about an ounce a day!) so I'm thinking the height part is just a fluke.  I mean, how did CB and I produce a tall baby ? haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The other change is really great... but also bittersweet in a way.  The pediatrician said that we can turn back in the apnea monitor that she's worn every night since we got home from the hospital.  At first the monitor was a source of frustration for us.  Sadie doesn't have sleep apnea (thank goodness!) but she was born with laryngomalacia, meaning the cartilage in her neck/throat/larynx area was immature and too soft.  When she'd cry really hard, the cartilage would collapse and she wouldn't be able to get a breath in, causing her to turn dusky blue in the hospital.  So in order for the hospital to discharge her, they required that we go home with this apnea monitor (and the guy was really really late delivering it, which is why we didn't get home until midnight!).  So anyway, the doctors told us that she would just eventually grow out of this as her cartilage grew stronger, probably by the time she was 18 months. So the monitor was frustrating because it was set to go off if she didn't take a breath for 20 seconds, or if her heart rate was to go down past 70 bpm, and we knew that neither of those were her problem.  Because she was small (6 lbs 5 oz) when we left the hospital, we had to use these sticky electrodes for the first month, which would become unstuck and cause false alarms (and really really loud too) off and on throughout the night when her foot would catch one and she'd kick them off.  Once she was 8 lbs, we switched over to the belt and the false alarms went away.  Around then, I realized that this monitor is actually very comforting.  I know that she is breathing, all night long, when she is hooked to it.  I don't wake up and check her like I've heard lots of other new moms do (or if I do, I just glance and make sure the monitor is on and working, rather than stare at her belly).  Last night, for the first time, I didn't put the belt on and I woke up to check her a few times, but I made it through and slept decent enough, I guess.  So I am ecstatic that my baby is deemed "healthy" enough to get off the monitor, but can't help but be just a little nervous about not having my safety alarm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sadie hooked up to her monitor on her sleep wedge.  She always kicks off her cover too, it's really funny. (She is not using the wedge anymore, since she is starting to wiggle more at night) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/TBpioOJBy6I/AAAAAAAABLk/E46_HJL2djM/s320/IMG_1351.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483803939407252386" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The last change is we're moving apartments.  We found a 2 bedroom just down the street that allows cats and is only $50 more a month that what we pay now.  It isn't super fancy, but does have dark hardwood floors.  It is exciting and bittersweet too- we've lived in our current apartment for 4 years - that is the longest I have lived anywhere since graduating high school.  I'm excited to decorate Sadie's room and we'll have a dining area!!  We haven't had a dining table since we moved out of Hollywood.  I'm looking forward to family dinners with Sadie in her high chair and us at the table.  Yay!  I'll post pics when we get all moved in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361986704053877378-9111617842775255327?l=sewlong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sewlong.blogspot.com/feeds/9111617842775255327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361986704053877378&amp;postID=9111617842775255327&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361986704053877378/posts/default/9111617842775255327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361986704053877378/posts/default/9111617842775255327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sewlong.blogspot.com/2010/06/milestones.html' title='Milestones'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16690446249755257545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ul798kt5ZCo/TxIWCswE86I/AAAAAAAABNM/NhrzlFJbuBA/s220/market.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/TBpioOJBy6I/AAAAAAAABLk/E46_HJL2djM/s72-c/IMG_1351.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361986704053877378.post-6017235951297327160</id><published>2010-06-08T00:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-08T00:55:07.543-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fairy Princess baby doll</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I seriously teared up when I saw this picture for the first time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/TA3x8pioYII/AAAAAAAABLc/GdZQ0tun3Y4/s1600/Sadie+in+bed.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/TA3x8pioYII/AAAAAAAABLc/GdZQ0tun3Y4/s320/Sadie+in+bed.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480302345825312898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Makaya went above and beyond on this one.  She found the doll bed.  She found the perfect spot in my mom's backyard and made it resemble something out of a storybook.  She burned her finger hot-glueing ribbon rosettes when I cluelessly handed her the headband and shrugged my shoulders (sorry about that, kaya :(  ).  And she also warned me just in the nick of time that Sadie was waking, and I was able to dive and catch her as she rolled off the back of the bed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I plan to blow this one up big.  There are a couple more &lt;a href="http://makayalarsonphotography.typepad.com/"&gt;here.&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I totally am jumping ahead here... but spending the last few weeks at my mom's has made me think of my mom when she had little baby me and how someday Sadie will be in my shoes, looking at her childhood memories.  I looked at my baby book (wow, I need to get on Sadie's... all we did so far was a footprint stamp), looked through my newborn photo album (she is a pretty good mix of the two of us, I'd say), and went through all the clothes that mom saved of mine.  ...Anyway, I can't help but think that future Sadie is going to love this picture and that makes me very happy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361986704053877378-6017235951297327160?l=sewlong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sewlong.blogspot.com/feeds/6017235951297327160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361986704053877378&amp;postID=6017235951297327160&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361986704053877378/posts/default/6017235951297327160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361986704053877378/posts/default/6017235951297327160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sewlong.blogspot.com/2010/06/fairy-princess-baby-doll.html' title='Fairy Princess baby doll'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16690446249755257545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ul798kt5ZCo/TxIWCswE86I/AAAAAAAABNM/NhrzlFJbuBA/s220/market.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/TA3x8pioYII/AAAAAAAABLc/GdZQ0tun3Y4/s72-c/Sadie+in+bed.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361986704053877378.post-9215678137833858929</id><published>2010-05-24T12:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-24T12:44:23.111-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Want a new cardi?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;My friend Mari (who I collaborated with last fall, so many of you have met her/seen her gorgeous stuff) has new designs for spring and this cool cardigan is being given away. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474924384795125106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/S_rWuHfWZXI/AAAAAAAABLU/zfiZg23GxjQ/s320/yellow_one.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;All you need to do is &lt;img class="gl_photo" alt="Add Image" src="http://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://wechirp.blogspot.com/"&gt;visit this blog&lt;/a&gt; and leave a comment. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Good luck! I hope I win... but if I don't, then I hope you do! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361986704053877378-9215678137833858929?l=sewlong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sewlong.blogspot.com/feeds/9215678137833858929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361986704053877378&amp;postID=9215678137833858929&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361986704053877378/posts/default/9215678137833858929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361986704053877378/posts/default/9215678137833858929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sewlong.blogspot.com/2010/05/want-new-cardi.html' title='Want a new cardi?'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16690446249755257545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ul798kt5ZCo/TxIWCswE86I/AAAAAAAABNM/NhrzlFJbuBA/s220/market.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/S_rWuHfWZXI/AAAAAAAABLU/zfiZg23GxjQ/s72-c/yellow_one.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361986704053877378.post-136497354003587568</id><published>2010-04-26T18:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T11:44:20.348-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My baby story</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sadie Magnolia. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;April 2nd, 2010. 2:57am. 6 lbs 14 oz. 19 in long.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pretty much nothing went as expected.  And that is now my advice for any pregnant friends- Don't try to plan anything... be ready for it all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Caleb cutting the cord&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/S9Y5X265NlI/AAAAAAAABJs/mz9KFoRSzr0/s320/IMG_0668.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464618279902983762" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Brand new Sadie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/S9Y5ZcRMVCI/AAAAAAAABJ8/umSf9rqo7-U/s320/IMG_0684.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464618307108492322" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bright eyed baby&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/S9Y6w4_NG4I/AAAAAAAABKc/q3dBFUcEE_k/s320/sadie+3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464619809466293122" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sadie and me on going home day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/S9Y5Z6WoOVI/AAAAAAAABKE/Zxu8IxzLGbM/s320/me+andbabe.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464618315184355666" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Family picture&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/S9Y6x9GbHQI/AAAAAAAABKk/qy8Cr3MtQuk/s320/ourfam.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464619827750182146" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Primped up for the hospital photo shoot&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/S9Y5aFniJfI/AAAAAAAABKM/Hc0DCd6AIR4/s320/photo+shoot+pic.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464618318208050674" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;3 weeks old and &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;wearing the dress I made 1 1/2 years ago&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 286px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/S9Y7fz3k-tI/AAAAAAAABKs/tGV-hDgzC9Y/s320/IMG_0908.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464620615545977554" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;These pictures are from last night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our attempt at tummy time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/S9cuvom7A6I/AAAAAAAABK0/wxmDdChunFg/s320/IMG_0915.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464888068726784930" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Seriously this kid has huge eyes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/S9cuwo2tQgI/AAAAAAAABLE/8aZCgojgDK8/s320/IMG_0929.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464888085972861442" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We love her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/S9cuwKaHpKI/AAAAAAAABK8/jlcpMAC_Amw/s320/IMG_0922.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464888077799892130" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361986704053877378-136497354003587568?l=sewlong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sewlong.blogspot.com/feeds/136497354003587568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361986704053877378&amp;postID=136497354003587568&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361986704053877378/posts/default/136497354003587568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361986704053877378/posts/default/136497354003587568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sewlong.blogspot.com/2010/04/my-baby-story.html' title='My baby story'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16690446249755257545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ul798kt5ZCo/TxIWCswE86I/AAAAAAAABNM/NhrzlFJbuBA/s220/market.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/S9Y5X265NlI/AAAAAAAABJs/mz9KFoRSzr0/s72-c/IMG_0668.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361986704053877378.post-5184939739350097093</id><published>2010-04-11T11:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T12:01:32.684-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mother's Day Giveaway!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/S8IcN7zvEGI/AAAAAAAABJk/NtmWVYIO8ro/s1600/natalies+giveaway.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 296px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/S8IcN7zvEGI/AAAAAAAABJk/NtmWVYIO8ro/s320/natalies+giveaway.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458956724045025378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, what a long couple weeks.  I am now a mom.  I will have to post pics of the baby and the story of these crazy last couple weeks later, maybe after a nap- HA! But for now, I HAVE to post about a giveaway that my sister in law, Harmony is taking part in.  (The button on the left for &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/ladelidesigns"&gt;LaDeLi designs&lt;/a&gt; will take you to her etsy if you want to see what types of products she has) &lt;div&gt;But this giveaway is awesome. It is on &lt;a href="http://shane-natalie.blogspot.com/"&gt;Natalie's Sentiments&lt;/a&gt;, which is a blog that I admit, I've peeked at a few times.  Natalie is a friend of Harmony's from when she lived in Tennessee and from what I've seen of her blog, she has great style and really cool ideas.  I'm also loving the yellow and grey- which our the colors of our car seat/stroller system :)  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, there will be 3 winners of 5 different prizes.  &lt;a href="http://shane-natalie.blogspot.com/2010/04/monumental-mothers-day-giveaway-three.html"&gt;Go enter&lt;/a&gt; for really cute prizes.  I love the bird and nest necklace.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361986704053877378-5184939739350097093?l=sewlong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sewlong.blogspot.com/feeds/5184939739350097093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361986704053877378&amp;postID=5184939739350097093&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361986704053877378/posts/default/5184939739350097093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361986704053877378/posts/default/5184939739350097093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sewlong.blogspot.com/2010/04/mothers-day-giveaway.html' title='Mother&apos;s Day Giveaway!'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16690446249755257545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ul798kt5ZCo/TxIWCswE86I/AAAAAAAABNM/NhrzlFJbuBA/s220/market.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/S8IcN7zvEGI/AAAAAAAABJk/NtmWVYIO8ro/s72-c/natalies+giveaway.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361986704053877378.post-4804032035019351426</id><published>2010-03-31T12:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T18:55:54.471-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Waiting for baby...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Since "Sadie" is now 4 days late (and counting) and my Dr's appointment today was cancelled (so that she could deliver someone else's baby) I have decided it is best to think positively.  I am finally going to get a post up here about how lucky I am to have such great family and friends that I had 3 baby showers thrown for little miss (stubborn).  ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They were all very different from each other and just perfect.  The first one was a&lt;a href="http://sewlong.blogspot.com/2009/12/illinois-baby-shower-pics-mini-cupcakes.html"&gt; tea party shower&lt;/a&gt; with family and friends from Illinois back when I was visiting at Christmas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The next shower I had was an awesome surprise~ I knew there was a shower that night, but didn't really know that much about it.   Well, they threw the coolest theme shower I'd ever been to.  It was held in the super cool lounge area in an apartment building downtown.  I'm not very quick and was pretty nervous, so I didn't catch on to the theme, haha.  There were top hats everywhere and stars and bunnies.  Then Alli told me it was a &lt;i&gt;magic &lt;/i&gt;theme.  Uh, I LOVE magic.  Perfect&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Star cookies that Johanna made, they were delicious.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/S7PM7DmnqFI/AAAAAAAABIU/EGdoWoBD7zY/s320/IMGP2931.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454928888627439698" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The food (all vegetarian!) was really tasty.  And the set up was fancy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/S7POLuNCwtI/AAAAAAAABJU/zDWnB4K_G3k/s320/IMGP2930.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454930274452423378" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There was a cool candy/ cupcake bar set up. Yum&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/S7POLbpZxgI/AAAAAAAABJM/-jLJDesEvMc/s320/IMGP2928.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454930269471098370" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The cupcakes had bunnies and card shapes on them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/S7PM64HViAI/AAAAAAAABIM/39qOpcNmDGU/s320/IMGP2932.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454928885543438338" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then in walks a man in a suit and I'm thinking... why is there a GUY at a baby shower?  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Until it hit me~ He's a MAGICIAN!!!  Wow, wow, wow!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The show started and seriously, he did tricks I could not figure out.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here he is with his magic rope. (You can also see how many of my lovely friends showed up to celebrate this baby girl)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/S7PNSx5nypI/AAAAAAAABI8/9BiPFVUfKKc/s320/IMGP2936.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454929296192162450" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Some of his other tricks included picking and correctly guessing cards, lighting money on fire and then bringing it back (a hundred dollar bill too!).  I can't remember some of the other ones he did, but they were pretty cool and even being that close- I couldn't figure it out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/S7PM8FSndWI/AAAAAAAABIk/-li6y1ZR320/s320/IMGP2934.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454928906260280674" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My friends spoiled her rotten with lots of presents.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/S7POMO5Uk6I/AAAAAAAABJc/wcFzqL4guUs/s1600/IMGP2937.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/S7POMO5Uk6I/AAAAAAAABJc/wcFzqL4guUs/s1600/IMGP2937.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/S7POMO5Uk6I/AAAAAAAABJc/wcFzqL4guUs/s320/IMGP2937.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454930283228074914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Unfortunately I am not a good picture taker, so this is the one I'll post.  I made a really goofy face, consistently in every picture when posing with each gift.  Consistently.  The same goofy raised eyebrow-uncomfortable-with-attention face.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/S7PNSf0nOAI/AAAAAAAABI0/CohoSge15Nk/s1600/IMGP2938.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/S7PNSf0nOAI/AAAAAAAABI0/CohoSge15Nk/s320/IMGP2938.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454929291339315202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After that magical evening, I had yet another fun party in store that weekend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;On Sunday afternoon, my friends from work threw me a great shower with lots of games and prizes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was given a crown "New Mom to Be" and a ribbon to wear&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/S7OpAEqIiHI/AAAAAAAABH8/nadI95TSWa0/s320/IMG_0635.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454889392391358578" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This was probably the best tasting cake I've ever had.  They got it from Pavilions.  It had strawberry/whip cream filling and whipped icing.  Seriously delicious.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/S7Oof-85rII/AAAAAAAABH0/MpgzUOoy5ys/s320/IMG_0598.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454888841103649922" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sandwiches, fried chicken, chips and salsa, veggies and dip.  So much to eat and drink.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I stood by the food for probably 45 minutes just snacking :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/S7OofD75qPI/AAAAAAAABHs/xv9i5KjY4d8/s320/IMG_0599.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454888825261762802" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jami, Tanya, Lauren and Karen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/S7OoeLzlicI/AAAAAAAABHk/Jb981zPPxVQ/s320/IMG_0603.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454888810194504130" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Leslie, Lilly and Mariann (2 of the hostesses) me and Lauren&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/S7OodTVk2oI/AAAAAAAABHc/OIuxLsiObEs/s320/IMG_0629.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454888795036244610" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cute little Lila wearing my crown.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lila is the granddaughter of Laura (the other hostess) who opened up her house for us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/S7OpAzUHknI/AAAAAAAABIE/7wPxKyTmSaA/s1600/IMG_0634.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/S7OpAzUHknI/AAAAAAAABIE/7wPxKyTmSaA/s320/IMG_0634.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454889404915487346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I didn't get very many pictures (and even though I tried hard not to make a goofy face in the present pics, I mostly did, so I'll be avoiding those again too) but there were so many sweet girls from the office there.  And we played game after game after game.  Clothespins, memory, bingo (which I won! haha), chocolate poop diaper guessing game.  It was great!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361986704053877378-4804032035019351426?l=sewlong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sewlong.blogspot.com/feeds/4804032035019351426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361986704053877378&amp;postID=4804032035019351426&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361986704053877378/posts/default/4804032035019351426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361986704053877378/posts/default/4804032035019351426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sewlong.blogspot.com/2010/03/waiting-for-baby.html' title='Waiting for baby...'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16690446249755257545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ul798kt5ZCo/TxIWCswE86I/AAAAAAAABNM/NhrzlFJbuBA/s220/market.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/S7PM7DmnqFI/AAAAAAAABIU/EGdoWoBD7zY/s72-c/IMGP2931.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361986704053877378.post-8411030764629472323</id><published>2010-03-17T09:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T09:54:45.417-07:00</updated><title type='text'>broken machines</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Grrr.  What's that old saying- Fool me once, shame on you.  Fool me twice...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Anyway, yesterday (during day 2 of housewife-ness) I decided it was a good time to wash the rest of the baby stuff - particularly the outfits CB picked out for her going home choices, so that I can finally pack our hospital bag (I mean, she's due next week right? haha)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So I pack a light, but still pretty good size basket of clothes and walk it down the stairs with my brand new roll of quarters.  And the washers are not in use.  Perfect.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have all these motivating ideas of laundry and cleaning the bedroom as I load 4 quarters into the first machine.  Shut the lid. Nothing.  I check the plug.  Well, my motivating ideas are turning into- I just don't want to walk this back up the stairs 9 months pregnant...  So I load 4 quarters into the other washer, close the lid- Nothing!  By this time I'm frustrated.  $2 lost.  Laundry down the stairs.  I use my phone to call the repair company and file a work order.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They don't know if the repair guy will be by this afternoon, so I begrudgingly walk the basket back up the stairs.  But not before I go get post it notes to mark that they are broke, so that no one else has to fall victim to the same misfortune I did.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Flash forward to last night- CB gets home and we decided to go across the street for Thai food.  As we are passing the laundry room, we see someone in the room with clothes, so we think, wow- they came to repair it fast.  So this morning, as Caleb is leaving for work, I have him carry the basket down the stairs and into the laundry room.  The note is on the left washer still, but the right one is noteless, so I think, oh- I guess this one is working.  Load in my $1 in quarters and shut the lid- NOTHING!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I can't believe that it got me again!  And the hospital bag is STILL not packed.  A lot of people requested/predicted that I would have the baby today, but I would rather not, so I'm keeping her in.  haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361986704053877378-8411030764629472323?l=sewlong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sewlong.blogspot.com/feeds/8411030764629472323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361986704053877378&amp;postID=8411030764629472323&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361986704053877378/posts/default/8411030764629472323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361986704053877378/posts/default/8411030764629472323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sewlong.blogspot.com/2010/03/broken-machines.html' title='broken machines'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16690446249755257545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ul798kt5ZCo/TxIWCswE86I/AAAAAAAABNM/NhrzlFJbuBA/s220/market.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361986704053877378.post-6911791249214065247</id><published>2010-03-15T16:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T16:38:28.482-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Talented Ms Larson</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A couple weeks ago, my sister-in-law came to visit with my niece Stella.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We did Disneyland (which was definitely a different experience this pregnant! haha)  We ate donuts.   And we fit in this photo shoot.  What Makaya did in about 30 minutes from 8:30-9am before I had to hop in the car to go to a set- was amazing.  And some of the most real pictures that CB and I have ever had taken together.  I'm so thankful to have these pictures of "just us" taken mere weeks before our lives will be forever changed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 202px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/S57Asb7ZO-I/AAAAAAAABG8/W1xIfhr4bHw/s320/meandhim.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449004468808530914" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Anyway, the point of this post is that Makaya has just launched her new website- www.makayalarson.com&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Check it out- Her work is beautiful and has real emotion.  Congrats on the new site Kaya!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/S57Crh-YyMI/AAAAAAAABHM/pUH6DX2Bv5U/s320/truck.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449006652275083458" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm beyond lucky to have her in my family and I can't wait for her to capture our babe. Hopefully she is more photogenic and less whiney of a subject than I am ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 218px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/S57CrMptPxI/AAAAAAAABHE/QKNALlOYKZk/s320/tree.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449006646551199506" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And just for fun, here's one she took of me on Christmas eve, in the drizzling rain about 20 minutes before she packed up the car to drive 5 hours to her in-laws.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 210px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/S57Cxz9XHBI/AAAAAAAABHU/-QaOoO1OGv4/s320/belly+pic.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449006760181832722" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361986704053877378-6911791249214065247?l=sewlong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sewlong.blogspot.com/feeds/6911791249214065247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361986704053877378&amp;postID=6911791249214065247&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361986704053877378/posts/default/6911791249214065247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361986704053877378/posts/default/6911791249214065247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sewlong.blogspot.com/2010/03/talented-ms-larson.html' title='The Talented Ms Larson'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16690446249755257545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ul798kt5ZCo/TxIWCswE86I/AAAAAAAABNM/NhrzlFJbuBA/s220/market.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/S57Asb7ZO-I/AAAAAAAABG8/W1xIfhr4bHw/s72-c/meandhim.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361986704053877378.post-5318871743167428732</id><published>2010-03-04T17:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T18:12:49.833-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally!</title><content type='html'>We've tried it out for a few weeks.  It's been a long road coming, but we finally decided- Unless she comes out looking completely different, our little girl will be named Sadie Magnolia.  (Sadie was Caleb's suggestion and one that I'd liked from a book I read as a teenager.  Magnolia is one I suggested while he was in Europe and since then I just knew it had to be part of her name somehow.)&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is March.  She's coming THIS month.  That's unbelievable.  Saturday I'll be 37 weeks and she'll be full term.  The doctor reminded me this past week that she could come anytime now.  I think she'll hang in there for a bit longer though.  She's pretty good at minding us already.  She flipped when we asked her to get back head down.  She stayed in when we wanted her to wait for Caleb to get home.  I'm asking her to let me get through my last week of work and I expect her to stay put &lt;i&gt;at least&lt;/i&gt; another week or two.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The sweetest thing though- she started moving a lot the first night CB was back from his tour, especially when he'd talk to her.  It hit me- she missed him.  How adorable.  She's already a daddy's girl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361986704053877378-5318871743167428732?l=sewlong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sewlong.blogspot.com/feeds/5318871743167428732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361986704053877378&amp;postID=5318871743167428732&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361986704053877378/posts/default/5318871743167428732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361986704053877378/posts/default/5318871743167428732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sewlong.blogspot.com/2010/03/finally.html' title='Finally!'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16690446249755257545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ul798kt5ZCo/TxIWCswE86I/AAAAAAAABNM/NhrzlFJbuBA/s220/market.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361986704053877378.post-2593105718723697310</id><published>2010-02-24T20:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-24T20:26:28.117-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a few Confessions:</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Whenever I hear the song "Empire State of Mind" by JayZ and Alicia Keys... I want to move to New York City.  I have always kind of thought that I would live there someday.  Whenever I have pictured it though, I have kid(s) that are a little older- like 5.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I haven't done dishes since Caleb left on Saturday.  I will have to crack and wash them tonight though... I'm out of clean drinking glasses and I have to make a salad for a work potluck for tomorrow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm excited for the baby to come but I think being excited for my 5 month maternity leave to start is a VERY close second.  She is due 4 weeks from Saturday!  This pregnancy has flown by and I really don't see it slowing down anytime soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361986704053877378-2593105718723697310?l=sewlong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sewlong.blogspot.com/feeds/2593105718723697310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361986704053877378&amp;postID=2593105718723697310&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361986704053877378/posts/default/2593105718723697310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361986704053877378/posts/default/2593105718723697310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sewlong.blogspot.com/2010/02/just-few-confessions.html' title='Just a few Confessions:'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16690446249755257545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ul798kt5ZCo/TxIWCswE86I/AAAAAAAABNM/NhrzlFJbuBA/s220/market.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361986704053877378.post-4409455277998669541</id><published>2010-02-20T22:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T22:42:09.778-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My tolerance must be down...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Day 1 of Caleb's mini-tour and I already miss him...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Guess I've been pretty spoiled having him home for the last 2 months!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;At least it is a short one- only a week this time.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;I think my melancholy is also due to not getting enough sleep last night.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;I'm sure I'll feel much better tomorrow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He played at an Indian reservation tonight.  I hope he finds a cool pair of moccassins for the baby!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361986704053877378-4409455277998669541?l=sewlong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sewlong.blogspot.com/feeds/4409455277998669541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361986704053877378&amp;postID=4409455277998669541&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361986704053877378/posts/default/4409455277998669541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361986704053877378/posts/default/4409455277998669541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sewlong.blogspot.com/2010/02/my-tolerance-must-be-down.html' title='My tolerance must be down...'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16690446249755257545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ul798kt5ZCo/TxIWCswE86I/AAAAAAAABNM/NhrzlFJbuBA/s220/market.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361986704053877378.post-7600908630796043304</id><published>2010-02-15T22:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T00:12:39.604-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Genius Shopper Part 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Today I stumbled upon a great deal!  I had received an email from B.R.us saying they were offering free shipping today only and thought... we should really take advantage of this to buy our dresser for the baby.  I went online and even though I'd picked one out in the past from there, nothing today was catching my eye.  Still, free shipping is a good deal on something as heavy as a dresser, so I didn't quite want to give it up yet.  We had talked about looking at the unpainted furniture store down the street from our place, so I decided that I'd run check there really quick to make sure there wasn't something better, before settling on one online.  The unpainted furniture store is right next door to a baby store that I'd already looked at and written off as way too expensive.  But as I passed by there today, I noticed that they had some discounted pieces on the sidewalk out front.  LO AND BEHOLD- the most perfect dresser was right there, marked 50% off.   It was everything I wanted for her dresser: dark colored wood, drawers on the left/door with shelves on the right, flat top where we can put a changer AND it was some things I didn't know that I wanted: silver knobs, smooth sloping lines (rather than a box with drawers), 2 small top drawers instead of a 3rd bigger one and SOLID WOOD.  With the discount, it ended up being the same price as the lower quality model I'd nearly bought online from Target a week or so ago since tax and shipping was factored into that.  CB loaded it up in the van, drove it home, his friends that are visiting helped carry it up the stairs and I filled it with her things this afternoon.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm just slightly jealous of her fancy dresser (CB and I have the Ikea style that look like boxes with drawers), but I'm glad she has such a nice piece of furniture (and I'm going to make her use it forever).  Here's a picture of the dresser I took from the website.  There is a matching crib but we're probably not going to get that until we move to a bigger place.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/S3pO_tzszZI/AAAAAAAABGs/Xq57-SsC77A/s320/baby+dresser.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438746356538461586" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Which style dresser and which car seat/stroller have been 2 of the biggest decisions we've had to make with picking out "her gear".  I've been looking online and changing my mind back and forth since October.  It is such a relief to have those decisions made and carried out... not to mention 2 big checkmarks on our 3 page to-do list (typed!).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;PS- And good thing about the genius shopper part... because we spent A LOT of money this weekend!  Oh well... doing our part for the economy right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361986704053877378-7600908630796043304?l=sewlong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sewlong.blogspot.com/feeds/7600908630796043304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361986704053877378&amp;postID=7600908630796043304&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361986704053877378/posts/default/7600908630796043304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361986704053877378/posts/default/7600908630796043304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sewlong.blogspot.com/2010/02/genius-shopper-part-2.html' title='Genius Shopper Part 2'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16690446249755257545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ul798kt5ZCo/TxIWCswE86I/AAAAAAAABNM/NhrzlFJbuBA/s220/market.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/S3pO_tzszZI/AAAAAAAABGs/Xq57-SsC77A/s72-c/baby+dresser.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361986704053877378.post-4512714793749344065</id><published>2010-02-13T23:26:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-13T23:47:27.853-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am pretty much a genius shopper...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That is what I came up with earlier.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A week ago, we got an ad in the mail from Babies R Us saying that if you bring in your used baby items (car seat, stroller, playpen, high chair or bassinet), you can get 25% off a new item (in certain categories/brands).  Here I am thinking... I don't have any used big ticket type baby items.  How can I take part in this great deal?  So yesterday, I started looking at Craigslist- thinking if I could get a cheap something I could trade it in for our travel system.  I didn't see anything super cheap on craigslist or not convenient enough to go get.  I drove "the long way" to babies r us this morning to pass by as many yard sales as possible to see what I could find.  I thought I hit the motherload when I saw a yard sale with 2 car seats and a bassinet.   But they were in pretty good shape and nice brands and priced at $50 and $60~ not going to work for my $55 discount.  I run into the thrift store and there it is~ a pink dingy car seat priced at $10.99.  Woohoo!  Standing in line for the cash register I see that Saturday is 30% off used item day!!!!  Meaning I got the car seat for $7.70!  Sweet!  So for my 15 minutes of searching and my $7.70 investment, I saved $55!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here it is in all it's glory, our new travel system...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/S3emKdda81I/AAAAAAAABGk/jfn5bjjwHzM/s320/carseat.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437997773710095186" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Since the box was kind of heavy and bulky, I got it up the stairs (Caleb was out of town for the day) by opening the box and taking it up the stairs piece by piece.  I'm sure I looked hilarious.  Once I got it up the stairs, I put it all back in the box- haha.  Not quite ready to have it out and about yet, but it does feel responsible to have it.  Maybe because having a car seat means we would be allowed to take her home from the hospital.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;6 weeks from today is her due date.  It's still going really fast.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361986704053877378-4512714793749344065?l=sewlong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sewlong.blogspot.com/feeds/4512714793749344065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361986704053877378&amp;postID=4512714793749344065&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361986704053877378/posts/default/4512714793749344065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361986704053877378/posts/default/4512714793749344065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sewlong.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-am-pretty-much-genius-shopper.html' title='I am pretty much a genius shopper...'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16690446249755257545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ul798kt5ZCo/TxIWCswE86I/AAAAAAAABNM/NhrzlFJbuBA/s220/market.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/S3emKdda81I/AAAAAAAABGk/jfn5bjjwHzM/s72-c/carseat.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361986704053877378.post-4500710551912867863</id><published>2010-02-10T21:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T22:25:50.754-08:00</updated><title type='text'>FYI- Pregnancy = baby</title><content type='html'>Tonight we had our maternity tour and pre-registration at the hospital.  Right before we left, we walked by the postpartum nursery and saw a few of the new babes in their bassinets... and it hit us right then- Wow.  We're going to go to the hospital some time in the next 6 weeks and when we leave, it will be with a baby.  Funny that we reacted the exact same way in the same moment.  It's getting very real.&lt;div&gt;The more items we check off our to-do list (it's 3 pages long- TYPED!) the more excited I get for her arrival.  We did our 8 hour long all in 1 day birthing class on Sunday.  I feel just a teensy bit more prepared for that part, I guess.  My biggest job right now is to keep her in.  Caleb is doing a mini tour from February 21- March 1st and she is NOT allowed out until he gets back.  We have an ultrasound scheduled for a week from tomorrow, so hopefully that would indicate any complications that would throw a wrench in these plans before he leaves.  (KNOCK ON WOOD) But I really feel like I have had a "by the book" pregnancy so far, so I figure I'll probably not have her until the week she's due.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll try to think of something else to write about for the next time... this is turning fast into a pregnancy blog... boring.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361986704053877378-4500710551912867863?l=sewlong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sewlong.blogspot.com/feeds/4500710551912867863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361986704053877378&amp;postID=4500710551912867863&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361986704053877378/posts/default/4500710551912867863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361986704053877378/posts/default/4500710551912867863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sewlong.blogspot.com/2010/02/fyi-pregnancy-baby.html' title='FYI- Pregnancy = baby'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16690446249755257545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ul798kt5ZCo/TxIWCswE86I/AAAAAAAABNM/NhrzlFJbuBA/s220/market.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361986704053877378.post-7878188014291637580</id><published>2010-01-31T18:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T18:20:10.411-08:00</updated><title type='text'>wow. just wow.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So every now and then I've been setting up the laptop to take a pic of the belly to send to my mom so she can see how much the baby's (I've) grown... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I saw this one in the file from early on and couldn't remember how far along I was when it was taken.  I was thinking 8-10 weeks or something.  I just checked the date in the info from the pic... OCTOBER 16th!  I was already 16 weeks pregnant!!  So this is how much she grew in her first 16 weeks...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/S2Y4gKkQjSI/AAAAAAAABGc/eYgIC-8o8Bo/s1600-h/16ish+weeks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/S2Y4gKkQjSI/AAAAAAAABGc/eYgIC-8o8Bo/s320/16ish+weeks.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433092125712485666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And this is how much she's grown in the 2nd 16 weeks...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  here we are in all our bumpy glory.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/S2Y4f_ferXI/AAAAAAAABGU/IpYnda35c6U/s1600-h/32+weeks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/S2Y4f_ferXI/AAAAAAAABGU/IpYnda35c6U/s320/32+weeks.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433092122739649906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; 8 weeks left.  How much is she going to grow now?!?  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It already feels like I can't get much bigger.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361986704053877378-7878188014291637580?l=sewlong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sewlong.blogspot.com/feeds/7878188014291637580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361986704053877378&amp;postID=7878188014291637580&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361986704053877378/posts/default/7878188014291637580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361986704053877378/posts/default/7878188014291637580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sewlong.blogspot.com/2010/01/wow-just-wow.html' title='wow. just wow.'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16690446249755257545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ul798kt5ZCo/TxIWCswE86I/AAAAAAAABNM/NhrzlFJbuBA/s220/market.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/S2Y4gKkQjSI/AAAAAAAABGc/eYgIC-8o8Bo/s72-c/16ish+weeks.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361986704053877378.post-5392099016517436325</id><published>2010-01-29T20:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T21:14:45.955-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Wrap-Up</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This was a really busy week for me work wise.  I put in more than 50 hours- yikes!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here's a little run down of how it went:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Early Monday morning I had a production meeting for a new movie I'll be working on.  It wraps 1 week before I intend to start my maternity leave, so it is really good timing.  The movie is starring this guy.  He wasn't at the meeting so I haven't seen him yet, but I will definitely be dropping by the set sometime, so it is in the works --I'll let you know how it goes down Sarah ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 281px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/S2O5R8JWWkI/AAAAAAAABF8/mAdotdh3dik/s320/orlando.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432389293393205826" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then Tuesday, another early production meeting for this TV show that I work on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I just finished reading scripts for episode 17 and 18 and I am definitely hooked. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/S2O5RV1PvpI/AAAAAAAABF0/WVyCeWQERtU/s320/ffposter.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432389283108339346" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then Wednesday and Thursday were devoted to reshoots for this movie.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Wednesday casting and Thursday visiting the set.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 216px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/S2O5Q1CJjRI/AAAAAAAABFs/-lzJzErzRLM/s320/mock-iron-man-2-poster.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432389274304089362" /&gt;Pretty much every available moment in the evenings of the last week have been spent catching up on Season 5 of this show.  Man, I wish season 3 would've been that good, we would've never slipped away.  We have the 2 part finale left and that is it.  Excited for season 6!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/S2O9NFk1gII/AAAAAAAABGM/Aw7NK8x4Ugo/s320/lostposter.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432393608071577730" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Also on Wednesday, it was officially 2 months until this little girl's estimated arrival of March 27th.  Which sounds like more than it is, because if you remember, one of those months is February... which is really a fake month of only 28 days (no offense February, but seriously)  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm 32 weeks now and the other day I looked down, saw my stomach and thought, what?!  I never imagined what this would be like.  This is by far the most amazing, intimidating, miraculous, uncomfortable situation I've ever experienced.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The past few weeks I've had some REALLY random dreams...  storms, horses, driving cars inside toy store/restaurants, killing zombies, setting zombies ghost ladies free (that one was after watching Coraline... definitely a direct reaction).  I had the most saddest dream that the baby was born and they told me she had died (in hindsight, I saw her and she was not dead, she had her eyes open and opened her mouth and looked at me- but that's what they told me)  I woke up and sobbed for probably 5 minutes while Caleb just held me and assured me that it was just a dream, but it was just soo sad anyway.  I dreamed that she was a hispanic baby with tan skin and brown hair.  I dreamed last night that she was a boy baby (but fair skin and hair and eyes again).  Crazy crazy crazy dreams.  I've always had vivid crazy dreams (even night terrors as a kid), but now seriously weird and a lot more often.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is what I know about her:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She gets a lot of hiccups.  And she likes James Taylor.  And she does not have a name.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our next ultrasound is 3 weeks from yesterday.  I'm excited to see her again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/S2O5SZ1tiqI/AAAAAAAABGE/UP7SyKOst5U/s1600-h/baby+girl.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 246px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/S2O5SZ1tiqI/AAAAAAAABGE/UP7SyKOst5U/s320/baby+girl.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432389301363903138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361986704053877378-5392099016517436325?l=sewlong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sewlong.blogspot.com/feeds/5392099016517436325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361986704053877378&amp;postID=5392099016517436325&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361986704053877378/posts/default/5392099016517436325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361986704053877378/posts/default/5392099016517436325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sewlong.blogspot.com/2010/01/another-wrap-up.html' title='Another Wrap-Up'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16690446249755257545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ul798kt5ZCo/TxIWCswE86I/AAAAAAAABNM/NhrzlFJbuBA/s220/market.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/S2O5R8JWWkI/AAAAAAAABF8/mAdotdh3dik/s72-c/orlando.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361986704053877378.post-4449162079805586062</id><published>2010-01-12T17:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T17:21:00.142-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Betty Draper Evening Gala Gown GROSGRAIN GIVEAWAY!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://grosgrainfabulous.blogspot.com/2010/01/betty-draper-evening-gala-gown.html"&gt;The Betty Draper Evening Gala Gown GROSGRAIN GIVEAWAY!!!!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think I'd have a real occasion to wear this style dress... but if I were to win it- I'd totally have &lt;a href="http://makayalarsonphotography.typepad.com/"&gt;Makaya&lt;/a&gt; take pics of me in it and they'd be awesome!  Plus I love Mad Men!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361986704053877378-4449162079805586062?l=sewlong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://grosgrainfabulous.blogspot.com/2010/01/betty-draper-evening-gala-gown.html' title='The Betty Draper Evening Gala Gown GROSGRAIN GIVEAWAY!!!!'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sewlong.blogspot.com/feeds/4449162079805586062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361986704053877378&amp;postID=4449162079805586062&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361986704053877378/posts/default/4449162079805586062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361986704053877378/posts/default/4449162079805586062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sewlong.blogspot.com/2010/01/betty-draper-evening-gala-gown.html' title='The Betty Draper Evening Gala Gown GROSGRAIN GIVEAWAY!!!!'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16690446249755257545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ul798kt5ZCo/TxIWCswE86I/AAAAAAAABNM/NhrzlFJbuBA/s220/market.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361986704053877378.post-320394937588395823</id><published>2010-01-09T23:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T00:08:16.740-08:00</updated><title type='text'>To Move or Not to Move</title><content type='html'>Currently this is what we keep going back and forth on.  But today we decided... not to move.  Well, unless we find the perfect place.  We saw 5 different apartments today and realized that we either encounter a great (small) building/neighborhood with a crappy apartment, or a great apartment in a crappy building.  I don't want to live in a building that looks like a hotel or nursing home!  So we're staying put for now.  I like our apartment, even with it's shortcomings.  This is the longest I've lived in one place since I moved out of my mom's house 10 years ago- it feels like home now.  The stairs up to our landing really suck, it's only 1 bedroom, the layout isn't ideal for once the baby becomes mobile, and the parking spot is ridiculous (I'm almost too big to get out of the car now when I drive- that's how close we have to park to the wall), but it is ours and it is pretty reasonable rent.  And a huge thing for me- I'm comfortable here.  Whenever CB has to leave for touring, I feel safe.  So we're staying put... &lt;b&gt;and&lt;/b&gt; keeping one eye open looking for the perfect next place for our little family.  After all, she'll be in our room the first few months anyway, so the way I see it, we could be fairly comfy here for the next 6-7 months (and that is a lot of extra rent money we'd save).  Which means we have a long time to be picky.  We don't want to settle (at least not at this point) and I think that eventually the right place will find us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361986704053877378-320394937588395823?l=sewlong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sewlong.blogspot.com/feeds/320394937588395823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361986704053877378&amp;postID=320394937588395823&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361986704053877378/posts/default/320394937588395823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361986704053877378/posts/default/320394937588395823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sewlong.blogspot.com/2010/01/to-move-or-not-to-move.html' title='To Move or Not to Move'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16690446249755257545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ul798kt5ZCo/TxIWCswE86I/AAAAAAAABNM/NhrzlFJbuBA/s220/market.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361986704053877378.post-957914132706610354</id><published>2009-12-31T20:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T21:23:20.628-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The end of 09- Time for a wrap up!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;****I had to break up these posts, because I find blogger to be really hard to use with more than 6 images in a post.  I get really impatient with it and having to move them one by one.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;We just got home from visiting family in Illinois and yes, I did say "WE"! Caleb's back! Woohoo! After an entire 4 weeks apart- our longest yet, we were finally reunited. And of course, because there is travel involved, and it is us... there was of course a snag.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;I flew in to St Louis Thursday (Dec 17th) late at night, landing just after midnight and set to stay with my dad. Caleb was to land in Chicago the next afternoon and then drive the 5 hours to Carbondale to meet up with me. He lands and all is well... except the car they're driving in breaks down on the side of the highway in Chicago! After an hour of calling rental car places, we discover that no one will rent a car for a one way trip. Boo. He ended up having to take the Amtrak the next morning arriving about 18 hours later than expected. But we were FINALLY back together! He did have quite a bit of jet lag and ended up falling asleep at 6pm that night and waking me up at 4 in the morning though! But I missed him so much I didn't care at all! He was surprised to see how big the baby had gotten and felt her kick for like an hour in the middle of the night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;While I was in Illinois, &lt;a href="http://makayalarsonphotography.typepad.com"&gt;Makaya&lt;/a&gt; and I ran out for a quick last minute photo session for some maternity pics.  I can't wait to see them and will post them here or link to them when I can. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We both ended up catching colds.  I'm just almost over mine now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We then both ended up catching the stomach flu- luckily it was 24 hour variety, but unluckily- CB came down with it on the way to the airport before our 7am flight.  He threw up in the backseat of my dad's car, so we called Southwest- cancelled our tickets and rescheduled for the next morning.  We went back to my dad's and spent the day hanging out (on opposite sides of the room, since I was still trying to not get sick) and watching Food Network.  At about 10pm and an entire day of quarantine, I threw up too.  So we got back on the phone with the airline and rescheduled our tickets for a few hours later in the day, cause there was no way I was going to get up at 4:30am not knowing if I was still sick.  Love that Southwest doesn't charge fees- just makes you pay the fare difference.  By that time, we had already paid the max, so no additional fare for the 2nd change.  But it did mean that our boarding order was reset to the C group. Boo.  We had been in the A group.  She said we could pay $15 to upgrade the ticket the next day to business class to board first.   We woke up feeling pretty good, so we decided to make the flight.  BUT when we got there, she couldn't upgrade one ticket to business class. I mentioned that I was 6 months pregnant and not wanting to sit separate and the lady said they'd let us pre-board- Just like that!  Woohoo!  We got seats together for both flights.  I felt a little bit guilty about pre-boarding, but considering all that we'd been through the last couple days, I decided to get over that guilt.  I guess pregnancy is considered enough of a disability to allow for pre-board.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We finally make it home and at some point, checked our bank statement to see the holiday damage and start planning our maternity leave budget...   We then discovered that someone had gotten my debit card number and charged 14 different purchases at various gas stations in Southern California for around $75 each!!!  We got had for $1049 total!  After about 30 minutes on the phone, Caleb got the ball running on getting the money back and I faxed in the affidavit saying they were fraudulent charges and we hopefully should get the money back in a few weeks.  Bummer, but it was money we were saving for my maternity leave anyway, so as long as we have it back by the time she's born, I'll be okay with that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;All in all it was a great trip home (pictures follow in the next few posts).  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We had an amazing 2009.  The band had a lot of awesome opportunities- which also meant that he was gone a lot though.  I was top booker at work- casting about 22,000 people- I wonder if that is a record. haha  We also had some sad times in 2009- both of us having a grandmother pass away in August.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Looking forward to an amazing and life changing 2010.  Our baby girl will shake things up in a way I don't think either of us can even fathom yet.  I'm also really looking forward to taking some time off work when she comes.  The band will be releasing their first full-length album in the late Spring, which we will be awesome too.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy New Year everyone!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361986704053877378-957914132706610354?l=sewlong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sewlong.blogspot.com/feeds/957914132706610354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361986704053877378&amp;postID=957914132706610354&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361986704053877378/posts/default/957914132706610354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361986704053877378/posts/default/957914132706610354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sewlong.blogspot.com/2009/12/end-of-09-time-for-wrap-up.html' title='The end of 09- Time for a wrap up!'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16690446249755257545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ul798kt5ZCo/TxIWCswE86I/AAAAAAAABNM/NhrzlFJbuBA/s220/market.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361986704053877378.post-8620677746305904369</id><published>2009-12-31T20:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T20:48:14.365-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Illinois Baby shower pics&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Mini Cupcakes made by my mom&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/Sz08eYew4pI/AAAAAAAAA9s/1N_sYjtU9-k/s320/baby+shower+1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421556019089171090" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;The decorations-- wish the color exposure was better, but they were shades of pink and ornaments hanging from the ceiling over the table set with china and tea cups.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/Sz08fjFtHvI/AAAAAAAAA-E/8bH5KuN-JZ4/s320/baby+shower+decor.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421556039116726002" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;The hostesses - Makaya and Harmony&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/Sz08f_OTxnI/AAAAAAAAA-M/fgqor8c7CIU/s320/baby+shower+harm+and+kaya.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421556046669006450" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;My mom with her tea cup.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Being a tea party, everyone had to wear hats,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;and my mom was a very good sport to wear a flower on her head :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/Sz08yakFm-I/AAAAAAAAA-U/LGmmklhVCx4/s320/baby+shower+mom.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421556363245755362" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/Sz08y_9XtWI/AAAAAAAAA-k/Es84vx27oNM/s1600-h/baby+shower+stell.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;My niece Stella (no longer will be the only girl! yay!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/Sz08y_9XtWI/AAAAAAAAA-k/Es84vx27oNM/s320/baby+shower+stell.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421556373283911010" style="text-align: left; display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Caleb's sister Rachel and me seated at the table&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/Sz08ygaO1LI/AAAAAAAAA-c/iCiyCPuP2y4/s320/baby+shower+rach+and+claire.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421556364815029426" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Me and my friend Shaina who I haven't seen since I moved here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;She knew me before I started dating Caleb and there aren't many who can say that anymore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/Sz08fHTFkVI/AAAAAAAAA98/gJL1sUrscq4/s320/baby+shower+claire+and+shaina.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421556031656661330" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;My brother's wife, Annie and I- bump to bump (She's due in May)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Wish I'd thought to hold my dress in a little under the stomach so I didn't look so huge. haha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/Sz08eqiOuNI/AAAAAAAAA90/xl-Ak2tCr4s/s320/baby+shower+claire+and+annie.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421556023935547602" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361986704053877378-8620677746305904369?l=sewlong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sewlong.blogspot.com/feeds/8620677746305904369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361986704053877378&amp;postID=8620677746305904369&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361986704053877378/posts/default/8620677746305904369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361986704053877378/posts/default/8620677746305904369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sewlong.blogspot.com/2009/12/illinois-baby-shower-pics-mini-cupcakes.html' title=''/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16690446249755257545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ul798kt5ZCo/TxIWCswE86I/AAAAAAAABNM/NhrzlFJbuBA/s220/market.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/Sz08eYew4pI/AAAAAAAAA9s/1N_sYjtU9-k/s72-c/baby+shower+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361986704053877378.post-7587734125228859517</id><published>2009-12-31T19:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T20:43:30.904-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My family's Christmas Eve tradition is to hang all our stockings,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;pose for a family picture and then each open one gift.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thomas started us off...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/Sz1z6gYAijI/AAAAAAAABEM/mS7ThokuuJg/s320/IMG_0284.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421616975384185394" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tom helping Thomas &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(I didn't actually get one of Tom with his own stocking)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/Sz1z6D4lO-I/AAAAAAAABEE/yWTGL4VHAbA/s320/IMG_0286.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421616967736179682" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then Me...  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I told CB that my arm looked fat in this picture- so he retook it...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/Sz1z5vwWmcI/AAAAAAAABD8/PRtE09AeXEs/s320/IMG_0292.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421616962332957122" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And this is how he "fixed" it- by cutting my arm completely off&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/Sz1y7EZgPAI/AAAAAAAABDc/w8h-TnlEh9s/s320/IMG_0301.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421615885542505474" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Steven's turn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/Sz1z5K7db_I/AAAAAAAABD0/yuj1J7_4_lk/s320/IMG_0295.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421616952447430642" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then CB&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/Sz1y74b2PWI/AAAAAAAABDs/Rri7NFwfwn0/s320/IMG_0297.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421615899510979938" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And Annie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/Sz1y7n5lY2I/AAAAAAAABDk/HkC8ISAc_7g/s320/IMG_0300.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421615895072301922" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here are our group pics&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/Sz1y6vrkR1I/AAAAAAAABDU/AOQ5wWL262Q/s320/IMG_0302.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421615879981123410" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our dog, Joby, stood up&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; and walked into the picture.  haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 289px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/Sz1y55d4VrI/AAAAAAAABDM/RknnhmKw5wE/s320/IMG_0305.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421615865428203186" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then Christmas morning, we open our gifts under Mom's tree and head up to St Louis to visit with family.  We spend a couple hours with my mom's side of the family, then go to meet up with my Dad's side.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Aunt Mona, Aunt Marcia and my Mom &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/Sz14ZirkWrI/AAAAAAAABEU/bTWzF4w5wrU/s320/IMG_0320.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421621906625551026" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Opening up all the presents- haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/Sz14aAh45VI/AAAAAAAABEc/2GGJMlKDXfo/s320/IMG_0326.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421621914638017874" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My Dad has decided to try his hand at hockey again- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He was a goalie when he played in college.  The day after Christmas he put his gear on, we headed down into the basement of his new house and took turns taking shots at him :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/Sz14beyDW_I/AAAAAAAABE0/XnwgVbxvUTY/s320/IMG_0354.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421621939938745330" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;CB's turn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/Sz142eMHk2I/AAAAAAAABE8/zt_e9mxJKUY/s320/IMG_0359.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421622403636106082" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Never was one to let the boys have all the fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/Sz14bP1pD2I/AAAAAAAABEs/IDEjSf-Xj74/s320/IMG_0352.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421621935927267170" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It snowed off and on the whole time we were in the midwest.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This day the snowflakes were really big, but they didn't photograph very well at all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was FREEZING without my coat on. Brrrrr.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/Sz142vnBDpI/AAAAAAAABFE/4ENy6D_xUaw/s320/IMG_0379.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421622408312327826" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361986704053877378-7587734125228859517?l=sewlong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sewlong.blogspot.com/feeds/7587734125228859517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361986704053877378&amp;postID=7587734125228859517&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361986704053877378/posts/default/7587734125228859517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361986704053877378/posts/default/7587734125228859517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sewlong.blogspot.com/2009/12/my-familys-christmas-eve-tradition-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16690446249755257545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ul798kt5ZCo/TxIWCswE86I/AAAAAAAABNM/NhrzlFJbuBA/s220/market.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/Sz1z6gYAijI/AAAAAAAABEM/mS7ThokuuJg/s72-c/IMG_0284.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361986704053877378.post-2537778804303896232</id><published>2009-12-31T19:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T20:44:01.637-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Christmas with CB's side of the family&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Stella, me and Rachel posing on Christmas Eve&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/Sz1wCYUWBaI/AAAAAAAABC8/hd_nchsh3XU/s320/the+girls+christmas.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421612712613774754" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Family picture"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;CB was a really good sport and posed for a few pictures &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;even though he was still getting over a nasty cold.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/Sz1vnApJU5I/AAAAAAAABCk/CyhMchmvjbs/s320/IMG_0247.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421612242402104210" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The annual group photo... constantly growing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 238px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/Sz1wB7xbkDI/AAAAAAAABCs/UPsDlyejBGE/s320/cbfamilypic.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421612704951144498" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I didn't want to post a lot of early morning Christmas pictures with everyone's bed head and pjs... but kids are fair game.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here is Levi standing in front of the huge stack of gifts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/Sz1vmtdVuKI/AAAAAAAABCc/atpB5MN0Fdc/s320/IMG_0261.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421612237252311202" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Stella had the best reaction&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 210px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/Sz1wCOI95XI/AAAAAAAABC0/A5N0a0_O8B4/s320/christmas+joy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421612709881701746" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;CB and Ashton got cool presents from Harmony- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;these shirts have a detachable amp and really play music.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/Sz1vmC_fDmI/AAAAAAAABCU/PcAjCO0OpbU/s320/IMG_0274.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421612225852804706" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/Sz1vlp_9VEI/AAAAAAAABCM/R4prCxyDJQU/s320/IMG_0276.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421612219143902274" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Every year we make gingerbread houses out of graham crackers, icing and candy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Caleb's are pretty much always a master creation.  This year, Mason asked him to make a Mickey Mouse Clubhouse- here's the work in progress.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/Sz1vlEzqmBI/AAAAAAAABCE/YHV2_5l-lkc/s320/IMG_0278.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421612209160230930" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And the finished product&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/Sz1wHmw65bI/AAAAAAAABDE/HEkbfpSt7Ck/s320/mickeymouse+house.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421612802391074226" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361986704053877378-2537778804303896232?l=sewlong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sewlong.blogspot.com/feeds/2537778804303896232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361986704053877378&amp;postID=2537778804303896232&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361986704053877378/posts/default/2537778804303896232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361986704053877378/posts/default/2537778804303896232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sewlong.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-with-cbs-side-of-family.html' title=''/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16690446249755257545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ul798kt5ZCo/TxIWCswE86I/AAAAAAAABNM/NhrzlFJbuBA/s220/market.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/Sz1wCYUWBaI/AAAAAAAABC8/hd_nchsh3XU/s72-c/the+girls+christmas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361986704053877378.post-7236116385810489963</id><published>2009-12-31T17:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T20:44:48.667-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jasper turns two!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We then had a birthday party for Ashton's son Jasper.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/Sz1Qll0-7VI/AAAAAAAABB8/_tS0rJPzkHo/s1600-h/IMG_0139.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/Sz1Qll0-7VI/AAAAAAAABB8/_tS0rJPzkHo/s320/IMG_0139.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421578133163666770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Of course there were party games- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Levi and Jasper playing Hot Potato&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/Sz1QlIbjsVI/AAAAAAAABB0/TDM5SE_GLfQ/s1600-h/IMG_0144.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/Sz1QlIbjsVI/AAAAAAAABB0/TDM5SE_GLfQ/s320/IMG_0144.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421578125272396114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Stella helps Levi pass&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/Sz1Qkquh0SI/AAAAAAAABBs/NhOAz0fdrsE/s1600-h/IMG_0145.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/Sz1Qkquh0SI/AAAAAAAABBs/NhOAz0fdrsE/s320/IMG_0145.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421578117298901282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mason and Oliver&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/Sz1PsZeuuOI/AAAAAAAABBc/cn6J9FjEclw/s1600-h/IMG_0149.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/Sz1PsZeuuOI/AAAAAAAABBc/cn6J9FjEclw/s320/IMG_0149.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421577150596561122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The game is played until someone starts licking the potato... haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/Sz1PsLP6vlI/AAAAAAAABBU/DDibRxbEpjc/s1600-h/IMG_0150.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/Sz1PsLP6vlI/AAAAAAAABBU/DDibRxbEpjc/s320/IMG_0150.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421577146776338002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What's a party without dancing? :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; We danced to Christmas songs and Miley Cyrus of course&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/Sz1PrgCPgXI/AAAAAAAABBM/GYAyKbdJsNs/s1600-h/IMG_0159.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/Sz1PrgCPgXI/AAAAAAAABBM/GYAyKbdJsNs/s320/IMG_0159.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421577135176253810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jasper opening presents in his new Toy Story saucer chair&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/Sz1PrP7RiUI/AAAAAAAABBE/KGjtcme1JFc/s1600-h/IMG_0183.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/Sz1PrP7RiUI/AAAAAAAABBE/KGjtcme1JFc/s320/IMG_0183.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421577130852059458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sampling&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/Sz1PqqrmjqI/AAAAAAAABA8/3h9uQ5nGviA/s1600-h/IMG_0188.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/Sz1PqqrmjqI/AAAAAAAABA8/3h9uQ5nGviA/s320/IMG_0188.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421577120854216354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Make a wish buddy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/Sz1OdIj07jI/AAAAAAAABAs/23j8-G_xpys/s1600-h/IMG_0193.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/Sz1OdIj07jI/AAAAAAAABAs/23j8-G_xpys/s320/IMG_0193.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421575788844871218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And finally, because we got a new camera to play with... here's a little photo shoot of Jasper&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lots of pictures, but there were sooo many good ones, and I want to make sure the family gets to see them all&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/Sz1OcuJQFoI/AAAAAAAABAk/Sl9r1qL2nFs/s1600-h/IMG_0196.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/Sz1OcuJQFoI/AAAAAAAABAk/Sl9r1qL2nFs/s320/IMG_0196.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421575781754082946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/Sz1OcOVtpuI/AAAAAAAABAc/FngxqcKdX4k/s1600-h/IMG_0197.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/Sz1OcOVtpuI/AAAAAAAABAc/FngxqcKdX4k/s320/IMG_0197.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421575773216417506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/Sz1ObizOFRI/AAAAAAAABAU/vclc9CGiSHQ/s1600-h/IMG_0205.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/Sz1ObizOFRI/AAAAAAAABAU/vclc9CGiSHQ/s320/IMG_0205.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421575761529017618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/Sz1NTBE9-OI/AAAAAAAABAM/lOkFW4WvaB8/s1600-h/IMG_0207.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/Sz1NTBE9-OI/AAAAAAAABAM/lOkFW4WvaB8/s320/IMG_0207.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421574515526072546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/Sz1NShQ9RQI/AAAAAAAABAE/JSS7ZICMPz4/s1600-h/IMG_0210.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/Sz1NShQ9RQI/AAAAAAAABAE/JSS7ZICMPz4/s320/IMG_0210.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421574506986423554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/Sz1NSIwhgcI/AAAAAAAAA_8/nA9gx9iTQ3s/s1600-h/IMG_0211.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/Sz1NSIwhgcI/AAAAAAAAA_8/nA9gx9iTQ3s/s320/IMG_0211.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421574500407935426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/Sz1NRv6aYAI/AAAAAAAAA_0/rMsj0-BNNbI/s1600-h/IMG_0213.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/Sz1NRv6aYAI/AAAAAAAAA_0/rMsj0-BNNbI/s320/IMG_0213.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421574493738524674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/Sz1NRKM0I9I/AAAAAAAAA_s/XPQehkE5v-Y/s1600-h/IMG_0220.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/Sz1NRKM0I9I/AAAAAAAAA_s/XPQehkE5v-Y/s320/IMG_0220.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421574483615163346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361986704053877378-7236116385810489963?l=sewlong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sewlong.blogspot.com/feeds/7236116385810489963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361986704053877378&amp;postID=7236116385810489963&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361986704053877378/posts/default/7236116385810489963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361986704053877378/posts/default/7236116385810489963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sewlong.blogspot.com/2009/12/jasper-turns-two-we-then-had-birthday.html' title=''/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16690446249755257545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ul798kt5ZCo/TxIWCswE86I/AAAAAAAABNM/NhrzlFJbuBA/s220/market.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/Sz1Qll0-7VI/AAAAAAAABB8/_tS0rJPzkHo/s72-c/IMG_0139.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361986704053877378.post-8139275610188563061</id><published>2009-12-31T16:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T20:45:08.020-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Candy Cane Hunt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;The next day was Monday and CB's family decided to do a "candy cane hunt" on their family's property. This involved a snow trail (fake snow) with candy canes hidden in the path and in the branches of the bushes nearby. The trail led up to a big banner of Frosty with Snowballs for a treat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Assembling all the kids for a photo and pep talk is a tricky thing!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/Sz1Jxolp0YI/AAAAAAAAA_c/xs2g2WjPenw/s320/IMG_0100.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421570643481710978" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Harper (the youngest- until ours arrives) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;love that single leftover tear. So sweet&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/Sz1JPZRspfI/AAAAAAAAA_U/DD0tV3GtKVA/s320/IMG_0109.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421570055255926258" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The hunt begins- Jasper, Ollie and Levi (face hidden under the hat) carry their stockings to fill with the candy canes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/Sz1JPJ5_3iI/AAAAAAAAA_M/Nh-H-vqwIi0/s320/IMG_0114.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421570051129990690" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/Sz1Jxz2PuXI/AAAAAAAAA_k/2etGDLMla2Q/s1600-h/IMG_0113.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Stella mid hunt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/Sz1Jxz2PuXI/AAAAAAAAA_k/2etGDLMla2Q/s1600-h/IMG_0113.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/Sz1Jxz2PuXI/AAAAAAAAA_k/2etGDLMla2Q/s320/IMG_0113.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421570646504094066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Stella and Mason spying Frosty at the end of the trail&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/Sz1JOoyto8I/AAAAAAAAA_E/CB4uazh8ySQ/s1600-h/IMG_0120.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/Sz1JOoyto8I/AAAAAAAAA_E/CB4uazh8ySQ/s320/IMG_0120.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421570042241065922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Frosty and his snowball treats&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/Sz1IZ4f57MI/AAAAAAAAA-8/tHpEvAocGaI/s1600-h/IMG_0124.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/Sz1IZ4f57MI/AAAAAAAAA-8/tHpEvAocGaI/s320/IMG_0124.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421569135924079810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;CB eating a snowball&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/Sz1IZKHB_WI/AAAAAAAAA-0/-09q5lIl9ME/s1600-h/IMG_0125.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/Sz1IZKHB_WI/AAAAAAAAA-0/-09q5lIl9ME/s320/IMG_0125.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421569123471719778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361986704053877378-8139275610188563061?l=sewlong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sewlong.blogspot.com/feeds/8139275610188563061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361986704053877378&amp;postID=8139275610188563061&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361986704053877378/posts/default/8139275610188563061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361986704053877378/posts/default/8139275610188563061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sewlong.blogspot.com/2009/12/candy-cane-hunt-next-day-was-monday-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16690446249755257545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ul798kt5ZCo/TxIWCswE86I/AAAAAAAABNM/NhrzlFJbuBA/s220/market.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/Sz1Jxolp0YI/AAAAAAAAA_c/xs2g2WjPenw/s72-c/IMG_0100.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361986704053877378.post-4218475565464984361</id><published>2009-12-31T14:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T14:53:41.347-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Milk and Honey Maternity Frock GROSGRAIN GIVEAWAY!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://grosgrainfabulous.blogspot.com/2009/12/milk-and-honey-maternity-frock.html"&gt;The Milk and Honey Maternity Frock GROSGRAIN GIVEAWAY!!!!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361986704053877378-4218475565464984361?l=sewlong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://grosgrainfabulous.blogspot.com/2009/12/milk-and-honey-maternity-frock.html' title='The Milk and Honey Maternity Frock GROSGRAIN GIVEAWAY!!!!'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sewlong.blogspot.com/feeds/4218475565464984361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361986704053877378&amp;postID=4218475565464984361&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361986704053877378/posts/default/4218475565464984361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361986704053877378/posts/default/4218475565464984361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sewlong.blogspot.com/2009/12/milk-and-honey-maternity-frock.html' title='The Milk and Honey Maternity Frock GROSGRAIN GIVEAWAY!!!!'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16690446249755257545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ul798kt5ZCo/TxIWCswE86I/AAAAAAAABNM/NhrzlFJbuBA/s220/market.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361986704053877378.post-3724525245995113134</id><published>2009-12-11T23:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-12T00:15:04.162-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rather Uncomfortable...</title><content type='html'>Do you think I could remove my bottom ribs?  I'm starting to get incredibly uncomfortable.  I'm just now almost 6 months pregnant and getting really claustrophobic thinking about the next 3 1/2 months and how much worse they are probably going to feel.  I'll be sitting at my desk at work and will just start feeling like all my insides are being pushed into my lower ribs.  I don't really want my ribs to expand (they haven't yet, but I hear they do)... but it is really suffocating to feel like there isn't enough room in there for both the baby and my vital organs.  And I'm sure that this isn't really that bad yet-- ultimately the thing that freaks me out the most.  If anyone wants to comment that the last three months actually get better/easier/more comfortable,etc- that's fine. I need to hear the lies.&lt;div&gt;Also started having the Braxton Hicks contractions (well, was just recently told that that's what was happening anyway)-- I think it freaked Caleb out a little bit when I told him over Ichat about it.  But I assured him that they don't hurt and are just a clenching-ish type feeling and then my stomach feels super hard and are totally normal, etc etc... Poor guy, he's already worried about not being here with me, but now I tell him something that automatically makes him think - uh oh!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The number of people who have felt her kicks (besides CB and I of course) is now up to 5.  I'm sure the number would be higher- if it wasn't a little weird to me still to have people press their hand to my stomach for up to 15 seconds at a time without moving it haha- because she really kicks so much.  She's back to being the hulk baby.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And for the good news- One week from right now, Caleb will be back in the good ol' US and we'll be together. Hooray!  This has been a LONG one.  Today is 3 weeks since I've seen him.  Add in the intense time zone differences, the spotty internet service, and the $1 a minute phone rates, and this has been the least we've communicated in the past 11 1/2 years...  I'm doing pretty good though, considering everything. I haven't had a major cryfest breakdown, which I usually have at least one during his tours.  I did have a few tears fall yesterday, but they weren't too bad.  And considering the pregnancy hormones that make me cry during the Biggest Loser (ok, I admit- I cry during that anyway), I'm pretty proud of how good I've been :)  I check weather.com everyday to make sure that St Louis and Chicago will have good enough weather and no flight delays to keep us apart.  My Mom and Aunt Marcia are in town to visit me until Tuesday afternoon, so we have a busy weekend planned and they're going to help me get ready to fly home in less than a week.  I am sure the time will fly by.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PS- He's in Scotland right now.  That's so rad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361986704053877378-3724525245995113134?l=sewlong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sewlong.blogspot.com/feeds/3724525245995113134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361986704053877378&amp;postID=3724525245995113134&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361986704053877378/posts/default/3724525245995113134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361986704053877378/posts/default/3724525245995113134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sewlong.blogspot.com/2009/12/rather-uncomfortable.html' title='Rather Uncomfortable...'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16690446249755257545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ul798kt5ZCo/TxIWCswE86I/AAAAAAAABNM/NhrzlFJbuBA/s220/market.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361986704053877378.post-7780912446496813917</id><published>2009-12-08T22:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T22:37:04.909-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holiday decorating</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I think the saying goes...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When life gives you dead oranges, make a Christmas Tree!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/Sx9FNPllueI/AAAAAAAAA9c/JqKGfvPmI_g/s320/Photo+on+2009-12-08+at+22.33+%232.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413121370947434978" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Or at least that's what it should be when dead orange tree is too heavy for you to lift out of the window and your mom is coming to visit...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361986704053877378-7780912446496813917?l=sewlong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sewlong.blogspot.com/feeds/7780912446496813917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361986704053877378&amp;postID=7780912446496813917&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361986704053877378/posts/default/7780912446496813917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361986704053877378/posts/default/7780912446496813917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sewlong.blogspot.com/2009/12/holiday-decorating.html' title='Holiday decorating'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16690446249755257545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ul798kt5ZCo/TxIWCswE86I/AAAAAAAABNM/NhrzlFJbuBA/s220/market.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/Sx9FNPllueI/AAAAAAAAA9c/JqKGfvPmI_g/s72-c/Photo+on+2009-12-08+at+22.33+%232.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361986704053877378.post-5819562842560143602</id><published>2009-11-30T20:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T22:05:29.066-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Free shirt and kitty poo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Who likes free stuff?  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If you want to try for a free shirt I'm giving away on the hiphandmaids blog,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://hiphandmaids.blogspot.com/"&gt;click here&lt;/a&gt; and leave a comment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thought it'd be funny to post a pic of me in the protective gear my mom sent me to protect the babe while cleaning the litter box.  I feel like I'm on Dexter working a crime scene haha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/SxSVd_FpXiI/AAAAAAAAA9E/7m0qGVeWBWM/s320/Photo+on+2009-11-30+at+19.04.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410113394762669602" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here are some pics of the band and CB at their Thanksgiving show in the Netherlands.  I got the pics off the internet, so I'm not sure who to credit the photos to.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/SxSxZ74AIRI/AAAAAAAAA9U/1EDW8UHMv3w/s320/tweak+bird.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410144111506235666" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Custom band shirts...  I finished them the night before he left. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 244px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/SxSxZi1x-yI/AAAAAAAAA9M/VRuHCdiMMsI/s320/cb+bird.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410144104786033442" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361986704053877378-5819562842560143602?l=sewlong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sewlong.blogspot.com/feeds/5819562842560143602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361986704053877378&amp;postID=5819562842560143602&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361986704053877378/posts/default/5819562842560143602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361986704053877378/posts/default/5819562842560143602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sewlong.blogspot.com/2009/11/free-shirt-and-kitty-poo.html' title='Free shirt and kitty poo'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16690446249755257545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ul798kt5ZCo/TxIWCswE86I/AAAAAAAABNM/NhrzlFJbuBA/s220/market.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/SxSVd_FpXiI/AAAAAAAAA9E/7m0qGVeWBWM/s72-c/Photo+on+2009-11-30+at+19.04.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361986704053877378.post-6657300378187285440</id><published>2009-11-29T15:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T16:21:27.603-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Musings...</title><content type='html'>I've had lots of little thoughts lately, that aren't enough to post about, but just might make a enough of a post strung together.  Here they are:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Caleb's in Germany today.  I'm wishing I was there.  I was an exchange student in Germany 10 years ago and haven't been back since.  Next time I have to go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Time Zones.  Wow, it is really harder with such different time zones.  Usually the biggest difference is east coast- west coast and he'll be finishing a show and going to bed right when I am, and it's perfect.  But 9 HOURS different is crazy.  He's going to bed and it's like 4 or 5pm here. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sewing shirts.  I've been sewing shirts like mad, preparing for the markets I'm selling in next week.  I pulled out all my fabric the other night and was inspired and started cutting out sleeves from this fabric I had in my bin and I get about 3 shirts worth cut and realize... I cut into the fabric for our BEDROOM CURTAINS.  oops.  I dropped the scissors, ran into the bedroom with the tape measure and after measuring 3 times, realized phew, there is still plenty of fabric left for the curtains.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Housework.  I'm totally not into it.  I got really spoiled while Caleb was home for two months straight and with me being pregnant- Not having to clean the catbox or take out the trash.  None of the dirty work.  Luckily I have a face mask and gloves to protect me from the litter, but I will be way glad to hand those jobs back to him when he gets home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Netflix watch it now.  It's awesome.  I've had the same movies sitting on top of my tv waiting to be mailed back for the last 3 weeks (something about taking them to a mailbox makes it so much harder to get done) but now that we can watch instantly online, I at least feel like I'm getting some of our money's worth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;TV seasons.  What I am watching now is tv seasons.  This is good, cause you can give them half attention- say like while sewing- and still be able to follow the story line.  Also if you have a lot of alone time as I currently do, you can watch a marathon of them.  I've almost finished watching Dexter Season 1.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Working Overtime.  How much is our free time worth?  I think about that often.  Like ok, during my regular job, I make X amount of dollars per hour.  And in an hour of work I think, ok, I just paid for a dinner out or I just made enough to buy a shirt or whatever.  But then free time, hmmm...  It makes sense that you should be paid time and a half (or more!) for cutting into your free time.  It does seem more valuable.  But why?  Maybe because you've allotted yourself the 40 hours/week or the 8 hours/day to be at the office.   I've been on call this weekend, and I had to work 7 hours yesterday and was really frustrated that I didn't get a lot of other stuff done because of it.  But then afterward, I thought about what 7 hours of overtime would equal to and it didn't seem as big of a deal...  Either way, I'll be glad when this weekend is over and I'm not on call anymore- Crazy to say that, I've never wanted a weekend to be over before. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361986704053877378-6657300378187285440?l=sewlong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sewlong.blogspot.com/feeds/6657300378187285440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361986704053877378&amp;postID=6657300378187285440&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361986704053877378/posts/default/6657300378187285440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361986704053877378/posts/default/6657300378187285440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sewlong.blogspot.com/2009/11/random-musings.html' title='Random Musings...'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16690446249755257545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ul798kt5ZCo/TxIWCswE86I/AAAAAAAABNM/NhrzlFJbuBA/s220/market.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361986704053877378.post-4194550065700064207</id><published>2009-11-25T22:03:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T22:36:47.424-08:00</updated><title type='text'>TGIW !?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yay for a 4 day weekend!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I am so excited to not go into the office tomorrow or Friday (Technically I'm on call and will have to work on Saturday and Sunday for a few hours, but at least it's not all day long).  I have sooo much sewing and housework to do, it'll be nice to have a couple days at home to get stuff done!  I may even brave the stores this weekend to try to get some names crossed off my list (anyone want to join me?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;In the past, I've posted a few times about my crazy travel stories...  well Caleb and the band have officially topped most all of them in the last two days. This is what he told me last night: They were supposed to fly from the Chicago airport yesterday around noon to Atlanta where they would transfer to the flight to Amsterdam.  They get to the airport with plenty of time and found that their flight was delayed about 30 minutes.  Worried about the delay causing them to miss their connection, the airport lady switched them onto a direct flight on another airline.  Nice, right?  Well, no.  Her supervisor came over and wouldn't allow it, because their luggage could no longer be removed from the original flight.  So they were switched back to their original flight.  Which has now started to board.  They discover 2 things- 1.  The delay was caused by a funny gas smell in the cabin which after being investigated, was found to be nothing problematic, except really smelly.  and 2. They had been bumped to the end of the boarding line and by the time they got on, there was no overhead bin space available and so the 3rd guy, jon's saxophone had to be taken to the back of the plane. So at this point, they were delayed 30 minutes and would have roughly 40 minutes to board their next flight.  But no.... at that moment Atlanta airport was blocking all departures and arrivals due to a computer glitch.  So now, they are sitting on a plane in Chicago that smells like gas for an hour and a half, knowing that they will absolutely for sure miss their connection.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So they finally land, Ashton rushes off immediately to get in line to get a new flight for them, while CB and Jon wait for the plane to empty so they can get the saxophone from the back.  Ashton gets them a flight through Copenhagen, he heads over there (a shuttle to a different terminal) and arrives right at the end of boarding.  He lets them know that two more are on their way but they close the door anyway about 1 minute before CB and Jon arrive.  Is that strike 3 then?  So they get in the REALLY long line (if you can imagine that there is only 1 desk with 2 people serving everyone involved) and wait to get to the front.  They are told (probably at least 1-2 hours after landing) that there is a possibility of flying standby through London in a couple hours.  So they wait at the airport and when the flight time nears they go back to the desk.  At some point in the last couple hours, the 10 spots that had been available have now been shrunken down to 2.  The lady at the desk actually tried to make two of them fly the standby to London and leave the 3rd to wait until the next afternoon.  How horrible is that?  They explained that they are a band and can not travel separately (who would seriously ask someone to stay behind an entire day with a 9 hour flight involved?!) and right in front of them she called the next people and said- you lost your chance.  Strike 4 then?  And that was the last cross Atlantic possibility for the night, so they are given Delta airline t-shirts and toiletry kits (to make up for no luggage), some food, beverage, headphone, hotel and internet vouchers and sent away.  How exhausting.  Here's hoping the rest of the tour goes WAY better.  It can only go up from there, right?  Today's travels went off without a hitch and he should be landing in Amsterdam in about 2 hours.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361986704053877378-4194550065700064207?l=sewlong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sewlong.blogspot.com/feeds/4194550065700064207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361986704053877378&amp;postID=4194550065700064207&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361986704053877378/posts/default/4194550065700064207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361986704053877378/posts/default/4194550065700064207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sewlong.blogspot.com/2009/11/tgiw.html' title='TGIW !?!'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16690446249755257545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ul798kt5ZCo/TxIWCswE86I/AAAAAAAABNM/NhrzlFJbuBA/s220/market.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361986704053877378.post-5246698664539367714</id><published>2009-11-22T14:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T15:00:37.067-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time for a Recap...</title><content type='html'>So, I'm sitting at my desk at work, waiting for a call from the wardrobe dept of that movie I just started and figured it's time for a recap of what's been happening with us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This last week was a lot of preparing for Caleb's trip.  He left yesterday afternoon to head to Illinois.  He's met up with Ashton to run the set a couple times, then will drive to Chicago tomorrow and fly out Tuesday to the Netherlands.  I don't know all the places that this tour will take them, but I do know that they'll go to the Netherlands, Germany, Austria, Switzerland (bet they'll wish I was there to speak German for them!), then Paris, London, Scotland.  I think they might even be going to the Czech Republic and Slovenia.  Wherever they end up going, it's an amazing opportunity and I'm really excited for them.  Cross your fingers that they figure it all out, because they are renting a van and DRIVING themselves!  Yep, once they get to the UK, they'll have to switch over to the other side of the road.  Thank goodness for GPS, at least they won't have to rely on translating maps on their own. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that means- I'm a single wife again.  For 4 weeks.  We'll meet back up in Illinois when I go home for Christmas and he flies in.  I wonder if I'll be as big as a house next time I see him.  I think I'll be about 6 months pregnant then.  I'm very lucky that my mom will be flying in with my Aunt Marcia to visit me the final week of my lonely time.  That will probably save me, because I know she'll help me get the apartment ready, pack and finish up Christmas presents and she's even going to take one of the suitcases home with her, so I will only have to lug one to the airport when I leave two days later.   Not to mention just having a fun visit to look forward to helps a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sewed a new set of band shirts for the guys to take with them.  CB left the last set at a club they played at in October in the back room and the original green set has been missing for awhile.  I probably shouldn't keep making them shirts if they keep losing them...  Well, either way, their saxophone guy is coming with, so they needed to have 3 matching anyway.  This time I used some fabric I found on the $5/yard table at Michael Levine's.  It was a pink and green striped fabric that has different width stripes all throughout it.  Which turned out kind of neat when sewn up with the different pieces.  I didn't get a picture before he left, so hopefully he'll take one eventually.  For some reason, they turned out kind of smaller than the last ones (even with the same pattern...) so I hope they'll fit the other two guys.  Otherwise, CB might just have 3 of the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went and saw New Moon last night with a couple of friends.  It was (in my opinion) much better than the 1st one.  The first one I thought of as a long inside joke, but this one was actually more like a real legitimate movie.  Not an Oscar winner for sure.  But not nearly as comedic.  Also just want to say- Thank goodness they cut Jacob's hair. Ick.  That wig was nasty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday was the finale for Project Runway... AND GUESS WHAT?!?!  The girl I voted for WON!  YAY!!!  She wasn't always the nicest, but she did produce some great clothes.   So much better after last year- when I was the 2nd person out in our contest.  3 of us voted for her, so that means that we will split the prize three ways.  This means that I will win a lot of fabric.  I haven't seen the prize fabric yet, but I bet there are some great stuff in there.  Maybe I'll even be able to make a quilt for baby girl with some of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On that note... We still do NOT have a name for her.  We do have a couple of front runners, maybe I'll reveal them at some point, but we've kind of tabled the "naming process" until Caleb gets back from Europe.  He's a one thing at a time to worry about kind of guy, so unless I wanted to name her Paris or London, he was not going to be very helpful this last few weeks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am very into my annual Christmas movie watching.  I pretty much watch movies all weekend long (especially while I'm sewing- which I'm doing a lot of prepping for these holiday markets and making Christmas presents).  I've already watched Home Alone 3 times and the Family Stone 2 times.  I have some others in my personal collection, but was thinking of filling up my netflix queue with just holiday movies.  Anyone have any suggestions for good ones?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361986704053877378-5246698664539367714?l=sewlong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sewlong.blogspot.com/feeds/5246698664539367714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361986704053877378&amp;postID=5246698664539367714&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361986704053877378/posts/default/5246698664539367714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361986704053877378/posts/default/5246698664539367714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sewlong.blogspot.com/2009/11/time-for-recap.html' title='Time for a Recap...'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16690446249755257545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ul798kt5ZCo/TxIWCswE86I/AAAAAAAABNM/NhrzlFJbuBA/s220/market.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361986704053877378.post-6594916784461466824</id><published>2009-11-15T23:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T23:28:44.856-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome Christmas...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Fah who for-aze!  Dah who dor-aze! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Welcome Christmas, Come this way!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/SwD5k5G6vwI/AAAAAAAAA88/GSAxaua7X3o/s1600/grinch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/SwD5k5G6vwI/AAAAAAAAA88/GSAxaua7X3o/s320/grinch.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404593965045038850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;To kick off the Christmas season, we went to see the Grinch musical this evening.  It was pretty good, but nowhere near the original cartoon (which I watch at least twice every year).  I wish I had been able to take some pictures of the stage, but CB was worried that the ushers would bust us, so I left the camera in my purse.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This weekend really went by way too fast...  Not only will I have a busy week at work (starting a new movie and booking a big wedding scene on another show) but when it's over, CB'll be heading off for his Europe tour.  Yep, this Saturday he'll head off to Illinois to meet up with Ashton, get in a little practice, and then fly over to Amsterdam to start the tour.  They have 18 shows lined up in more than 8 different countries in about 3 1/2 weeks.   The pregnant part of me wants to say- sounds exhausting.  The jealous part of me (the part stuck here at work) wants to say- sounds exciting.  It'll be a long 4 weeks until we meet back up in Illinois the week before Christmas.  I've definitely been spoiled having him home the last two months!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361986704053877378-6594916784461466824?l=sewlong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sewlong.blogspot.com/feeds/6594916784461466824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361986704053877378&amp;postID=6594916784461466824&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361986704053877378/posts/default/6594916784461466824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361986704053877378/posts/default/6594916784461466824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sewlong.blogspot.com/2009/11/welcome-christmas.html' title='Welcome Christmas...'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16690446249755257545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ul798kt5ZCo/TxIWCswE86I/AAAAAAAABNM/NhrzlFJbuBA/s220/market.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/SwD5k5G6vwI/AAAAAAAAA88/GSAxaua7X3o/s72-c/grinch.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361986704053877378.post-729217436758494923</id><published>2009-11-08T15:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T15:57:18.185-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Aunty Ollie $100 Gift Card GUEST GIVEAWAY!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://grosgrainfabulous.blogspot.com/2009/11/aunty-ollie-100-guest-giveaway.html"&gt;Aunty Ollie $100 Gift Card GUEST GIVEAWAY!!!!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Very cute stuff!! Fingers crossed that I win! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361986704053877378-729217436758494923?l=sewlong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://grosgrainfabulous.blogspot.com/2009/11/aunty-ollie-100-guest-giveaway.html' title='Aunty Ollie $100 Gift Card GUEST GIVEAWAY!!!!'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sewlong.blogspot.com/feeds/729217436758494923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361986704053877378&amp;postID=729217436758494923&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361986704053877378/posts/default/729217436758494923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361986704053877378/posts/default/729217436758494923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sewlong.blogspot.com/2009/11/aunty-ollie-100-gift-card-guest.html' title='Aunty Ollie $100 Gift Card GUEST GIVEAWAY!!!!'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16690446249755257545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ul798kt5ZCo/TxIWCswE86I/AAAAAAAABNM/NhrzlFJbuBA/s220/market.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361986704053877378.post-1295453410461708886</id><published>2009-11-06T19:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T19:51:56.891-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Going to the Market</title><content type='html'>So I'm really really nervous tonight!  My talented and uber-creative friend &lt;a href="http://marielizabethcouture.blogspot.com/"&gt;Mari&lt;/a&gt; and I are participating in a market tomorrow called &lt;a href="http://www.bijoumarket.com/"&gt;Bijou Market.&lt;/a&gt;  It is in a town in Utah- so I'm obviously not going to go.  This is the first time I've been involved in something like this.  I only have 2 designs in this market.  But I'm still SOOO nervous that no one will like my shirts and I will not sell even 1!!  But I guess we'll know tomorrow.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next month, (Dec 5) we are participating in another 2 markets- &lt;a href="http://thebeehivebazaar.com/"&gt;another in Utah&lt;/a&gt; and one here in Burbank!  The one in Burbank is called &lt;a href="http://hiphandmaids.com/"&gt;Hip Handmaids&lt;/a&gt;, and my friends Kate and Michelle are organizing and running it- which is amazing.  There is a &lt;a href="http://hiphandmaids.blogspot.com/"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt; for Hip Handmaids where they feature the vendors and do giveaways.  Check it out this weekend for a yummy giveaway!  Also a good place to get ideas for Christmas shopping etc.  Hope if you're around you'll come out to the show!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And just to put a good ending on yesterday's no good very bad day- Caleb felt the baby kick last night for the first time.  It was probably just really good timing, but I like to think she was performing for him.  Within about 10 seconds of putting his hand there, sure enough she kicked hard enough for him to feel it!  And boy was he skeptical beforehand, but his eyes opened up wide and he gasped.  Very cool.  Good girl. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361986704053877378-1295453410461708886?l=sewlong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sewlong.blogspot.com/feeds/1295453410461708886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361986704053877378&amp;postID=1295453410461708886&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361986704053877378/posts/default/1295453410461708886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361986704053877378/posts/default/1295453410461708886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sewlong.blogspot.com/2009/11/going-to-market.html' title='Going to the Market'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16690446249755257545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ul798kt5ZCo/TxIWCswE86I/AAAAAAAABNM/NhrzlFJbuBA/s220/market.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361986704053877378.post-1951253936139530557</id><published>2009-11-05T19:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T20:04:53.623-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The No Good Very Bad Day</title><content type='html'>Well, it could have been worse (obviously) and already being at home and relaxing, it's looking up already.  But... &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had a dentist appointment.  And I have a cavity.  This whole being pregnant makes me barf while brushing my teeth, so I rush through it while gagging the whole time thing has finally caught up to me I guess.  It isn't a huge one- since it doesn't hurt or anything, but I have to wait 6 months to deal with it, so I'm going to try to give up soda and sugary candy for the most part and try my very best to keep it from getting worse.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had to work with pretty much one of the most loathed clients ever today  (I only have 2 on my list really).  But this one. Wooo boy.  Awful.  Can't admit she's wrong about anything.  Asked me for the name of the "referee" that worked on a specific day and when I gave her the name of the only one listed- she insisted htat wasn't him and there was another one.  Nope, there isn't. Flash to hours later and we figure out that she needs one of the "coaches" back.  When I figure this out and email her back, her reply was that FYI- in our world a ref and coach are the same thing and then basically commented that I should have just told her, blah blah blah... HELLO?!!?  No they are not the same thing!  Grrrr.  This seems like something that isn't a big deal but the history with this person- is that she is never wrong and everyone else is an idiot for not automatically knowing.  What takes 1 hour to finish for anyone else, takes 5 hours for her.  But at least I am just covering for someone on vacation and this is only temporary. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then just as I am finishing up, I call Caleb to tell him I'm headed home.  He's just found out that the airline that they are flying to Europe for their tour charges tons of extra fees for 1st and 2nd checked bags and since they have to bring lots of their equipment, guitars, etc.  They will rack up at least an additional $130 each for baggage.  He was already stressing about this tour, so that just adds to it, huh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lastly (hopefully), I'm pulling into our parking spot and my headlights hit... well, they hit where his bike is supposed to be.  His bike was STOLEN!  I almost didn't want to tell him.  His bike that he had tinkered with and sanded and painted and adjusted and enhanced until it was just perfectly what he wanted.  STOLEN!  Jerks.  They left my bike.  They left our dumb wake boards.  Seriously?!  Who steals a bike with a kryptonite lock on it!?!  Jerks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We're going to just going to stay in and eat frozen pizza and then hide under the covers and hope that tomorrow will be another day and a better one :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361986704053877378-1951253936139530557?l=sewlong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sewlong.blogspot.com/feeds/1951253936139530557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361986704053877378&amp;postID=1951253936139530557&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361986704053877378/posts/default/1951253936139530557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361986704053877378/posts/default/1951253936139530557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sewlong.blogspot.com/2009/11/no-good-very-bad-day.html' title='The No Good Very Bad Day'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16690446249755257545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ul798kt5ZCo/TxIWCswE86I/AAAAAAAABNM/NhrzlFJbuBA/s220/market.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361986704053877378.post-9201828571329208361</id><published>2009-11-02T16:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T17:49:59.220-08:00</updated><title type='text'>She does exist!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here she is. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We are 95% sure that we have a baby girl in there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And now that it's been confirmed (95% at least) I can say- I knew it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I had 3 dreams that I had a baby girl- and the most recent one was of our ultrasound appointment.  The Doctor had said "I don't see a weiner, so it's a girl!" and I had said back to him- "Well, I already knew that."  Plus, my overall feeling when I think of her was, you are a girl.  I'd refer to her as "she" so often, that Caleb started calling her Caleb Jr, just to balance it out a bit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;All in all she is a healthy little baby.  She has a heart with four chambers that is functioning appropriately.  (They even color coded and showed us the blood pumping through)  She has a stomach and kidneys and arms and legs and feet and hands all where is appropriate.  We are so lucky.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So this picture is of her little face.  And her big belly. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399675699521151986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 246px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/Su-AcKREY_I/AAAAAAAAA8s/oiNuDHNdZwk/s320/profile+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And then she arched her head back and we got this little profile with mouth and chin too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399675694001222770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 198px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/Su-Ab1tA9HI/AAAAAAAAA8k/lsMCIyrQCvk/s320/profile.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And this one makes me nervous.  Here she is facing the camera- head is now on the right (She was doing flips and twists and turns the whole time!)  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She looks like a puppy or a jack-o-lantern to me in this one.  I am guessing that what I think are puppy ears are actually her arms up by her head, but who knows.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/Su-AcSGLKoI/AAAAAAAAA80/pBVmw_jQYi8/s1600-h/puppy+jackolantern.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399675701622942338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 246px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/Su-AcSGLKoI/AAAAAAAAA80/pBVmw_jQYi8/s320/puppy+jackolantern.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The rest of the details that I can remember- She is about 11 oz.  She is normal sized.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They did not change her due date.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now off to break this spending slump I've been in!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361986704053877378-9201828571329208361?l=sewlong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sewlong.blogspot.com/feeds/9201828571329208361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361986704053877378&amp;postID=9201828571329208361&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361986704053877378/posts/default/9201828571329208361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361986704053877378/posts/default/9201828571329208361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sewlong.blogspot.com/2009/11/she-does-exist.html' title='She does exist!'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16690446249755257545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ul798kt5ZCo/TxIWCswE86I/AAAAAAAABNM/NhrzlFJbuBA/s220/market.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/Su-AcKREY_I/AAAAAAAAA8s/oiNuDHNdZwk/s72-c/profile+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361986704053877378.post-4395174610433452678</id><published>2009-11-02T07:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T08:03:04.694-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm up.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Well, this whole time change thing has messed my schedule. My alarm is set for 8am, and I think I woke up at 6:45 and finally gave up and got out of bed at 7:15.&lt;div&gt;Today is our ultrasound.  I'm mostly excited and a little anxious about it. I'm 19 weeks now, and as long as our baby is in a showy mood, we should find out today if it is a boy or a girl.  It's in the afternoon and before I get to do that, I have a meeting with a director of a new movie I'm working on.  I read the script last night, and hmmmm, I'm definitely too old for this movie.  I think it's geared towards 9 year olds??  The only thing I'm worried about is that I'm a super honest person, and I will have to tighten my filter for this meeting and not say something like- Worst script ever!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today is also my official start to the holiday season! (Even though I technically watched 2 Christmas movies last weekend...haha) Yay!  I'm really excited for the holidays, although, they can last as long as possible!  (I feel like time is flying by!  I could really use as much time as possible to get ready- particularly these next couple weeks before CB leaves for his Europe tour.)  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Speaking of Caleb's band... they've been soooo busy the last few weeks.  They spent a week rehearsing, a week in the studio, a week mixing, but now their CD is close to being finished- well, maybe wishful thinking, I am sure there is tons more to do on it before it goes to mastering.  It will release in the Spring sometime after the baby is born (hopefully at least a month- haha- since that means a tour to support the release will follow)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I went and visited them in the studio one night while they were recording and snapped this funny picture of Caleb at the mic.  Doesn't it look like he's singing "Heal the World" or something like that?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/Su8AXm2ljpI/AAAAAAAAA8c/--mQTo_8yVs/s320/cb+studio.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399534883807006354" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Alright, alright. He wasn't singing here- It was posed... but see- that's how honest I am... I'm totally screwed for this meeting. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361986704053877378-4395174610433452678?l=sewlong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sewlong.blogspot.com/feeds/4395174610433452678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361986704053877378&amp;postID=4395174610433452678&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361986704053877378/posts/default/4395174610433452678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361986704053877378/posts/default/4395174610433452678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sewlong.blogspot.com/2009/11/im-up.html' title='I&apos;m up.'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16690446249755257545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ul798kt5ZCo/TxIWCswE86I/AAAAAAAABNM/NhrzlFJbuBA/s220/market.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/Su8AXm2ljpI/AAAAAAAAA8c/--mQTo_8yVs/s72-c/cb+studio.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361986704053877378.post-2842827311298527105</id><published>2009-10-17T11:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T11:59:30.462-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One more thing...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;CB comes home today  YAY! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(I really got used to him being home again- so I miss him already.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My tolerance must be down for band tours!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; Anyway, one of the last things he asked me before he left was to put away the clean clothes we had just washed. Well nothing like waiting until the last minute, but I finally put them away this morning.  Yes, I'm a procrastinator, but it also has a lot to do with the long hours at work lately.  When I get home, I just feel like eating and sitting on the couch. I find that I am much more motivated in daylight hours!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So I was inspired to reorganize my closet-- get rid of the clothes that no longer fit me and more specifically probably won't want to wear once they will again.   I finally separated CB's clothes from mine again and got them back in the order I prefer:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Organized by sleeve length and color.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is the only thing I took out of the experience of working retail for 6 months in college. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I also discovered I have a lot of black short sleeve tops- like 10.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/StoRB__JECI/AAAAAAAAA8U/AXkQXeAU4PU/s320/Photo+on+2009-10-17+at+11.43.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393642229783400482" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Next step- getting matching hangers, so that everything is uniform. haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I probably should've smoothed some shirts so that it looked better before taking the pic. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361986704053877378-2842827311298527105?l=sewlong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sewlong.blogspot.com/feeds/2842827311298527105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361986704053877378&amp;postID=2842827311298527105&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361986704053877378/posts/default/2842827311298527105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361986704053877378/posts/default/2842827311298527105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sewlong.blogspot.com/2009/10/one-more-thing.html' title='One more thing...'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16690446249755257545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ul798kt5ZCo/TxIWCswE86I/AAAAAAAABNM/NhrzlFJbuBA/s220/market.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/StoRB__JECI/AAAAAAAAA8U/AXkQXeAU4PU/s72-c/Photo+on+2009-10-17+at+11.43.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361986704053877378.post-671615779737665078</id><published>2009-10-16T20:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T21:18:22.557-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Good things this week</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I got a new laptop and learned how to Video Chat.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was able to talk to Caleb (who's in Illinois this week), my brother, his wife and my nephew.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My sister in law, Rachel and CB's mom - I even sang Happy Birthday to CB when he blew out the candles of his early birthday cake they had for him. His birthday is Monday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Video Chat will definitely save me from going insane when he tours Europe next month.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I felt the baby move this week for the first time.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I wasn't sure at first, but after a few days of consistent moving- I am now.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yep, there's a baby in there!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My office surprised us with PIE on Thursday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I filled my plate with (small) portions of french apple, chocolate french silk, and key lime!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm a big fan of pie.  Yum.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/StlDlWvbTSI/AAAAAAAAA8M/dNX0T4hPKn4/s320/pie.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393416337791601954" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My girl (Irina) is still in the running for Project Runway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If she lasts the longest, myself and 2 other girls that voted for her win the big prize of fabric!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I think she has a really good shot.  Cross your fingers!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361986704053877378-671615779737665078?l=sewlong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sewlong.blogspot.com/feeds/671615779737665078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361986704053877378&amp;postID=671615779737665078&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361986704053877378/posts/default/671615779737665078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361986704053877378/posts/default/671615779737665078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sewlong.blogspot.com/2009/10/good-things-this-week.html' title='Good things this week'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16690446249755257545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ul798kt5ZCo/TxIWCswE86I/AAAAAAAABNM/NhrzlFJbuBA/s220/market.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/StlDlWvbTSI/AAAAAAAAA8M/dNX0T4hPKn4/s72-c/pie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361986704053877378.post-46362302468347549</id><published>2009-10-10T09:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T20:24:43.395-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Playing Catch up</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Wow, how quickly a month goes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm not sure I can remember all the stuff that has happened in a month- so I'll start at this week and try to work my way back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm 16 weeks pregnant now.  I think that I woke up with a tiny baby bump yesterday, because it never went away all day and is in fact, still with me today - unlike the sporadic "food bump" I've been sporting the past couple weeks- you know, the one that isn't there when I wake up, but gets a bit bigger after lunch.  The one that everyone at work reaches out to touch, and I say- "that's a not a baby, that's a sandwich.  The baby is hiding somewhere else"- it's supposed to be the size of an apple or orange or softball, depending on what book or website, and I can't figure out where the heck that could be hiding in there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We made our "fancy" ultrasound appointment that we should hopefully find out boy/girl at.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;November 2nd which is&lt;/span&gt; 3 weeks from today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I made the appointment in the afternoon (which is not as convenient with my work, but i just couldn't rationalize waiting until the next morning which would probably be a little easier for work- I seriously sat there and thought- I'd have to wait an additional 18 hours. Um, No way! It'll be my lunch break, right?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I do not know what makes this one "fancy." All I know is the doctor said that everyone's insurance get's them one fancy one and we have to go across the street to the hospital for it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Last pregnancy comment- My doctor told me at my last appointment, to stop sleeping/laying on my back (which according to my reading is a little early, but now I'm almost there anyway)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm so bummed on this one.  I wake up in the night and can't get comfortable on my side.  So I flip, nope.  Back to the middle. Augh, can't lay on my back.  Switch to the side.  I've never been a tosser or turner before.  I feel like I was hit by a truck this morning.  My back is so sore.  Ok, that's all the whining I'll do (at least pregnancy related)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;These past few weeks were very very busy for me at work.  I have less projects than usual, but one of them is particularly demanding.  I will not name the project- I'd probably be breaking confidentiality agreements in some way, but I think most people know what tv shows I'm working on right now anyway.  So they're shooting two episodes at once, and both episodes involve travel to Asia.  Let me just tell you, in the extra's casting world- Asian men and women - especially if you try to get a specific ethnicity, for example Japanese- are among the most challenging groups to book on any day.  Well, last week and this upcoming week, I've had to book Airports and street and restaurant scenes, and have needed about 400 so far.  Crazy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Outside of work and pregnancy stuff, my friend Mari and I are participating in a few craft sales with our shirts.  We went downtown to the wholesale marts and bought shirts and tanks to use. I thought it was a cool experience- going into the big warehouse like shops and picking out the right cut, color and fabrics of the shirts we wanted.  But now comes the hard part- actually making them.  Our first show is in early November &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but we need to have the inventory done by the end of October.  Lucky for me (looking on the brightside here) Caleb is going to be out of town for a few days and then busy with recording their first full length CD when he gets back for the next few weeks.  So I should have plenty of time to work on the shirts.  I got my serger repaired and just have to take it out of the plastic and start going!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Also, I was contacted by a lady with a boutique in Canada who was interested in wholesaling my bowties.  She needed them quickly, so we started with a small order- thankfully- because I'm not sure I ever want to make a bowtie again after that mad rush to get them there.  Plus shipping to Canada is PRICEY! woah. Who'd have thought?  Anyway, Makaya took some more pictures for me, so hopefully pretty soon, I'll get some more up in the store.  And because wordy posts with no pictures are boring, here's a sneak peak of adorable Ollie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/StPs_JdB28I/AAAAAAAAA8E/OpVhVJTs6g0/s320/markymark.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391913748506205122" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361986704053877378-46362302468347549?l=sewlong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sewlong.blogspot.com/feeds/46362302468347549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361986704053877378&amp;postID=46362302468347549&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361986704053877378/posts/default/46362302468347549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361986704053877378/posts/default/46362302468347549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sewlong.blogspot.com/2009/10/playing-catch-up.html' title='Playing Catch up'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16690446249755257545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ul798kt5ZCo/TxIWCswE86I/AAAAAAAABNM/NhrzlFJbuBA/s220/market.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/StPs_JdB28I/AAAAAAAAA8E/OpVhVJTs6g0/s72-c/markymark.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361986704053877378.post-2608497303987824660</id><published>2009-09-13T17:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T17:26:38.795-07:00</updated><title type='text'>If I give birth to a smurf...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It may be because while dyeing some clothes today... my gloves leaked a little today and my fingertips are all blue.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;oops.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/Sq2NAQutlVI/AAAAAAAAA78/WFfiefGLayI/s320/blue+fingers.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381112165408019794" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I also am able to recommend not taking on a project such as dyeing fabric with no paper towels in the house- I have blue grout in the kitchen tile floor now.  Hopefully Mr Clean Magic Eraser will work his magic once more! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361986704053877378-2608497303987824660?l=sewlong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sewlong.blogspot.com/feeds/2608497303987824660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361986704053877378&amp;postID=2608497303987824660&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361986704053877378/posts/default/2608497303987824660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361986704053877378/posts/default/2608497303987824660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sewlong.blogspot.com/2009/09/if-i-give-birth-to-smurf.html' title='If I give birth to a smurf...'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16690446249755257545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ul798kt5ZCo/TxIWCswE86I/AAAAAAAABNM/NhrzlFJbuBA/s220/market.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/Sq2NAQutlVI/AAAAAAAAA78/WFfiefGLayI/s72-c/blue+fingers.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361986704053877378.post-7405789576493423039</id><published>2009-09-03T13:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T13:46:59.481-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It all started with a corn...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;If anyone has checked out my sister-in-law's photography &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.makayalarsonphotography.typepad.com"&gt;site&lt;/a&gt;, you may be aware that she does a series called "Fruit of the Womb". In August, while we were home, Caleb and I participated in our first session with her and a piece of corn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/SqAki0My7mI/AAAAAAAAA7k/VYodqOkDD6o/s1600-h/cornbg%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377338135626837602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/SqAki0My7mI/AAAAAAAAA7k/VYodqOkDD6o/s320/cornbg%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yep, I'm pregnant.  Due March 27, 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/SqAkij42mKI/AAAAAAAAA7c/_MUdxgNdNDI/s1600-h/corn+bg+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377338131248224418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/SqAkij42mKI/AAAAAAAAA7c/_MUdxgNdNDI/s320/corn+bg+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The corn pics were 3 1/2 weeks ago and this ultrasound was from 2 weeks ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377338153365660514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/SqAkj2SD42I/AAAAAAAAA70/LEmn7mypPzc/s320/baby+pic.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went again yesterday to the doctor and the little baby doubled in size! Woah. Not only that but she (he) was moving her little arm and kicking her feet. I was kind of freaked out, but also very touched. We also could see the heart fluttering in her (his) chest. But we didn't get a new picture this time. Bummer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for fun, here's another pic of us. This is what Caleb would look like without a moustache! haha Thanks Kaya! Also, another one of the shirts I'd made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377338150777447314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/SqAkjso-45I/AAAAAAAAA7s/MzEGi0cTKBw/s320/mustache%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TWINS!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Harmony and Makaya are 29 today! Love you guys!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361986704053877378-7405789576493423039?l=sewlong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sewlong.blogspot.com/feeds/7405789576493423039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361986704053877378&amp;postID=7405789576493423039&amp;isPopup=true' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361986704053877378/posts/default/7405789576493423039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361986704053877378/posts/default/7405789576493423039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sewlong.blogspot.com/2009/09/it-all-started-with-corn.html' title='It all started with a corn...'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16690446249755257545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ul798kt5ZCo/TxIWCswE86I/AAAAAAAABNM/NhrzlFJbuBA/s220/market.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/SqAki0My7mI/AAAAAAAAA7k/VYodqOkDD6o/s72-c/cornbg%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361986704053877378.post-166014200856545793</id><published>2009-08-21T12:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T13:14:36.977-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ollie turns 2!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; Another Belated Birthday Post&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(Sorry Ollie, it's been a crazy week)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372509707881682146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 226px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/So79HVKgFOI/AAAAAAAAA7E/rMrFXsSX6Cg/s320/oliver+2.bmp" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; Happy 2nd Birthday to you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the best models I've ever had.&lt;br /&gt;You and &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Paul_Simon_(politician)"&gt;Paul Simon&lt;/a&gt; sure know how to sport a bowtie!&lt;br /&gt;I love those big eyes and soft curls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372510365032949266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 234px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/So79tlPkphI/AAAAAAAAA7U/RiNiY4-2uUI/s320/ollie+model.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Little brother and Big Brother all at the same time.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372510361171863138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 220px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 172px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/So79tW3BJmI/AAAAAAAAA7M/z82CXH2FRCs/s320/ollie+middle.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Obviously I must credit &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/makayalarsonphotography.blogspot.com"&gt;Makaya&lt;/a&gt; with taking these amazing photos. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361986704053877378-166014200856545793?l=sewlong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sewlong.blogspot.com/feeds/166014200856545793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361986704053877378&amp;postID=166014200856545793&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361986704053877378/posts/default/166014200856545793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361986704053877378/posts/default/166014200856545793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sewlong.blogspot.com/2009/08/ollie-turns-2.html' title='Ollie turns 2!!!'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16690446249755257545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ul798kt5ZCo/TxIWCswE86I/AAAAAAAABNM/NhrzlFJbuBA/s220/market.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/So79HVKgFOI/AAAAAAAAA7E/rMrFXsSX6Cg/s72-c/oliver+2.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361986704053877378.post-917583409110352622</id><published>2009-08-21T10:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T12:51:18.761-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Playing Catch-up!</title><content type='html'>Alright, now that Caleb is finally back home- it is definitely time to play catch-up and get some posts up that are past due. Here are the pictures and recap of my trip to Dallas and the show I caught while there. This was about 1 week into the tour. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Front row tickets!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372475529281930482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/So7eB39UBPI/AAAAAAAAA6M/M4a2EnuxhGc/s320/8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/So7eDHP6aaI/AAAAAAAAA6k/mdmRM5KOBKE/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ashton and Levi messing around in the dressing room before the show- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was one of the smaller ones, but they had their own bathroom, which was nice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/So7eCrtvWII/AAAAAAAAA6c/HYoTfsdi-JE/s1600-h/14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372475543175256194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/So7eCrtvWII/AAAAAAAAA6c/HYoTfsdi-JE/s320/14.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The three brothers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/So7eCfLQbbI/AAAAAAAAA6U/dHjRN63eETU/s1600-h/11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372475539809398194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/So7eCfLQbbI/AAAAAAAAA6U/dHjRN63eETU/s320/11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Makaya used one of the all access passes to take pictures of the show.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How awesome is this!? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372475211720299186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/So7dvY8uErI/AAAAAAAAA5s/9xpaEEjcucs/s320/4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rocking out...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372475222849493202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/So7dwCaIGNI/AAAAAAAAA58/1eTbymuNeZ4/s320/7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And Again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372475201568933282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/So7duzIchaI/AAAAAAAAA5k/5eZqEWpAMGM/s320/3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ashton on drums&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372492552362852914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/So7tgv4FAjI/AAAAAAAAA6s/G2-dfz1r7eg/s320/2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For a couple of songs, they are joined onstage by their friend John, who went on this tour with them as an additional driver and special guest musician. He plays the flute for a song, and then the saxophone as well. Caleb got the headress at the Indian reservation they visited in Arizona or New Mexico a couple days before. A lot of their songs are either about space or Native American culture... so it is very fitting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372475216264740946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 206px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/So7dvp4MwFI/AAAAAAAAA50/VKrx-q3PT7Y/s320/5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Close up of John&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/So7eBcdOTFI/AAAAAAAAA6E/cbGOzWEvgMU/s1600-h/6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372475521899580498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/So7eBcdOTFI/AAAAAAAAA6E/cbGOzWEvgMU/s320/6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole crazy bunch of us hanging out backstage&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/So7duTgk0nI/AAAAAAAAA5c/TN6RXVJg_MI/s1600-h/12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372475193080205938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 205px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/So7duTgk0nI/AAAAAAAAA5c/TN6RXVJg_MI/s320/12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And since a few of my friends requested that I post a pic or something to show the shirts I made (one which I'm wearing in these pics above, but unfortunately- don't model it well) here you go &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;a little sneak peak-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My friend Mari had a brilliant idea to collaborate with me on an adult women's clothing line.  We had a lunch with our inspiration books, set a deadline to have a few pieces done and started sewing.  This is one of the first tops I did.  Mari's are awesome as well, but I'll wait until we have more to show to do any additional unveiling.  Mari has a friend, Christine Olson, who is an amazing photographer and she had already scheduled a session with her for her &lt;a href="http://marielizabethcouture.blogspot.com/"&gt;new necklace line.&lt;/a&gt; So we sent our tops and here are a couple pics of the one I'm wearing above.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372504619064232226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/So74fH14CSI/AAAAAAAAA68/ORijM9FOPqk/s320/Brown+tank+and+sleeves.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372504611556628562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/So74er37GFI/AAAAAAAAA60/Yr4SWvowqZg/s320/Brown+tank+and+sleeves2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361986704053877378-917583409110352622?l=sewlong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sewlong.blogspot.com/feeds/917583409110352622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361986704053877378&amp;postID=917583409110352622&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361986704053877378/posts/default/917583409110352622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361986704053877378/posts/default/917583409110352622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sewlong.blogspot.com/2009/08/playing-catch-up.html' title='Playing Catch-up!'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16690446249755257545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ul798kt5ZCo/TxIWCswE86I/AAAAAAAABNM/NhrzlFJbuBA/s220/market.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/So7eB39UBPI/AAAAAAAAA6M/M4a2EnuxhGc/s72-c/8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361986704053877378.post-7309089046483700799</id><published>2009-08-18T21:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T22:47:42.465-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Remembering Our Queen Mum</title><content type='html'>Last Wednesday, my grandmother passed away.  I was lucky enough to have just visited with her a couple days during my trip to the midwest the week before.  So with a heavy heart, I quickly made plane reservations, turned around and went back to be with my family for the services. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The weekend was full of hugs, tears, laughter, more tears and wonderful memories.  The pastor gave the opportunity to share some words and memories with everyone and although so many things ran through my head, I just wasn't in a state to share them at the time.  But I wanted to express them, so here are the glimpses of rembrances that I will always hold in my heart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Going to Grandma's suitcases.  Tire Swings.  Daffodils.  Climbing trees.  Playing scales on the piano.  Hanging sheets on a clothes line.  The Lord's Prayer. Monkey Bread.  Breezeways.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Steak and Shake and the little creamer cups filled with tiny amounts of coffee. Ice cream trucks. Cold glasses of water in the refridgerator.  Psalm 23.  Twisty straws.  Teeny Jello Molds. The most amazing handmade doll house.  Dresser Drawers.  Tissues.  Little lipstick cases.  Holiday dinners in the basement.  Tiny dog ornaments.  Putting on eyebrows.  Clap On Lights.  Stuffed Lion.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So many memories from my childhood, just glimpses.  I will see her in so much of the world around me.  And my memories are just a small part of her 91 year life.  She had a fascinating life and saw so many amazing changes come to this world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the last few years, as her health started failing, she became more of a quiet observer at all our family events.  She was always a people watcher, but I imagine her kids and grandkids were her favorite to watch.  I liked to think of her as our very own Queen Mum, keeping a watchful eye over us all.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Although I knew somewhere in my head that this day would eventually come, I guess my heart would never fully be prepared for the loss of our Queen Mum, my beloved Grandmother.  You were so loved by all who knew you and will be missed.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361986704053877378-7309089046483700799?l=sewlong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sewlong.blogspot.com/feeds/7309089046483700799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361986704053877378&amp;postID=7309089046483700799&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361986704053877378/posts/default/7309089046483700799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361986704053877378/posts/default/7309089046483700799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sewlong.blogspot.com/2009/08/remembering-our-queen-mum.html' title='Remembering Our Queen Mum'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16690446249755257545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ul798kt5ZCo/TxIWCswE86I/AAAAAAAABNM/NhrzlFJbuBA/s220/market.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361986704053877378.post-6854991717029697623</id><published>2009-07-26T22:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T23:06:06.285-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Travel Story</title><content type='html'>It seems like my journeys to meet up with Caleb on tour are always blogworthy.  If you've forgotten May's excursion in the brown limo, you can find it &lt;a href="http://sewlong.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-heart-ny.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div&gt;A little background info before the story- I worked late Friday night, got home around 9:45, ate dinner, did the dishes, packed my suitcase and finally settled in for bed around 11:45 am, setting my phone alarm for 4:50.  I had a 7am flight and thought, if I'm out the door by 5:20ish, I'll be set. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wake up to my phone alarm- ah, geez time to wake up already!?- I notice that Caleb had sent me a text in the middle of the night, then go jump in the shower. I don't reply, because he would obviously be sleeping.  He often texts me when they get to the hotel, so I know he made it safe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I jump in the shower... I shave my legs, I wash my hair.  I get out of the shower, less sleepy than before.  My plan is to put in my contacts and do my makeup on the plane after I'd slept for awhile... But I am going to a concert tonight, I am seeing my husband for the first time in a week.  So I decide to straighten my hair.  I check the time on my phone.  14 minutes after the hour.  I have about 6 minutes before my allotted leave time.  Yikes, got to move fast.  I start blowdrying.  I finish fairly quickly, but know that there is no way I'll leave right at 5:20, I start to think 5:30 won't be bad.  I could still make it ok if I left at 5:30... Obviously no traffic.  I go to work with the straightener.  I get my hair pretty straight and then all of a sudden my mind goes clear.  I got to hit the road.  I zip up my bag, throw the rest of my makeup and stuff in my purse, yell a goodbye to the cats and head out the door.  When I'm almost to the stairs, my heart starts racing,  I haven't check the clock in awhile, I don't know how long it took my to straighten my hair- what if there is a problem at the parking structure?  What if the shuttles are late?  I could miss my flight.  I start to get really stressed out.  Even though it is pitch black, I'm racing down the stairs. I round the corner, throw my suitcase in the back, get in the front seat, hit the garage opener, start the car... not wanting to see how late it is.  The whole time saying, Please God, don't let me be late, over and over again. The radio station is showing instead of the time on the clock. Delaying the inevitable- I think I wanted to feel like I was on my way, before I checked to see how late I was... I start to back out- but then I hit the button to switch to the time.  1:36.  Huh?  I think, did the battery die? How'd the clock get reset?  I get out my phone. yep, 1:36am.  What?!?!  I pull back forward.  I stop the car, grab my purse and exit the car.  How am I 4 HOURS EARLY?  Didn't my alarm go off?  No, it's still set.  I check the time of the message for CB.  12:57am.  Yep, sounds about right.  In my exhaustion of waking up and the stress of the trip, I had convinced myself that my ALARM had gone off, instead of just the single beep, beep,beep of a text message.  WHAT?!?!   I got completely ready.  I shaved my legs.  Washed my hair.  Blew out and straightened my hair.  CHECKED THE TIME.  all on just one hour of sleep and 4 hours early!!!!!!  I trudged back up the stairs and got back in my pjs. Got back in bed and wished for sleep.  Although, now that I was completely ready, I reset my alarm for 5:10... might as well get an extra 20 minutes, huh?! Crazy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361986704053877378-6854991717029697623?l=sewlong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sewlong.blogspot.com/feeds/6854991717029697623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361986704053877378&amp;postID=6854991717029697623&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361986704053877378/posts/default/6854991717029697623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361986704053877378/posts/default/6854991717029697623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sewlong.blogspot.com/2009/07/travel-story.html' title='Travel Story'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16690446249755257545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ul798kt5ZCo/TxIWCswE86I/AAAAAAAABNM/NhrzlFJbuBA/s220/market.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361986704053877378.post-5724557435159537297</id><published>2009-07-19T21:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T21:13:11.827-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wish I were there...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My husband, the rock star&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tonight was the first night of the tour we're calling&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"The Arena Rock Tour"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thanks to Rachel for taking some pics and to Harmony for letting me steal them off your blog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Caleb called me before the show from the locker room of the Utah Jazz. crazy  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Almost feels like you're there, huh? haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/SmPtcvnnd4I/AAAAAAAAA48/23qD9WydpV8/s320/tweakbirdtool.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360389059575773058" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In case you couldn't tell how HUGE this place is in the previous picture.  Wow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/SmPtc98PM7I/AAAAAAAAA5E/RdOKoLVMLSY/s1600-h/bigarena.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/SmPtc98PM7I/AAAAAAAAA5E/RdOKoLVMLSY/s320/bigarena.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360389063420359602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Less than a week before I get to see them in Dallas.  Woohoo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361986704053877378-5724557435159537297?l=sewlong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sewlong.blogspot.com/feeds/5724557435159537297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361986704053877378&amp;postID=5724557435159537297&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361986704053877378/posts/default/5724557435159537297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361986704053877378/posts/default/5724557435159537297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sewlong.blogspot.com/2009/07/wish-i-were-there.html' title='Wish I were there...'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16690446249755257545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ul798kt5ZCo/TxIWCswE86I/AAAAAAAABNM/NhrzlFJbuBA/s220/market.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/SmPtcvnnd4I/AAAAAAAAA48/23qD9WydpV8/s72-c/tweakbirdtool.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361986704053877378.post-1154594984748572394</id><published>2009-07-01T19:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T20:19:34.743-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates and Belated Birthdays</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I've been pretty swamped at work the past few weeks and so I haven't had much time to update on my blog.  Don't let my boss know, but I do my best blogging at the office. Just kidding ;)  Caleb is visiting in Illinois working on writing the new album, so I have the place to myself for a couple more days.  When he gets back, we're going to paint our bedroom and living room and do a minor redecorate! I'm pretty excited.  We rarely redecorate because we usually move first, but being here for a few years- I'm ready to mix some things up!&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since my blogging has taken a backseat to my working- I've missed some birthday shout outs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My older brother, Tom turned 29 this past Friday!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We looked a lot alike as kids... but now I don't see it as much.  Maybe it's the beard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Anyway, Tom, his wife Annie and Thomas are coming to visit us next week and I'm pretty excited!  It's their first trip out and it'll be fun to take them to all the cool hotspots- the beach, Disneyland, Hollywood, etc&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/Skwkqq1qfCI/AAAAAAAAA40/II-qQKsseSY/s400/tom+bday.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353694372509154338" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Also celebrating his birthday on Friday- is my brother in law Micah!  28!  Woop woop!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(I don't have a picture of Micah on the new laptop yet, but hopefully CB will bring back a camera full of pictures!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And to wrap up the weekend-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy Belated Birthday to my mother-in-law who celebrated her day on Saturday with a family birthday party that CB got into town just in time to attend.  I always feel more left out and homesick when our families get together without us there- but I'm really glad he made it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love you guys and miss you! Hope you had great days!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361986704053877378-1154594984748572394?l=sewlong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sewlong.blogspot.com/feeds/1154594984748572394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361986704053877378&amp;postID=1154594984748572394&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361986704053877378/posts/default/1154594984748572394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361986704053877378/posts/default/1154594984748572394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sewlong.blogspot.com/2009/07/updates-and-belated-birthdays.html' title='Updates and Belated Birthdays'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16690446249755257545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ul798kt5ZCo/TxIWCswE86I/AAAAAAAABNM/NhrzlFJbuBA/s220/market.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/Skwkqq1qfCI/AAAAAAAAA40/II-qQKsseSY/s72-c/tom+bday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361986704053877378.post-1282659248240052061</id><published>2009-06-21T15:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T15:05:25.377-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wishing you a</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/Sj6umQZ_7ZI/AAAAAAAAA4k/XpAjpH26pys/s1600-h/DSCF3041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/Sj6umQZ_7ZI/AAAAAAAAA4k/XpAjpH26pys/s400/DSCF3041.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349905379625004434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361986704053877378-1282659248240052061?l=sewlong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sewlong.blogspot.com/feeds/1282659248240052061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361986704053877378&amp;postID=1282659248240052061&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361986704053877378/posts/default/1282659248240052061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361986704053877378/posts/default/1282659248240052061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sewlong.blogspot.com/2009/06/wishing-you.html' title='Wishing you a'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16690446249755257545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ul798kt5ZCo/TxIWCswE86I/AAAAAAAABNM/NhrzlFJbuBA/s220/market.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/Sj6umQZ_7ZI/AAAAAAAAA4k/XpAjpH26pys/s72-c/DSCF3041.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361986704053877378.post-8683703356383138909</id><published>2009-06-14T18:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T19:11:24.882-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Adorn your hair</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Awhile ago, I posted a &lt;a href="http://sewlong.blogspot.com/2009/02/blog-post.html"&gt;little game&lt;/a&gt; on my blog.  I had seen it on my friend Mari's blog and had to participate knowing that in doing so, I'd get something fantastic from her!  She signed up on mine too... so we recently exchanged our "gifts" and I finally have pictures and am able to post them up here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Without further ado, here is the &lt;i&gt;gorgeous&lt;/i&gt; headband she made me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/SjWqo_sqizI/AAAAAAAAA4M/HvQ3D537boY/s320/DSCF3001.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347367753842592562" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Where can I get one of these, you ask???  Well, this headband named "Kissing Kate" is available on &lt;a href="http://marielizabethcouture.blogspot.com"&gt;her website&lt;/a&gt; along with so many other great styles.  Mari is one of the most creative people I know and I am so inspired by her.  Not only is she selling custom and couture headbands online, but her line is also for sale in a New York City salon boutique!   You Rock Mari! And thanks for this great headband!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/SjWqoiE71DI/AAAAAAAAA4E/otdSsreacyk/s320/DSCF3022.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347367745891324978" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh, and family back home- I guess this is the first you've seen of my hair color- Back to blonde... Well, almost.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361986704053877378-8683703356383138909?l=sewlong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sewlong.blogspot.com/feeds/8683703356383138909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361986704053877378&amp;postID=8683703356383138909&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361986704053877378/posts/default/8683703356383138909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361986704053877378/posts/default/8683703356383138909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sewlong.blogspot.com/2009/06/adorn-your-hair.html' title='Adorn your hair'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16690446249755257545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ul798kt5ZCo/TxIWCswE86I/AAAAAAAABNM/NhrzlFJbuBA/s220/market.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/SjWqo_sqizI/AAAAAAAAA4M/HvQ3D537boY/s72-c/DSCF3001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361986704053877378.post-81831062277266376</id><published>2009-06-13T16:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T16:27:05.132-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Trophy Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This spring, our nephew Haven played TeeBall.  He's been a baseball fan probably since birth, so it was really great to get to see him learn the game and play on a team.  Yesterday marked the end of the season and the Trophy Ceremony.  Haven's parents, Mick and Schae, signed up to volunteer at the beginning of the season and ended up with their own team.  They were fantastic coaches.  They were so enthusiastic and encouraging to every kid on the team.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The coaches were recognized first at the ceremony and here they are waiting for their plaques. (those 3 kids weren't really supposed to be there, but they stood up there the whole time!  It was really funny)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/SjVatYHVjfI/AAAAAAAAA28/vTiZ4CBUDNY/s320/DSCF2952.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347279868186168818" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then Mick and Schae took the trophies back to their team and handed them out 1 by 1.  Mick would give a little intro to each one.  I haven't seen Haven so excited before.  He was smiling sooo big and was fidgeting nervously.  His first trophy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/SjVatptDqfI/AAAAAAAAA3E/v2DNx74GbEQ/s320/DSCF2957.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347279872907782642" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This video is of Mick announcing Haven's trophy and also of their "team chant" which they'd do before and after every game.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-eeab295fe7c1183" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v4.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D0eeab295fe7c1183%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329915823%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DC1BC6FF0B7C88DAA85AAB7BBFF69496013E724B.1017851465D3C0FA57D04F32EA94D75024FF8232%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Deeab295fe7c1183%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DmViny7qB3jXjg1FCeQGRx3GsFLo&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v4.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D0eeab295fe7c1183%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329915823%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DC1BC6FF0B7C88DAA85AAB7BBFF69496013E724B.1017851465D3C0FA57D04F32EA94D75024FF8232%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Deeab295fe7c1183%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DmViny7qB3jXjg1FCeQGRx3GsFLo&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Haven posing proudly with his trophy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/SjVaukY72AI/AAAAAAAAA3c/OLnFT7H5pGs/s320/DSCF2963.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347279888661075970" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The parents went together and gave Mick and Schae a few gifts.  One was a photo collage of all the kids on the team.  Another was a golden glove trophy.  Finally they gave them a game ball signed by all the kids on the team.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/SjVbMsLw4CI/AAAAAAAAA3s/17ovfowdI4s/s320/DSCF2960.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347280406149390370" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Haven watching Mick open the gifts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/SjVat7x_TgI/AAAAAAAAA3M/p3J18THPBu0/s320/DSCF2959.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347279877760306690" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Haven signs the team ball.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/SjVauRRnieI/AAAAAAAAA3U/Bfy5L_Hj7Bo/s320/DSCF2961.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347279883530111458" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Haven and Mick with their trophies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/SjVbMAK50TI/AAAAAAAAA3k/ulWQiOlZzfk/s320/DSCF2964.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347280394334622002" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;HIGHLIGHTS FROM THE SEASON!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Haven at bat.  1 strike and then a single to 1st!  Video cuts out before he gets there, but he really did make it all the way!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-753d2e7f2054ff96" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v10.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D753d2e7f2054ff96%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329915823%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6A78A4FED10574BA10A3FE51EA6392231A3E22FB.84F248E3206A15ED704BEBF4B24A0C9D55D4AAC8%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D753d2e7f2054ff96%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DQAUTdk4yge64JB1Q2C_nbW6TabE&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v10.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D753d2e7f2054ff96%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329915823%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6A78A4FED10574BA10A3FE51EA6392231A3E22FB.84F248E3206A15ED704BEBF4B24A0C9D55D4AAC8%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D753d2e7f2054ff96%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DQAUTdk4yge64JB1Q2C_nbW6TabE&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My favorite part of the game&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/SjV_1-uqVsI/AAAAAAAAA38/FYmmwTreJP4/s320/goodgame.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347320697920837314" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Haven and his best friend Gaby&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/SjV_1jkaiQI/AAAAAAAAA30/ggOIAvO-mos/s320/haven+and+gabi.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347320690630101250" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361986704053877378-81831062277266376?l=sewlong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=753d2e7f2054ff96&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=eeab295fe7c1183&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sewlong.blogspot.com/feeds/81831062277266376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361986704053877378&amp;postID=81831062277266376&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361986704053877378/posts/default/81831062277266376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361986704053877378/posts/default/81831062277266376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sewlong.blogspot.com/2009/06/trophy-day.html' title='Trophy Day!'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16690446249755257545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ul798kt5ZCo/TxIWCswE86I/AAAAAAAABNM/NhrzlFJbuBA/s220/market.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/SjVatYHVjfI/AAAAAAAAA28/vTiZ4CBUDNY/s72-c/DSCF2952.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361986704053877378.post-3532776758585765751</id><published>2009-06-13T16:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T16:57:34.105-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Annie!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The BIG 29!&lt;br /&gt;WhoooP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We hope you have a great birthday and year!  Can't wait for you to come visit!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361986704053877378-3532776758585765751?l=sewlong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sewlong.blogspot.com/feeds/3532776758585765751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361986704053877378&amp;postID=3532776758585765751&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361986704053877378/posts/default/3532776758585765751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361986704053877378/posts/default/3532776758585765751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sewlong.blogspot.com/2009/06/happy-birthday-annie.html' title='Happy Birthday Annie!'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16690446249755257545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ul798kt5ZCo/TxIWCswE86I/AAAAAAAABNM/NhrzlFJbuBA/s220/market.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361986704053877378.post-3420433111711036400</id><published>2009-06-12T23:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T23:17:47.030-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Snowmen in a Blizzard</title><content type='html'>First off, Thank you to everyone for your prayers and concern.  My dad made it through surgery yesterday and today he was up walking about and in pretty good spirits.  I wish I could've been there to support him through this, but I did send him one large, obnoxious singing balloon.  In my defense, I really had no choice- the balloon sings "Don't worry be happy" and my dad used to sing us that song in the car when we were kids.  It was fate.   He should be allowed to go home on Sunday and will hopefully be good as new before too long.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've had a busy week with work.  I'm doing the sequel to a Summer blockbuster I was credited in last year (&lt;a href="http://sewlong.blogspot.com/2008/04/my-name-in-lights-sort-of.html"&gt;you may remember hearing about it&lt;/a&gt;).  I can't actually say anything about it though, due to the 14 page confidentiality agreement I signed.  Let's just say, there is only one more month left of production- and I'm ready for a break!   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Did anyone else procrastinate and watch their tv go to snow one channel at a time today?  We have been anti-cable since 2006, when I watched an entire summer of Sweet Sixteen and felt my brain melting, and never made a decision about buying a new tv or cashing in our converter coupon... which is now expired.  I find it really hilarious that we don't have TV, by the way.  I guess we'll live on netflix and tv on the internet for a few days to see which direction we should go.  I think I'll miss my mornings with Regis the most...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361986704053877378-3420433111711036400?l=sewlong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sewlong.blogspot.com/feeds/3420433111711036400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361986704053877378&amp;postID=3420433111711036400&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361986704053877378/posts/default/3420433111711036400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361986704053877378/posts/default/3420433111711036400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sewlong.blogspot.com/2009/06/snowmen-in-blizzard.html' title='Snowmen in a Blizzard'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16690446249755257545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ul798kt5ZCo/TxIWCswE86I/AAAAAAAABNM/NhrzlFJbuBA/s220/market.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361986704053877378.post-5475447681381325273</id><published>2009-06-10T09:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T10:16:41.101-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Becoming an Adult</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm sure there are many events that happen in our lives that make us feel like we are finally an "adult".  Usually the next event will come and we'll realize that we were in fact, not yet the adult that we thought we were.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The events in my life have been:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Signing the lease to my first apartment (I was actually only 17, boy was I not an adult yet)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Graduating college&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Getting Married&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Moving 2000 miles away from my home&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Turning 25&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Not moving in more than 3 years&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Finding out that my Dad isn't invincible.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I don't know if it's a daughter thing, but I never imagined that my Dad could get sick.  He's having surgery tomorrow morning.  If you pray, please say a prayer for him.  That his surgery goes smoothly.  That his recovery is quick.  That once it's gone, it stays gone.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I know that he is going to be fine, but I believe in the power of prayer, and every little bit helps. Thanks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361986704053877378-5475447681381325273?l=sewlong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sewlong.blogspot.com/feeds/5475447681381325273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361986704053877378&amp;postID=5475447681381325273&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361986704053877378/posts/default/5475447681381325273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361986704053877378/posts/default/5475447681381325273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sewlong.blogspot.com/2009/06/becoming-adult.html' title='Becoming an Adult'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16690446249755257545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ul798kt5ZCo/TxIWCswE86I/AAAAAAAABNM/NhrzlFJbuBA/s220/market.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361986704053877378.post-7956922233705024181</id><published>2009-06-09T22:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T22:10:34.844-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wow</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I just ran a mile.  Straight through.  No stopping.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I haven't done that since high school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm exhausted.  Time for bed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361986704053877378-7956922233705024181?l=sewlong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sewlong.blogspot.com/feeds/7956922233705024181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361986704053877378&amp;postID=7956922233705024181&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361986704053877378/posts/default/7956922233705024181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361986704053877378/posts/default/7956922233705024181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sewlong.blogspot.com/2009/06/wow.html' title='Wow'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16690446249755257545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ul798kt5ZCo/TxIWCswE86I/AAAAAAAABNM/NhrzlFJbuBA/s220/market.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361986704053877378.post-9009119494076718197</id><published>2009-06-07T19:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T12:40:59.241-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I heart Craigslist</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Now that Caleb is home, we are taking care of some business. And today, we paid our final payment on our credit card! Woop!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a reward to ourselves for this hard work (we've been carrying that credit card debt since before we were married!), we set aside some extra money to get a laptop, since our computer has been crashing. It's a Mac too, I thought those weren't supposed to crash. Anyway, we kept looking on Apple.com, and trying to budget it in... but then Caleb found a cute little laptop (in our neighborhood!) for less than half the price of a new one! It is a couple years old, but the guy had just had the newest operating system reinstalled- so it's good as new! Our new laptop has a built in camera and a fun program photobooth. Here are the highlights from this afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regular Black and White- bored&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/Six92XtKH9I/AAAAAAAAA1k/iusWRhcdHM4/s1600-h/Photo+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344785230811766738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/Six92XtKH9I/AAAAAAAAA1k/iusWRhcdHM4/s320/Photo+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Pop Art Style - probably one of the better pics of me ever taken- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Thank goodness for overexposure! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/Six92hyhX_I/AAAAAAAAA10/I7ZNBTDzPJQ/s1600-h/Photo+11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344785233518616562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/Six92hyhX_I/AAAAAAAAA10/I7ZNBTDzPJQ/s320/Photo+11.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Comic Book Effect-&lt;br /&gt;I think I was trying to look upset or frightened like those comic book girls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/Six92vwUNEI/AAAAAAAAA1s/zzdGhHLTITY/s1600-h/Photo+7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344785237267461186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/Six92vwUNEI/AAAAAAAAA1s/zzdGhHLTITY/s320/Photo+7.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photo Booth Effect&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/Six-kpb4Y2I/AAAAAAAAA2M/Uy4Nb1rGCmc/s1600-h/Photo+18.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344786025845121890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 242px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/Six-kpb4Y2I/AAAAAAAAA2M/Uy4Nb1rGCmc/s320/Photo+18.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another craigslist success story- Yesterday we got a water cooler! We had been noticing the tower of empty plastic 2 1/2 gallon jugs in our kitchen waiting to be recycled and we thought- yeah, it's good that we recycle, but it'd be even better if we could reduce. (Our old apartment building has rusty pipes, so drinking the tap water is out of the question) We found the water cooler for $40 and it was in Studio City too! We have two jugs to drink and then we'll head off to the recycling place with the last of the empties, and make the switch completely!! I'm not looking foward to carrying the big heavy bottles up our stairs, but at least we'll have to do it less often, and I can switch to the smaller size while Caleb's on tour. Also, our cooler has on/off switches, so we can turn off the heat side during the summer or when we don't anticipating needing hot water as often. I'm glad for that feature, it's way more energy efficient.&lt;br /&gt;This girl is looking forward to quick and easy hot chocolates this winter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361986704053877378-9009119494076718197?l=sewlong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sewlong.blogspot.com/feeds/9009119494076718197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361986704053877378&amp;postID=9009119494076718197&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361986704053877378/posts/default/9009119494076718197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361986704053877378/posts/default/9009119494076718197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sewlong.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-heart-craigslist.html' title='I heart Craigslist'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16690446249755257545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ul798kt5ZCo/TxIWCswE86I/AAAAAAAABNM/NhrzlFJbuBA/s220/market.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/Six92XtKH9I/AAAAAAAAA1k/iusWRhcdHM4/s72-c/Photo+3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361986704053877378.post-3005543578356354013</id><published>2009-05-30T23:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T09:52:00.729-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mi Amor Verdadero</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;11 years ago we had a date.  6 years ago we had a wedding.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We were young (looked even younger), in love and &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;had no idea what the future had in store for us. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 318px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/SiIqDLkgLjI/AAAAAAAAA1M/HOk9gpwP-kk/s320/wedding+kiss.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341878342148697650" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And although the path we've walked has not always been an easy one, we found our way and hand in hand will continue.  Just as we started, 6 years ago.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 318px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/SiIqDVA8WjI/AAAAAAAAA1U/GT9oip9VI7k/s320/wedding+walk.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341878344683903538" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy Anniversary my love.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361986704053877378-3005543578356354013?l=sewlong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sewlong.blogspot.com/feeds/3005543578356354013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361986704053877378&amp;postID=3005543578356354013&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361986704053877378/posts/default/3005543578356354013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361986704053877378/posts/default/3005543578356354013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sewlong.blogspot.com/2009/05/mi-amor-verdadero.html' title='Mi Amor Verdadero'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16690446249755257545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ul798kt5ZCo/TxIWCswE86I/AAAAAAAABNM/NhrzlFJbuBA/s220/market.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/SiIqDLkgLjI/AAAAAAAAA1M/HOk9gpwP-kk/s72-c/wedding+kiss.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361986704053877378.post-5456085462150467852</id><published>2009-05-25T18:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T20:30:07.897-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthdays, links and dolls</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Today is my Grandma's 91st birthday.  She was born in 1918.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This picture with her father was taken 80 years ago (can you imagine?!) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;at my Aunt Ione's wedding.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/ShtEilHsDCI/AAAAAAAAA0c/5WDWWD9qKno/s320/Grandma+with+Joseph+Dippold+workpost.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339937144048454690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is my Grandmother and her two older sisters, Ione and Millicent.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; My grandma is on the right.  I love this photo- the style of it is amazing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/ShtEjL_N-mI/AAAAAAAAA0k/VybABHAe0zQ/s320/Grandma+with+sisters+work.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339937154481912418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My mom sent me this pic from their birthday celebration today.  I got my eye color from my Grandma. Our eyes are really light and change colors.  Sometimes blue, grey, or green.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/ShtiCjJGbTI/AAAAAAAAA1E/7DJJW7t_QPw/s1600-h/grandmabday"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/ShtiCjJGbTI/AAAAAAAAA1E/7DJJW7t_QPw/s320/grandmabday" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339969579110526258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy Birthday Grandma!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And links... Just 3 left!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/ShtAIWdOErI/AAAAAAAAA0U/TN0-USWfHAk/s320/3links.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339932295389123250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Caleb and Ashton are in Seattle and will be, after tonight, heading back down the coast towards home!  Only 3 days left! Considering &lt;a href="http://sewlong.blogspot.com/2009/04/what-im-up-to.html"&gt;what we started with&lt;/a&gt;, he's practically home!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The tour has been going really well and they've added 1000 new fans on myspace in 5 weeks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Awhile ago, my friend Christina taught some of us girls to make these cute dolls.  They are made out of a man's white athletic sock and some stuffing with yarn for hair.  I decided to make my doll for Stella.  I gave her blonde wavy hair and brown button eyes.  Matching dresses was the final touch.  Thanks for taking the pics Kaya!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/ShtQ2sPsAhI/AAAAAAAAA00/ZXf4EeWuOrc/s320/stella+doll.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339950683697971730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Top of the dress with the contrast lining.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/ShtQ2k1yjaI/AAAAAAAAA08/mDmvIcd9Fos/s320/stelladresstop.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339950681710300578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361986704053877378-5456085462150467852?l=sewlong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sewlong.blogspot.com/feeds/5456085462150467852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361986704053877378&amp;postID=5456085462150467852&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361986704053877378/posts/default/5456085462150467852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361986704053877378/posts/default/5456085462150467852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sewlong.blogspot.com/2009/05/birthdays-links-and-dolls.html' title='Birthdays, links and dolls'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16690446249755257545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ul798kt5ZCo/TxIWCswE86I/AAAAAAAABNM/NhrzlFJbuBA/s220/market.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/ShtEilHsDCI/AAAAAAAAA0c/5WDWWD9qKno/s72-c/Grandma+with+Joseph+Dippold+workpost.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361986704053877378.post-5775561287009901341</id><published>2009-05-19T12:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T17:48:33.795-07:00</updated><title type='text'>There's no crying in softball</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Even when you lose horribly- 2-10 Yikes!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was pretty brutal, but we played a team of cops and firemen, so... I think we did pretty well. Most of their runs were scored in one horrible off inning. I played 2nd base for the first inning, then right field the rest of the game. I didn't see too much action on the field- and could've done better when I did. Oh, well. It is just the start of the season.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;These pictures are actually from the game 2 weeks ago, but here I am in my cute uniform with my assistant, Lauren. Do you see my rad pink addidas stripe cleats! They are pretty much the most comfortable shoe I've even worn. Like walking on clouds!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337618993364829314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 245px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/ShMIMc3jhII/AAAAAAAAAzs/73D6yZOn1vg/s320/claire+and+lauren+uniform.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here I am playing 2nd. I think they had just walked someone. Usually I'm a little more "ready"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337619023108159906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/ShMIOLq6uaI/AAAAAAAAAz8/nqFOhzExATo/s320/claire+2nd.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here I am batting. I've never struck out (knock on wood)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Last night I got two singles, but never got to score.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337619000614154482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/ShMIM337cPI/AAAAAAAAAz0/yGQwzllB3Wc/s320/claire+batting.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And just for fun, my mom dug out my grade school softball picture. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My glove is bigger than my head! I am guessing this was the summer between 3rd and 4th grade, based on the bad perm!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/ShMIOBOu__I/AAAAAAAAA0E/W2ziN3Tmm54/s1600-h/Clairebert_Pujols%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337619020305596402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 227px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/ShMIOBOu__I/AAAAAAAAA0E/W2ziN3Tmm54/s320/Clairebert_Pujols%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361986704053877378-5775561287009901341?l=sewlong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sewlong.blogspot.com/feeds/5775561287009901341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361986704053877378&amp;postID=5775561287009901341&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361986704053877378/posts/default/5775561287009901341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361986704053877378/posts/default/5775561287009901341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sewlong.blogspot.com/2009/05/theres-no-crying-in-softball.html' title='There&apos;s no crying in softball'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16690446249755257545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ul798kt5ZCo/TxIWCswE86I/AAAAAAAABNM/NhrzlFJbuBA/s220/market.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/ShMIMc3jhII/AAAAAAAAAzs/73D6yZOn1vg/s72-c/claire+and+lauren+uniform.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361986704053877378.post-3221942366785534386</id><published>2009-05-17T19:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T19:31:59.183-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Aloha!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This afternoon, I went to a hula and watched two of my coworkers perform.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Abby and Nikki are the two in the front.  (Sorry for the blurry pics.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/ShDD0Thq36I/AAAAAAAAAzU/HPAAueSLeLE/s320/hula3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336980861796147106" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;At the end, all the groups came onstage together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/ShDD0gGgueI/AAAAAAAAAzk/ez_PYZJx9cs/s1600-h/hula5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/ShDD0gGgueI/AAAAAAAAAzk/ez_PYZJx9cs/s320/hula5.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336980865171896802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A teenage group of girls dancing with bamboo sticks.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/ShDD0oaIfDI/AAAAAAAAAzc/77RZO-JY7w4/s1600-h/hula4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/ShDD0oaIfDI/AAAAAAAAAzc/77RZO-JY7w4/s320/hula4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336980867401677874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The teacher was the old guy with the long white hair singing and playing the ukelele in the middle there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/ShDD0YaKpHI/AAAAAAAAAzM/ERrINOrtnBg/s1600-h/hula2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/ShDD0YaKpHI/AAAAAAAAAzM/ERrINOrtnBg/s320/hula2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336980863106851954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;All of the young girls had the same long hair extensions. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; I'd like to see how I would look with that hair! haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/ShDD0MgHjdI/AAAAAAAAAzE/N96RoMhbLJI/s1600-h/hula1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/ShDD0MgHjdI/AAAAAAAAAzE/N96RoMhbLJI/s320/hula1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336980859910589906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also, wish me luck- My first official softball game is tomorrow night (the game with my notorious slide was considered "preseason" I guess)  If anyone would like to come by and cheer me on in person, the game details are below:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Times;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times; font-size: 13px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="994295800-08052009"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="075205617-06052009"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Game Time is &lt;u&gt;7:&lt;span class="985102417-15052009"&gt;30&lt;/span&gt; PM&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="075205617-06052009"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#0000ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="075205617-06052009"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Location: &lt;span class="985102417-15052009"&gt;Gross &lt;/span&gt;Field #&lt;span class="985102417-15052009"&gt;1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="075205617-06052009"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#0000ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="075205617-06052009"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Address: &lt;span class="985102417-15052009"&gt;2814 W. Empire Avenue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="075205617-06052009"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;                    &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#0000ff;"&gt;Burbank 91504&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="075205617-06052009"&gt;&lt;span class="985102417-15052009"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#0000ff;"&gt;                &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;(Go beyond The Empire Center and just past Buena Vista)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:#0000FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 18px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361986704053877378-3221942366785534386?l=sewlong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sewlong.blogspot.com/feeds/3221942366785534386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361986704053877378&amp;postID=3221942366785534386&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361986704053877378/posts/default/3221942366785534386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361986704053877378/posts/default/3221942366785534386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sewlong.blogspot.com/2009/05/aloha.html' title='Aloha!'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16690446249755257545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ul798kt5ZCo/TxIWCswE86I/AAAAAAAABNM/NhrzlFJbuBA/s220/market.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/ShDD0Thq36I/AAAAAAAAAzU/HPAAueSLeLE/s72-c/hula3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361986704053877378.post-2188929789591225283</id><published>2009-05-14T10:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T10:24:55.747-07:00</updated><title type='text'>He's a cutie!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;The package I sent to Lisa's new baby Ryan arrived yesterday- FINALLY! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here are some pics she sent me of him enjoying his new stuff... haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I like to call this one... Ryan in a box!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/SgxQy7xSPeI/AAAAAAAAAyY/U2qviptWvyM/s1600-h/ryaninabox.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335728494495284706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/SgxQy7xSPeI/AAAAAAAAAyY/U2qviptWvyM/s320/ryaninabox.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;All the goodies sent, including his quilt, a matching taggie blanket, and a wipe case that I made and some other items that I found for great deals!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/SgxQyo0E9bI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/NV9CXqKv4pw/s1600-h/full+spread.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335728489406723506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/SgxQyo0E9bI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/NV9CXqKv4pw/s320/full+spread.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ryan posing with his goods&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/SgxQyvP5IlI/AAAAAAAAAyI/jeftJgk4egM/s1600-h/ryan+with+full+spread.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335728491134001746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/SgxQyvP5IlI/AAAAAAAAAyI/jeftJgk4egM/s320/ryan+with+full+spread.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made the quilt a little more "boyish", rather than "babyish", hoping that he'll like it for awhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/SgxQyoJ92RI/AAAAAAAAAyA/npdMtLLqkM0/s1600-h/ryan+full+quilt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335728489230096658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/SgxQyoJ92RI/AAAAAAAAAyA/npdMtLLqkM0/s320/ryan+full+quilt.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ryan's name stitched in a teal blue to match the minky chenille backing of the quilt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/SgxQybXjQCI/AAAAAAAAAx4/SKlkZ7tlcHA/s1600-h/ryanquiltname.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335728485797412898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/SgxQybXjQCI/AAAAAAAAAx4/SKlkZ7tlcHA/s320/ryanquiltname.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lisa- Thanks for sending the pics, I can't wait to meet him!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361986704053877378-2188929789591225283?l=sewlong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sewlong.blogspot.com/feeds/2188929789591225283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361986704053877378&amp;postID=2188929789591225283&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361986704053877378/posts/default/2188929789591225283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361986704053877378/posts/default/2188929789591225283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sewlong.blogspot.com/2009/05/hes-cutie.html' title='He&apos;s a cutie!'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16690446249755257545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ul798kt5ZCo/TxIWCswE86I/AAAAAAAABNM/NhrzlFJbuBA/s220/market.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/SgxQy7xSPeI/AAAAAAAAAyY/U2qviptWvyM/s72-c/ryaninabox.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361986704053877378.post-5797522966490039741</id><published>2009-05-12T13:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T13:45:37.966-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I heart NY</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm back from my long weekend trip as a groupie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I had a great time in New York, plus it was really nice to see Caleb.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We went to Brooklyn, ate Indian food, they played a show.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We went to Manhattan, ate Indian food, they played a show.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That's actually a run down of the first two days! haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And then on his day off on Monday- we went to the Statue of Liberty.  We decided to take the ferry over, and I'm glad that we did.  I took this picture with my phone camera.  I have a roll of film to develop and then I'll post some more pictures up here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335031861112996850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/SgnXNiMIA_I/AAAAAAAAAxw/UJYyB1I5K8U/s320/statue.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Caleb and I went to see the Broadway musical, Rock of Ages, which actually turned out to be pretty funny and entertaining.  Even though it was pricey, ($62 each at half price!) I'm glad we went.  You can't really put a price on culture, can you?  Rock of Ages is an 80's rock musical starring American Idol's Constantine, but we enjoyed it inspite of him.  He's even up for a Tony.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The band had a great response in NY, a lot of people came to see them again (since they were just there last month).  I'll see him again in less than two weeks- I'm going to fly up to Portland/Seattle for Memorial Day weekend and meet up with him again there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now for a funny story of my arrival to Philadelphia: &lt;br /&gt;Personally,  I've never really been into animal prints.  They just aren't really my style.  (Well, that's not entirely true- Caleb and I did this horrible matching leopard print look for Senior Homecoming when we were on court.  I mean- wow- that's probably one of my top 5 worst outfits of all time and it's in the yearbook for all to see for years to come)  So anyway, Caleb had already taken our other luggage filled with merchandise (tshirts, cds and records) to Illinois at the start of the tour.  They had reordered some of the shirts and sold out of records, so he asked me to bring some out.  Sure, I can handle that.  I ask around the office for a medium sized roller bag and this guy says sure, he has a wife and two daughters= plenty of extra luggage.  So Thursday morning, he tells me- I'm going to bring you one of my daughter's suitcases.  Oh, thanks!  That's Awesome.  And he says "It's girly too, I think it's zebra print".  I gulp (beggars can't be choosers) and think- you know- I've seen a lot of zebra print lately, it's probably in style, that's not too bad, sure.  When he comes back with the bag that afternoon, he says, nope he was mistaken, it was leopard print.  (Once again, nothing bad with leopard print bags, just not my personal style... considering the above horror outfit story, I have probably been traumatized against the print for life)  Thanks!  That's awesome! Ok, fast forward to Philadelphia, where I've landed and am now grabbing my bag off the carousel (definitely easy to spot) and heading to the ground transportation desk to inquire about the cost to take a cab to West Chester (a suburb- where the band was playing that night).  While I'm waiting for the answer to get radio'd back in, this cabbie looking guy approaches me and asks where I need to go.  He talks to Caleb on the phone to get the feel of where this place is and tells me that it'll cost $75.  The guy at the desk confirms- $70 plus or minus a few dollars, so I think, ok sure.  The "cabbie" (Greek I think) tells Caleb "Ok, I will bring your wife" and slides closed the phone.  Caleb called me back a few seconds later saying that he was freaked out that he heard a man say that and then the phone line went dead.  He said that he freaked out and thought "I'm never going to see Claire again"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anyway, so the guy is wheeling my leopard print bag and leading me to his "cab" which turns out to be a 1980's brown stretch limousine.  I gasp again.  He is putting my bag in the trunk, telling me that I'm getting a deal since he's charging me the cab rate and not the limousine rate, but all I'm thinking is that I'm going to step out of an old brown limousine with my leopard print suitcase in front of the little dive bar where they were playing.  HAHAHA  What a diva!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361986704053877378-5797522966490039741?l=sewlong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sewlong.blogspot.com/feeds/5797522966490039741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361986704053877378&amp;postID=5797522966490039741&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361986704053877378/posts/default/5797522966490039741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361986704053877378/posts/default/5797522966490039741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sewlong.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-heart-ny.html' title='I heart NY'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16690446249755257545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ul798kt5ZCo/TxIWCswE86I/AAAAAAAABNM/NhrzlFJbuBA/s220/market.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/SgnXNiMIA_I/AAAAAAAAAxw/UJYyB1I5K8U/s72-c/statue.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361986704053877378.post-779730220518181111</id><published>2009-05-07T22:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T22:22:30.825-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One purple left</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Which means I see Caleb tomorrow night! woohoo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/SgPBdZ4WPlI/AAAAAAAAAxo/tDMQCv9_BSA/s1600-h/1+purple+left.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/SgPBdZ4WPlI/AAAAAAAAAxo/tDMQCv9_BSA/s320/1+purple+left.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333319094644391506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361986704053877378-779730220518181111?l=sewlong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sewlong.blogspot.com/feeds/779730220518181111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361986704053877378&amp;postID=779730220518181111&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361986704053877378/posts/default/779730220518181111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361986704053877378/posts/default/779730220518181111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sewlong.blogspot.com/2009/05/one-purple-left.html' title='One purple left'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16690446249755257545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ul798kt5ZCo/TxIWCswE86I/AAAAAAAABNM/NhrzlFJbuBA/s220/market.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/SgPBdZ4WPlI/AAAAAAAAAxo/tDMQCv9_BSA/s72-c/1+purple+left.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361986704053877378.post-4120170285498877896</id><published>2009-05-04T17:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T21:57:08.544-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I know you're on the edge of your seats...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt; WE WON!  12-10!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was sooo nervous but it ended up being okay.  First inning I played 2nd.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I got a hit in the 2nd inning and made it to 1st base.  Unfortunately&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; the next batter hit a pop up to just behind 1st base... so I had to wait to run- and then once it was dropped I took off to 2nd.  Well, I knew the play was coming&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; my way... I could see the guy getting ready, so I did it- I slid into 2nd... but still got out.  I must've learned to slide from Harm and Kaya (or from Haven haha)... because it was totally automatic, I just did it.  Ouch.  Here is a picture of my battle wound right from the dug out.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;WARNING- not for the faint of heart ;)  If you look at the sock pulled back, you can actually see the skin that scraped off stuck to it.  Yuck!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/Sf_Eisy9HBI/AAAAAAAAAxg/eY164KYfQog/s200/wound.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332196584249433106" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And here is my wound now, in better lighting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/Sf_EiWrO6LI/AAAAAAAAAxY/H0M-S8a4JFw/s200/wound2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332196578311465138" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But yeah, it was a great game.  I never got to cross the plate, but I hit every at bat.  I got out at 1st once, out at 2nd once, and out at 3rd.  Gee whiz... I guess I should work on my base running!   I'll be in NY with CB next Monday, so I have 2 weeks til my next game.  Maybe I'll start running in the mornings again. hmmm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If I get pics tomorrow from the other players or fans, I'll put them up here so you all can see me in my cute uniform!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361986704053877378-4120170285498877896?l=sewlong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sewlong.blogspot.com/feeds/4120170285498877896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361986704053877378&amp;postID=4120170285498877896&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361986704053877378/posts/default/4120170285498877896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361986704053877378/posts/default/4120170285498877896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sewlong.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-know-youre-on-edge-of-your-seats.html' title='I know you&apos;re on the edge of your seats...'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16690446249755257545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ul798kt5ZCo/TxIWCswE86I/AAAAAAAABNM/NhrzlFJbuBA/s220/market.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/Sf_Eisy9HBI/AAAAAAAAAxg/eY164KYfQog/s72-c/wound.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361986704053877378.post-4298880983523028527</id><published>2009-05-03T17:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T17:11:02.156-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Mom!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Just wanted to give a quick shout out Birthday wish to my mom!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I wish we could be there to celebrate with you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(sorry no picture, but the one I wanted wouldn't scan in)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But you can see pics of my lovely mom &lt;a href="http://sewlong.blogspot.com/2009/02/blog-post_23.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; and read about how she inspires me to be a better person &lt;a href="http://sewlong.blogspot.com/2009/02/there-comes-time.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Love you Mom!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361986704053877378-4298880983523028527?l=sewlong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sewlong.blogspot.com/feeds/4298880983523028527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361986704053877378&amp;postID=4298880983523028527&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361986704053877378/posts/default/4298880983523028527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361986704053877378/posts/default/4298880983523028527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sewlong.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-birthday-mom.html' title='Happy Birthday Mom!'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16690446249755257545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ul798kt5ZCo/TxIWCswE86I/AAAAAAAABNM/NhrzlFJbuBA/s220/market.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361986704053877378.post-9076547806872944799</id><published>2009-05-01T11:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T11:30:26.454-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Picnic Frock GIVEAWAY!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://grosgrainfabulous.blogspot.com/2009/04/picnic-frock-giveaway.html"&gt;Picnic Frock GIVEAWAY!!!!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361986704053877378-9076547806872944799?l=sewlong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://grosgrainfabulous.blogspot.com/2009/04/picnic-frock-giveaway.html' title='Picnic Frock GIVEAWAY!!!!'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sewlong.blogspot.com/feeds/9076547806872944799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361986704053877378&amp;postID=9076547806872944799&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361986704053877378/posts/default/9076547806872944799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361986704053877378/posts/default/9076547806872944799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sewlong.blogspot.com/2009/05/picnic-frock-giveaway.html' title='Picnic Frock GIVEAWAY!!!!'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16690446249755257545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ul798kt5ZCo/TxIWCswE86I/AAAAAAAABNM/NhrzlFJbuBA/s220/market.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361986704053877378.post-1346721726196121198</id><published>2009-04-26T15:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T16:18:48.596-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What I'm up to</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So... &lt;a href="http://tweakbird.com"&gt;the band&lt;/a&gt; is off again.  CB and I had such a fun week together hanging out before he left- eating out nearly every night, going to the beach, taking walks on the bike path- preparing for this time apart. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I've been asked to post this part, but warning- it is really nerdy** The morning he left, we made this paper chain.  (I had made one for him when I went to Germany for my high school exchange trip, so it seemed perfect to make one now)  Each week is a different color to help me see the passage of time.  As you can see, I've nearly finished week one- there is only one yellow link left!&lt;br /&gt;The white links (kind of hard to see but there are two, the first one is in the center) represent the days that I'm planning on visiting him.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/SfTnAUf7oOI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/hV5Rs2LPE_4/s1600-h/links.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/SfTnAUf7oOI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/hV5Rs2LPE_4/s200/links.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329138251774796002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm really looking forward to the trip to NYC (the first white link- and now about 12 days away).  I haven't been back since we went 5 years ago.  And that trip... well, let's just say I had the premier NY experience- I ate delicious pizza, got robbed (well, thieved at least- my purse was stolen by a guy in a big puffy coat) in Macy's of all places, the subway had some sort of explosion and we were evacuated (ashton, their old drummer Tim, and I) and had to walk for probably what seemed like 200 blocks, and then once it reopened- we got lost wandering around Brooklyn trying to find our way back.  That was my experience- CB spent the entire three days in a basement recording studio.  But even after all that, I still have good thoughts of the city, and so I'm very excited to get some time in NY above ground with CB, hopefully keeping my purse in hand--- I've definitely learned my lesson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;More news- I'm on a softball team!  My office has decided to join the Burbank leagues, and I'm on the team.  I got some good practice time in with Caleb before he left and he gave me some pointers on how to throw better, so hopefully I won't embarrass myself... but in case you'd like to come see if I do embarrass myself- games are Monday nights, starting May 4th in Burbank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is my jersey, I really like how they turned out.  The executives surprised us by buying the hats to wear- they say casting director on back- haha  I bought my cleats  (Adidas with pink stripes!! Woohoo!) and now all I need are my baseball pants and tall socks- and yes, I am planning to wear them.  If you're going to do something... might as well go all the way, huh? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/SfTnAKLU_6I/AAAAAAAAAxI/WhHzXXHIY8M/s1600-h/jersey.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/SfTnAKLU_6I/AAAAAAAAAxI/WhHzXXHIY8M/s200/jersey.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329138249004023714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361986704053877378-1346721726196121198?l=sewlong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sewlong.blogspot.com/feeds/1346721726196121198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361986704053877378&amp;postID=1346721726196121198&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361986704053877378/posts/default/1346721726196121198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361986704053877378/posts/default/1346721726196121198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sewlong.blogspot.com/2009/04/what-im-up-to.html' title='What I&apos;m up to'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16690446249755257545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ul798kt5ZCo/TxIWCswE86I/AAAAAAAABNM/NhrzlFJbuBA/s220/market.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/SfTnAUf7oOI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/hV5Rs2LPE_4/s72-c/links.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361986704053877378.post-6639356462255489173</id><published>2009-04-24T10:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T16:39:48.382-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mates of State Concert</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Last night, my friend Mari and I went down to Hollywood to check out one of my fave bands, Mates of State in concert.  I don't think I could have been more excited (or overdressed... oops- didn't have time to go home and change after work)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328385295264060114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/SfI6Me6hEtI/AAAAAAAAAwg/cNmantZ8wK0/s320/claire+and+mari.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Caleb has our digital on tour, so Mari was nice enough to snap some pics of the show for me.  I took some with my still camera, but we'll see if I ever get those developed. haha- I am constantly finding roles of undeveloped film! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pics from the show&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328385308141803842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/SfI6NO4z2UI/AAAAAAAAAw4/5rXiXZu4WcY/s320/mates+of+state+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And another&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328385302291688146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/SfI6M5GCKtI/AAAAAAAAAww/ymzt0m2XCik/s320/mates+of+state+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And another--- Ikea lamps never looked so cool&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328385295997364450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/SfI6MhpWaOI/AAAAAAAAAwo/3rGf_Lav-BQ/s320/mates+of+state+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After the show posing in my just bought band T- yep pretty nerdy, but I was soo excited- did I mention how inappropriately dressed I was?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328385311918367394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/SfI6Nc9NoqI/AAAAAAAAAxA/e9Y2M7_elKU/s320/claire+fat+mates+of+state.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361986704053877378-6639356462255489173?l=sewlong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sewlong.blogspot.com/feeds/6639356462255489173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361986704053877378&amp;postID=6639356462255489173&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361986704053877378/posts/default/6639356462255489173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361986704053877378/posts/default/6639356462255489173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sewlong.blogspot.com/2009/04/mates-of-state-concert.html' title='Mates of State Concert'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16690446249755257545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ul798kt5ZCo/TxIWCswE86I/AAAAAAAABNM/NhrzlFJbuBA/s220/market.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/SfI6Me6hEtI/AAAAAAAAAwg/cNmantZ8wK0/s72-c/claire+and+mari.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361986704053877378.post-3746971421310582605</id><published>2009-04-23T11:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T14:05:08.743-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Dave!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Happy 6th Birthday, Dave!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327994327939021074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 255px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/SfDWnMIZ-RI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/tH6RBcmf5Ow/s320/dave+swing.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You are one cool dude and we love you and miss you!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327980374264214914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/SfDJ6-pFdYI/AAAAAAAAAwA/t8hrv9vbaHY/s320/dave.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A little memento from your wild days... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(oh, uncle bb and his photoshopping skills!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/SfDWnfBs4fI/AAAAAAAAAwY/j1rWBd4S1c4/s1600-h/diamondDAVES.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327994333011173874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 230px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/SfDWnfBs4fI/AAAAAAAAAwY/j1rWBd4S1c4/s320/diamondDAVES.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361986704053877378-3746971421310582605?l=sewlong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sewlong.blogspot.com/feeds/3746971421310582605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361986704053877378&amp;postID=3746971421310582605&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361986704053877378/posts/default/3746971421310582605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361986704053877378/posts/default/3746971421310582605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sewlong.blogspot.com/2009/04/happy-birthday-dave.html' title='Happy Birthday Dave!'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16690446249755257545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ul798kt5ZCo/TxIWCswE86I/AAAAAAAABNM/NhrzlFJbuBA/s220/market.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/SfDWnMIZ-RI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/tH6RBcmf5Ow/s72-c/dave+swing.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361986704053877378.post-7597466261974002251</id><published>2009-04-20T09:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T09:49:27.224-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Thomas!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You're 2 Years Old Kiddo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/Seyl9toXkpI/AAAAAAAAAvo/WzMnlWtRoJs/s1600-h/Thomas+4"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/Seyl9toXkpI/AAAAAAAAAvo/WzMnlWtRoJs/s320/Thomas+4" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326814938911969938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you're having a great birthday and lots of fun! &lt;br /&gt;We wish we could be there to celebrate, but we'll see you soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/Seyl1YTgnUI/AAAAAAAAAvg/5t8WRY5uYXM/s1600-h/Thomas+6"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/Seyl1YTgnUI/AAAAAAAAAvg/5t8WRY5uYXM/s320/Thomas+6" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326814795748384066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I just love this picture cruising in the Escalade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/Seyl1WxNidI/AAAAAAAAAvY/1zetbpgdeAE/s1600-h/Thomas+3"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/Seyl1WxNidI/AAAAAAAAAvY/1zetbpgdeAE/s320/Thomas+3" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326814795336092114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/Seyl1cfp21I/AAAAAAAAAvQ/lnFKdlFuFfE/s1600-h/Thomas2"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/Seyl1cfp21I/AAAAAAAAAvQ/lnFKdlFuFfE/s320/Thomas2" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326814796873063250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/Seyl0xR6gBI/AAAAAAAAAvI/zED8m6bLoJo/s1600-h/Thomas1"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/Seyl0xR6gBI/AAAAAAAAAvI/zED8m6bLoJo/s320/Thomas1" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326814785272709138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a great buddy Bella was. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/Seyl0k9UwGI/AAAAAAAAAvA/MVllbl3ry5w/s1600-h/Thomas+and+bella"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/Seyl0k9UwGI/AAAAAAAAAvA/MVllbl3ry5w/s320/Thomas+and+bella" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326814781965123682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Love Auntie Claire and Uncle BB&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361986704053877378-7597466261974002251?l=sewlong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sewlong.blogspot.com/feeds/7597466261974002251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361986704053877378&amp;postID=7597466261974002251&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361986704053877378/posts/default/7597466261974002251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361986704053877378/posts/default/7597466261974002251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sewlong.blogspot.com/2009/04/happy-birthday-thomas.html' title='Happy Birthday Thomas!'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16690446249755257545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ul798kt5ZCo/TxIWCswE86I/AAAAAAAABNM/NhrzlFJbuBA/s220/market.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/Seyl9toXkpI/AAAAAAAAAvo/WzMnlWtRoJs/s72-c/Thomas+4' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361986704053877378.post-2904707028480126248</id><published>2009-04-19T13:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T13:37:35.417-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='news'/><title type='text'>Makaya Larson Photography Giveaway!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;To all my midwestern readers...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://makayalarsonphotography.typepad.com/my_weblog/2009/04/oh-that-peter-cottontail.html"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://makayalarsonphotography.typepad.com/my_weblog/2009/04/oh-that-peter-cottontail.html"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/SeuJ6XnVWRI/AAAAAAAAAu4/7QhdeqRxrTo/s320/stellaandlevieaster" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326502620160153874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My very talented sister-in-law, Makaya, is hosting a giveaway on her &lt;a href="http://makayalarsonphotography.typepad.com/my_weblog/2009/04/oh-that-peter-cottontail.html"&gt;website.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just follow the link to her site and leave a comment to be entered to win a free photo session.  She's picking the winner sometime this week... so hurry to enter!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361986704053877378-2904707028480126248?l=sewlong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sewlong.blogspot.com/feeds/2904707028480126248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361986704053877378&amp;postID=2904707028480126248&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361986704053877378/posts/default/2904707028480126248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361986704053877378/posts/default/2904707028480126248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sewlong.blogspot.com/2009/04/makaya-larson-photography-giveaway.html' title='Makaya Larson Photography Giveaway!'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16690446249755257545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ul798kt5ZCo/TxIWCswE86I/AAAAAAAABNM/NhrzlFJbuBA/s220/market.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/SeuJ6XnVWRI/AAAAAAAAAu4/7QhdeqRxrTo/s72-c/stellaandlevieaster' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361986704053877378.post-817464874469878806</id><published>2009-04-17T12:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T14:25:18.384-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Textiles'/><title type='text'>All cute boys need cute bowties!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Spotted this Easter in high fashion bowties:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Levi looking dapper&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325764411277307410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 260px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/Sejqg9OZ7hI/AAAAAAAAAuo/0aL5N_yUfVU/s320/Levi+Bowtie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ollie, Mason and Harper straight out of a Gap ad&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325764403006410258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/SejqgeaeDhI/AAAAAAAAAuY/zNIsxz9Z-gc/s320/Easter+ties.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Handsome Thomas with his new haircut&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325764407673355714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/SejqgvzJ_cI/AAAAAAAAAug/B2ABEiQQFos/s320/thomas+tie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And adorable Jasper &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/SejqhAP9tlI/AAAAAAAAAuw/HTSID7_SSJw/s1600-h/jasper+bow+ties.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325764412089153106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 215px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/SejqhAP9tlI/AAAAAAAAAuw/HTSID7_SSJw/s320/jasper+bow+ties.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dave is unfortunately not pictured, since I hear he was a little under the weather and did not wish to have his photo taken.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I have received a couple requests to sell these, so I just might add these to my "store" haha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361986704053877378-817464874469878806?l=sewlong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sewlong.blogspot.com/feeds/817464874469878806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361986704053877378&amp;postID=817464874469878806&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361986704053877378/posts/default/817464874469878806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361986704053877378/posts/default/817464874469878806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sewlong.blogspot.com/2009/04/all-cute-boys-need-cute-bowties.html' title='All cute boys need cute bowties!'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16690446249755257545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ul798kt5ZCo/TxIWCswE86I/AAAAAAAABNM/NhrzlFJbuBA/s220/market.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/Sejqg9OZ7hI/AAAAAAAAAuo/0aL5N_yUfVU/s72-c/Levi+Bowtie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361986704053877378.post-6049117171660575967</id><published>2009-04-08T13:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T13:26:22.874-07:00</updated><title type='text'>4 days left!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/Sd0HgScay4I/AAAAAAAAAuQ/MDw29oSbOnI/s1600-h/flowers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322418585910037378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/Sd0HgScay4I/AAAAAAAAAuQ/MDw29oSbOnI/s320/flowers.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Today I got a unexpected delivery all the way from Caleb.  He gets home on Sunday morning.&lt;br /&gt;PS- My desk is a MESS!  The center was only cleaned off because I pushed stuff aside to eat my delicious Olive Garden lunch YUM.  Olive Garden and Flowers, today is looking up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361986704053877378-6049117171660575967?l=sewlong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sewlong.blogspot.com/feeds/6049117171660575967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361986704053877378&amp;postID=6049117171660575967&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361986704053877378/posts/default/6049117171660575967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361986704053877378/posts/default/6049117171660575967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sewlong.blogspot.com/2009/04/4-days-left.html' title='4 days left!'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16690446249755257545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ul798kt5ZCo/TxIWCswE86I/AAAAAAAABNM/NhrzlFJbuBA/s220/market.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/Sd0HgScay4I/AAAAAAAAAuQ/MDw29oSbOnI/s72-c/flowers.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361986704053877378.post-6844166781742255386</id><published>2009-04-04T11:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T11:58:14.105-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photos'/><title type='text'>Congratulations Lisa!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ryan&lt;br /&gt;Born April 2nd.&lt;br /&gt;8 lbs 4 oz&lt;br /&gt;What a surprise!&lt;br /&gt;(I was totally calling a girl)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/Sdes2xXqaFI/AAAAAAAAAuA/zulZvJokzTM/s1600-h/ryan+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/Sdes2xXqaFI/AAAAAAAAAuA/zulZvJokzTM/s320/ryan+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320911541727029330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Congrats Lisa and Dave!  We can't wait to meet him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361986704053877378-6844166781742255386?l=sewlong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sewlong.blogspot.com/feeds/6844166781742255386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361986704053877378&amp;postID=6844166781742255386&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361986704053877378/posts/default/6844166781742255386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361986704053877378/posts/default/6844166781742255386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sewlong.blogspot.com/2009/04/congratulations-lisa.html' title='Congratulations Lisa!'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16690446249755257545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ul798kt5ZCo/TxIWCswE86I/AAAAAAAABNM/NhrzlFJbuBA/s220/market.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/Sdes2xXqaFI/AAAAAAAAAuA/zulZvJokzTM/s72-c/ryan+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361986704053877378.post-5456987414185172786</id><published>2009-04-03T10:30:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T11:27:10.688-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Swap Done Part 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I received my part of the swap last night!  Because I am not preggo, I was pretty general as far as what could be made, since I wasn't sure if I'd give away, or save what I got.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was soo excited to come home from work and find the box at my door.  It was pretty big, but really light- Here's what I got:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2 burp cloths- the other side is a soft white flannel.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;a pair of soft shoes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;a chocolate brown boppy pillow&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;a brown felt hat&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320519244607548370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/SdZIEEt2a9I/AAAAAAAAAtg/3FwEX4hdYJU/s320/my+swap.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Aren't these so adorable?!  I love owls and I love that they are easily boy or girl&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320519252783190370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/SdZIEjLE0WI/AAAAAAAAAtw/2WXTtQ4nZwQ/s320/shoes.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I like the shape of these burp cloths - I will definitely try making these shoes too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320519244243163682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/SdZIEDW-WiI/AAAAAAAAAto/KiiwyGwZTsg/s320/burps.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/SdZIEjJYknI/AAAAAAAAAt4/WUEIak9y8oA/s1600-h/Boppy.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;In conclusion...  I will most likely not be giving any of this away. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As I held them, I was thinking, "These will be for MY baby"- Someday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then I had a weird dream last night, that I had a baby (it was a girl), but that I was a horrible mother.  In the dream, I chalked it up to not having read What to Expect when You're Expecting... and so (in the dream) I went to the library to get the book.  Weird, huh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(**** I am pretty sure that I had that dream, because my cousin Lisa, had her baby last night!!!! It's a boy! Congrats Lisa!  I'll post a picture up here soon***)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361986704053877378-5456987414185172786?l=sewlong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sewlong.blogspot.com/feeds/5456987414185172786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361986704053877378&amp;postID=5456987414185172786&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361986704053877378/posts/default/5456987414185172786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361986704053877378/posts/default/5456987414185172786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sewlong.blogspot.com/2009/04/swap-done-part-2.html' title='Swap Done Part 2'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16690446249755257545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ul798kt5ZCo/TxIWCswE86I/AAAAAAAABNM/NhrzlFJbuBA/s220/market.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/SdZIEEt2a9I/AAAAAAAAAtg/3FwEX4hdYJU/s72-c/my+swap.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361986704053877378.post-238129665116168743</id><published>2009-03-31T11:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T12:35:33.093-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Textiles'/><title type='text'>Swap done!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I belong to this craft website, craftster.org.  I thought it would be fun to participate in a "swap" where I make items for a stranger and they make items to send to me.  I thought I'd start easy and go with what I know for my first one- so I picked a baby items swap.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;These are the items that I made...  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;An owl onesie that uses both paint and felt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A diaper wipe case&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A burp cloth and matching reversible bib&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A taggie blanket- my first ever and surprisingly quick and easy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/SdJi8cb6EDI/AAAAAAAAAtY/cfFwyB8Ef3o/s1600-h/swap.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319422900442894386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/SdJi8cb6EDI/AAAAAAAAAtY/cfFwyB8Ef3o/s320/swap.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I mailed it all out this morning.  I hope she likes them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361986704053877378-238129665116168743?l=sewlong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sewlong.blogspot.com/feeds/238129665116168743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361986704053877378&amp;postID=238129665116168743&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361986704053877378/posts/default/238129665116168743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361986704053877378/posts/default/238129665116168743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sewlong.blogspot.com/2009/03/swap-done.html' title='Swap done!'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16690446249755257545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ul798kt5ZCo/TxIWCswE86I/AAAAAAAABNM/NhrzlFJbuBA/s220/market.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/SdJi8cb6EDI/AAAAAAAAAtY/cfFwyB8Ef3o/s72-c/swap.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361986704053877378.post-8054447275001187965</id><published>2009-03-25T13:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T13:21:18.140-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our lunch date</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Monday, Caleb and I grabbed sandwiches at this little Burbank park.  We noticed pretty quick that we were not alone.  This cute little guy was watching us, and getting closer and closer.  We tossed him some bread and he gobbled it up in the &lt;a href="http://sewlong.blogspot.com/2008/12/day-2-thursday-royal-sightseeing.html"&gt;squirrely way&lt;/a&gt;.  I took this picture when he was standing in between our feet.  I wish we could train one as a pet- he was really fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(I don't have a zoom on my camera phone... he was seriously this close)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/ScqQfwcAJUI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/-R6FxliaZoc/s1600-h/squirrel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317221185316988226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/ScqQfwcAJUI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/-R6FxliaZoc/s320/squirrel.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361986704053877378-8054447275001187965?l=sewlong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sewlong.blogspot.com/feeds/8054447275001187965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361986704053877378&amp;postID=8054447275001187965&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361986704053877378/posts/default/8054447275001187965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361986704053877378/posts/default/8054447275001187965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sewlong.blogspot.com/2009/03/our-lunch-date.html' title='Our lunch date'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16690446249755257545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ul798kt5ZCo/TxIWCswE86I/AAAAAAAABNM/NhrzlFJbuBA/s220/market.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/ScqQfwcAJUI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/-R6FxliaZoc/s72-c/squirrel.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361986704053877378.post-966371930387960782</id><published>2009-03-18T23:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T23:50:21.212-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Valuable Lesson</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tonight I learned rule number one of karaoke... Choose a song that you actually know more than just the chorus.  But Pour Some Sugar on Me really sounded like a great idea! Thanks Arlene and Michelle for braving the stage with me on that one! haha!  We totally rocked the chorus though.  Happy Birthday Pam!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/ScHk_rtZOII/AAAAAAAAAs4/W7Vh6VvY8t4/s1600-h/karaoke1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/ScHk_rtZOII/AAAAAAAAAs4/W7Vh6VvY8t4/s320/karaoke1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314780817989908610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361986704053877378-966371930387960782?l=sewlong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sewlong.blogspot.com/feeds/966371930387960782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361986704053877378&amp;postID=966371930387960782&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361986704053877378/posts/default/966371930387960782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361986704053877378/posts/default/966371930387960782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sewlong.blogspot.com/2009/03/valuable-lesson.html' title='Valuable Lesson'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16690446249755257545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ul798kt5ZCo/TxIWCswE86I/AAAAAAAABNM/NhrzlFJbuBA/s220/market.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/ScHk_rtZOII/AAAAAAAAAs4/W7Vh6VvY8t4/s72-c/karaoke1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361986704053877378.post-6483129597436603344</id><published>2009-03-15T18:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T10:20:58.746-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Here I go again on my own...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;(Why Yes, I am quoting a whitesnake song for my title)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tweakbird.com/"&gt;Caleb and his brother&lt;/a&gt; left yesterday for SXSW Music festival in Austin TX.&lt;br /&gt;Last night they played a show at an Indian Reservation in Arizona... It sounded like it was the perfect kick off to their spring tour(s).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying to be very motivated and productive while he's gone this time and to keep me on track I signed up for &lt;a href="http://tadalist.com/"&gt;tadalist.com&lt;/a&gt;. I am a list maker by nature- To do lists, Shopping lists, Pros and Cons lists, etc. Having an online list is a little more fun- and obviously more green, No paper!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This past week, our friend &lt;a href="http://eliseandella-jean.blogspot.com/"&gt;Elise&lt;/a&gt; came into town and brought Ella-Jean. Elise is moving to Arkansas next week. So this lunch was both a catch up and a farewell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Caleb, me and EJ... Note the shirt I'm wearing-- yes I did make that :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/Sb2wXbQu4MI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/LWkOXieT9DU/s1600-h/EJ+CBand+Claire.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313597051868471490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/Sb2wXbQu4MI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/LWkOXieT9DU/s320/EJ+CBand+Claire.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ella-Jean was sooo good and cute and fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/Sb2wXzmbqUI/AAAAAAAAAsY/68iqUW9ywlc/s1600-h/EJ.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313597058401937730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/Sb2wXzmbqUI/AAAAAAAAAsY/68iqUW9ywlc/s320/EJ.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Good luck Elise, we'll miss you guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/Sb2wYDoBXyI/AAAAAAAAAsg/WKVyyBQKvWk/s1600-h/Elise+and+EJ.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313597062703570722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/Sb2wYDoBXyI/AAAAAAAAAsg/WKVyyBQKvWk/s320/Elise+and+EJ.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;This picture was left over from my mom's trip out here. We went to the Getty and took the garden tour. It's really cool when you take the time to appreciate all the thought and symmetry and movement and flow that goes into something like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/Sb2wYZflHrI/AAAAAAAAAso/OCUBx8XJu3A/s1600-h/getty+garden.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313597068573744818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/Sb2wYZflHrI/AAAAAAAAAso/OCUBx8XJu3A/s320/getty+garden.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361986704053877378-6483129597436603344?l=sewlong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sewlong.blogspot.com/feeds/6483129597436603344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361986704053877378&amp;postID=6483129597436603344&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361986704053877378/posts/default/6483129597436603344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361986704053877378/posts/default/6483129597436603344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sewlong.blogspot.com/2009/03/here-i-go-again-on-my-own.html' title='Here I go again on my own...'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16690446249755257545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ul798kt5ZCo/TxIWCswE86I/AAAAAAAABNM/NhrzlFJbuBA/s220/market.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/Sb2wXbQu4MI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/LWkOXieT9DU/s72-c/EJ+CBand+Claire.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361986704053877378.post-8539614552840688068</id><published>2009-03-10T14:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T15:01:29.021-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Unfortunately, Claire..."</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I saw this on another blog and tried it myself... it was funny.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Google "Unfortunately, _______" but put your name instead of the blank (making sure to use the quotation marks).  So for me I put in "Unfortunately, Claire" and this is what I got back.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Unfortunately, Claire has no toys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Well unfortunately, claire can't die (stupid healing powers).  *(I don't watch the show, but I'm thinking this one is about Heroes)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Unfortunately, Claire's mood swings were too much for Fletcher and the pair broke up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Unfortunately, Claire became angry and reclusive, adopting a Goth-like lifestyle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Unfortunately, Claire played terribly the next day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Unfortunately, Claire did not fair well with the advent of talkies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Unfortunately, Claire makes the mistake of telling her teachers about SuperJail as soon as she goes back to school. She is sent to a mental hospital.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And last but not least:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Unfortunately, Claire is diagnosed as "trifurcate" (possession of three cervixes—a "mutant" woman) and incapable of bearing children. ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If you guys try it, leave your funniest response in the comments.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361986704053877378-8539614552840688068?l=sewlong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sewlong.blogspot.com/feeds/8539614552840688068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361986704053877378&amp;postID=8539614552840688068&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361986704053877378/posts/default/8539614552840688068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361986704053877378/posts/default/8539614552840688068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sewlong.blogspot.com/2009/03/unfortunately-claire.html' title='&quot;Unfortunately, Claire...&quot;'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16690446249755257545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ul798kt5ZCo/TxIWCswE86I/AAAAAAAABNM/NhrzlFJbuBA/s220/market.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361986704053877378.post-514556044155856776</id><published>2009-03-09T15:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T10:03:19.411-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='news'/><title type='text'>Watch out World!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm cranky this week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Is it because I had to work both Saturday and Sunday and haven't had a day off in 10+ days (and counting)?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Is it because as of Friday afternoon, Caleb will be leaving for another tour and I will once again become a "single wife"?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No, the real reason, according to Glamour Magazine's Horoscope section:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It is because "aggressive Mars has entered into my relationship house and is causing me to be cranky". So there you go. My alignment is off- I can't help it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And speaking of Glamour Magazine... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Last spring, I worked on a &lt;a href="http://www.glamalert.com/reelmoments/#Scene_4"&gt;series of 3 short films &lt;/a&gt;Glamour does each year where prominent women in Hollywood get their directorial debut. The movies are up on the website. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If you have time (and Itunes) check them out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That is how I met with her &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(alas we are still not the close &lt;em&gt;friends&lt;/em&gt; that I was hoping we'd become)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311321483414120450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 222px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/SbWav6LMqAI/AAAAAAAAArg/zM1qGCVHeDU/s320/courteney-cox-.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361986704053877378-514556044155856776?l=sewlong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sewlong.blogspot.com/feeds/514556044155856776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361986704053877378&amp;postID=514556044155856776&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361986704053877378/posts/default/514556044155856776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361986704053877378/posts/default/514556044155856776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sewlong.blogspot.com/2009/03/watch-out-world.html' title='Watch out World!'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16690446249755257545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ul798kt5ZCo/TxIWCswE86I/AAAAAAAABNM/NhrzlFJbuBA/s220/market.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/SbWav6LMqAI/AAAAAAAAArg/zM1qGCVHeDU/s72-c/courteney-cox-.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361986704053877378.post-5604515434441246750</id><published>2009-03-06T14:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T14:31:00.426-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughts?  Opinions?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Most of you know that I've been toying around with the idea or &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;having a store someday and selling my wares (haha)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A big challenge I've been facing is coming up with a great name.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Caleb and I made up this one last night... and I think it's a keeper:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bitsy Sprout&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What do you guys think? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361986704053877378-5604515434441246750?l=sewlong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sewlong.blogspot.com/feeds/5604515434441246750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361986704053877378&amp;postID=5604515434441246750&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361986704053877378/posts/default/5604515434441246750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361986704053877378/posts/default/5604515434441246750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sewlong.blogspot.com/2009/03/thoughts-opinions.html' title='Thoughts?  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I had this vintage pattern that I got at a thrift store for a man's shirt that had these flaps that made them more unique then just a regular dress shirt.  He picked out some fabric that I already had too, so I thought why not try?  I'd never made a man's shirt before, but with a pattern it couldn't be that hard right?  Well, it was and it wasn't.  Turns out, I had just enough &lt;i&gt;barely&lt;/i&gt; of the fabric to cut the shirts.  Attaching the sleeves were pretty tricky too, they just didn't seem to line up perfectly.  And I swapped out the buttons (and buttonholes-maybe next time haha) for easier snaps.  But I finished them just &lt;i&gt;hours&lt;/i&gt; before the show and here they are in action.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;On stage at the Fonda&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/Sals4yNTu5I/AAAAAAAAAq4/YdoYh8HeJ80/s320/tweak+bird+shirts.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307893358638906258" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The view from the balcony.  It was a pretty packed show.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/Sals7kJE2sI/AAAAAAAAArQ/kVSnDQ6JWRM/s1600-h/crowd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/Sals7kJE2sI/AAAAAAAAArQ/kVSnDQ6JWRM/s320/crowd.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307893406402665154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ashton Drumming&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/Sals64rpnoI/AAAAAAAAArI/n09myE8Elc0/s320/ashton+drum+shirt.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307893394736520834" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;CB strumming&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/Sals5v2p98I/AAAAAAAAArA/Fse9vEQk3oE/s320/cbstrumshirt.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307893375186892738" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And both backstage modeling the shirts after they played &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(don't mind the finger in the shot- oops)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/Sals2KK6xjI/AAAAAAAAAqw/vgmdR7Ojyog/s1600-h/both+shirts.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/Sals2KK6xjI/AAAAAAAAAqw/vgmdR7Ojyog/s320/both+shirts.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307893313531725362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361986704053877378-8406224170826173371?l=sewlong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sewlong.blogspot.com/feeds/8406224170826173371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361986704053877378&amp;postID=8406224170826173371&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361986704053877378/posts/default/8406224170826173371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361986704053877378/posts/default/8406224170826173371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sewlong.blogspot.com/2009/02/seamstress-for-band.html' title='Seamstress for the Band'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16690446249755257545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ul798kt5ZCo/TxIWCswE86I/AAAAAAAABNM/NhrzlFJbuBA/s220/market.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/Sals4yNTu5I/AAAAAAAAAq4/YdoYh8HeJ80/s72-c/tweak+bird+shirts.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361986704053877378.post-4759158679136675128</id><published>2009-02-27T13:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T13:49:20.411-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Anthropolification Boyer Cream Cardi GIVEAWAY!!!! GIVEAWAY!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://grosgrainfabulous.blogspot.com/2009/02/anthropoli-fication-boyer-cream-cardi.html"&gt;Anthropolification Boyer Cream Cardi GIVEAWAY!!!! GIVEAWAY!!!!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361986704053877378-4759158679136675128?l=sewlong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://grosgrainfabulous.blogspot.com/2009/02/anthropoli-fication-boyer-cream-cardi.html' title='Anthropolification Boyer Cream Cardi GIVEAWAY!!!! 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GIVEAWAY!!!!'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16690446249755257545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ul798kt5ZCo/TxIWCswE86I/AAAAAAAABNM/NhrzlFJbuBA/s220/market.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361986704053877378.post-5387169165370576560</id><published>2009-02-27T13:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T13:47:56.534-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Conservatory Overcoat GIVEAWAY!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://grosgrainfabulous.blogspot.com/2009/02/conservatory-overcoat-giveaway.html"&gt;The Conservatory Overcoat GIVEAWAY!!!!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361986704053877378-5387169165370576560?l=sewlong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://grosgrainfabulous.blogspot.com/2009/02/conservatory-overcoat-giveaway.html' title='The Conservatory Overcoat GIVEAWAY!!!!'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sewlong.blogspot.com/feeds/5387169165370576560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361986704053877378&amp;postID=5387169165370576560&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361986704053877378/posts/default/5387169165370576560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361986704053877378/posts/default/5387169165370576560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sewlong.blogspot.com/2009/02/conservatory-overcoat-giveaway.html' title='The Conservatory Overcoat GIVEAWAY!!!!'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16690446249755257545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ul798kt5ZCo/TxIWCswE86I/AAAAAAAABNM/NhrzlFJbuBA/s220/market.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361986704053877378.post-5507388579986647919</id><published>2009-02-24T08:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T08:19:59.401-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Huck!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dear sweet Levi Huckleberry,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You just turned 1 and we love you so much!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You have always been so smiley and cuddley with us when we come visit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We wish we could have been there for some birthday cake.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I can't wait to see how good you are at walking. We'll see you soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Love, Auntie Claire and Uncle BB&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/SaQcf_GXftI/AAAAAAAAAqo/WcLqzAawmGU/s1600-h/levi+huck.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/SaQcf_GXftI/AAAAAAAAAqo/WcLqzAawmGU/s320/levi+huck.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306397596788948690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/SaQcF8xgo_I/AAAAAAAAAqg/zi40bnjM-jo/s1600-h/levi+and+kitty.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/SaQcF8xgo_I/AAAAAAAAAqg/zi40bnjM-jo/s320/levi+and+kitty.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306397149487997938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/SaQcFvDV1LI/AAAAAAAAAqY/muOAtLkVyJs/s1600-h/leviandbbblog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/SaQcFvDV1LI/AAAAAAAAAqY/muOAtLkVyJs/s320/leviandbbblog.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306397145804690610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;PS- To Makaya- Of course, buying his present 2 weeks ago, would ensure that it would be sent late.  We'll send it off today or tomorrow along with presents for you and Stella.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361986704053877378-5507388579986647919?l=sewlong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sewlong.blogspot.com/feeds/5507388579986647919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361986704053877378&amp;postID=5507388579986647919&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361986704053877378/posts/default/5507388579986647919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361986704053877378/posts/default/5507388579986647919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sewlong.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-birthday-huck.html' title='Happy Birthday Huck!'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16690446249755257545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ul798kt5ZCo/TxIWCswE86I/AAAAAAAABNM/NhrzlFJbuBA/s220/market.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/SaQcf_GXftI/AAAAAAAAAqo/WcLqzAawmGU/s72-c/levi+huck.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361986704053877378.post-4811828980504824567</id><published>2009-02-23T09:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T16:15:17.859-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy Weekend!</title><content type='html'>** Caleb accidentally posted this before I'd written anything- haha, so I've added words now **&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This week my mom and Aunt Mona came to visit.  It was my aunt's first trip to LA so we made the rounds to the usual touristy spots.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The Observatory&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306040860535349186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/SaLYDM_q38I/AAAAAAAAApo/Aj9CcTwgmQ4/s320/DSCF2815.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here is my mom while we were waiting in line for the upstairs telescope.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The upstairs telescope usually has a very long line, but on Thursday night, it was pretty reasonable.  I do, however, recommend going to the telescopes on the front lawn.  We saw an amazing view of Saturn from one of them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306040875193176034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/SaLYEDmXj-I/AAAAAAAAAp4/M11f0pZFeTg/s320/DSCF2784.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Here is the three of us goofing off inside the planetarium show waiting for it to start.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;I think the old man behind my Aunt Mona is asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306040882774775282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/SaLYEf19lfI/AAAAAAAAAqA/LVNoTRB09xY/s320/DSCF2808.JPG" border="0" /&gt; I took probably 15 pictures of us in the eerie twilight waiting for the show to start.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306040867118021218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/SaLYDlhGemI/AAAAAAAAApw/2hrY7tGzAOA/s320/DSCF2798.JPG" border="0" /&gt;  &lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Here we are suited up and waiting to fly (at CityWalk) in the indoor skydiving tank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306040847163969330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/SaLYCbLrzzI/AAAAAAAAApg/gV-i-5swpjM/s320/DSCF2828.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This is me... I went even higher than this.  I'm glad my face skin wasn't flapping too much, and that I got a good smile in- because at times it was pretty scary but exhilarating.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/SaLYX3eg8JI/AAAAAAAAAqI/3VV0PpUvrck/s1600-h/claire+flies.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306041215536394386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 229px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/SaLYX3eg8JI/AAAAAAAAAqI/3VV0PpUvrck/s320/claire+flies.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my mom flying in the tank.  It was her idea to do it, and we had a lot of fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-8f612feb36b6fa38" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v18.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D8f612feb36b6fa38%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329915824%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4461292954E130B53A475AA5BDEFB1DD29AE6EF8.13063FE841247E5B1951714BC70350F3C18CF5B1%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D8f612feb36b6fa38%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DOvIwdGJtR0rOzHnL9ArSd0XQJC4&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v18.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D8f612feb36b6fa38%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329915824%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4461292954E130B53A475AA5BDEFB1DD29AE6EF8.13063FE841247E5B1951714BC70350F3C18CF5B1%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D8f612feb36b6fa38%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DOvIwdGJtR0rOzHnL9ArSd0XQJC4&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361986704053877378-4811828980504824567?l=sewlong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sewlong.blogspot.com/feeds/4811828980504824567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361986704053877378&amp;postID=4811828980504824567&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361986704053877378/posts/default/4811828980504824567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361986704053877378/posts/default/4811828980504824567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sewlong.blogspot.com/2009/02/blog-post_23.html' title='Busy Weekend!'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16690446249755257545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ul798kt5ZCo/TxIWCswE86I/AAAAAAAABNM/NhrzlFJbuBA/s220/market.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/SaLYDM_q38I/AAAAAAAAApo/Aj9CcTwgmQ4/s72-c/DSCF2815.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361986704053877378.post-5946365663311025840</id><published>2009-02-18T11:17:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T11:53:19.378-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Textiles'/><title type='text'>Adventures in Mei Tai's</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Last October, Harmony put me up to a major challenge: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She really wanted a mei tai carrier for Christmas and hoped that I could make it for her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I had never actually made a Mei Tai before-- I actually had never even seen one in person.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She sent me &lt;a href="http://www.babyhawk.com/"&gt;this link&lt;/a&gt; to show me the style she liked and I found &lt;a href="http://www.sleepingbaby.net/jan/Baby/asian.html"&gt;this tutorial &lt;/a&gt;to get the general idea of how it'd come together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The pre-Christmas sewing rush included finishing &lt;a href="http://sewlong.blogspot.com/2009/01/christmas-quilts.html"&gt;this quilt,&lt;/a&gt; and so I had to bring all the Mei Tai fabrics with me to my mom's hoping she could help me tackle this beast of a project. We got a great start on it, and I had enough of it done by Christmas to give it to her with an IOU to finish it and mail it back. And to celebrate Harper's being one month old, I actually did finish it and sent it on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today I got a lovely email with these pictures.  Without further ado... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My interpretation of the Mei Tai &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(modeled by Harmony- looking hot mama! and Harper)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304218911884094834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 245px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/SZxe_1XCrXI/AAAAAAAAApI/CzDVnNmDpEM/s320/hotma+meitai.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm thinking it will be big enough to grow with him, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and may even fit better once he does get a bit bigger.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304218916478982898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 199px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/SZxfAGejGvI/AAAAAAAAApQ/sDWEd4y4hLo/s320/harm+mei+tai+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Bird's Eye view of Harper all snuggled up&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/SZxfAP81dAI/AAAAAAAAApY/0Iqgz2g9Wh8/s1600-h/harm+mei+tai+view+from+top.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304218919021933570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/SZxfAP81dAI/AAAAAAAAApY/0Iqgz2g9Wh8/s320/harm+mei+tai+view+from+top.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361986704053877378-5946365663311025840?l=sewlong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sewlong.blogspot.com/feeds/5946365663311025840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361986704053877378&amp;postID=5946365663311025840&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361986704053877378/posts/default/5946365663311025840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361986704053877378/posts/default/5946365663311025840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sewlong.blogspot.com/2009/02/adventures-in-mei-tais.html' title='Adventures in Mei Tai&apos;s'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16690446249755257545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ul798kt5ZCo/TxIWCswE86I/AAAAAAAABNM/NhrzlFJbuBA/s220/market.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/SZxe_1XCrXI/AAAAAAAAApI/CzDVnNmDpEM/s72-c/hotma+meitai.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361986704053877378.post-5320823917800085968</id><published>2009-02-15T00:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T00:59:52.705-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Surprise!</title><content type='html'>My friend has this on her blog, and in order for me to win some curiously awesome prize from her, I must do this too! (one must give to receive).  I normally don't do this stuff, but I think this could end up pretty funny!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here it is, and I plan on carrying this through.  Lucky you! The first five people to respond to this post will get something made by me! My Choice.  For You.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This offer does have some restrictions and limitations:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. I make no guarantees that you will like what I make!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. What I create will be just for you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. It'll be done this year (might be a little while)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. You have no clue what it's goign to be.  It may be a story.  It may be poetry or maybe even some creation I haven't even invented yet.  I may draw or paint something.  I may bake you something and mail it to you.  Who knows? Not you, that's for sure!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5.  I reserve the right to do soemthing extremely strange.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The catch?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, the catch is that you must repost this on your blog and offer the same to the first 5 people who do the same on your blog.  The &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;first 5 people&lt;/span&gt; to do so and leave a comment telling me they did win a FAB-U-LOUS homemade gift by me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*** Oh, and be sure to post a picture of what you win when you get it!***&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361986704053877378-5320823917800085968?l=sewlong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sewlong.blogspot.com/feeds/5320823917800085968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361986704053877378&amp;postID=5320823917800085968&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361986704053877378/posts/default/5320823917800085968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361986704053877378/posts/default/5320823917800085968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sewlong.blogspot.com/2009/02/blog-post.html' title='Surprise!'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16690446249755257545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ul798kt5ZCo/TxIWCswE86I/AAAAAAAABNM/NhrzlFJbuBA/s220/market.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361986704053877378.post-4896387963533812119</id><published>2009-02-13T14:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T15:06:58.656-08:00</updated><title type='text'>There comes a time...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;in every woman's life, where they recognize in themselves that they are a lot more like their mother than they originally thought.&lt;/strong&gt; I had this experience today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was on my lunch break at work today, and my coworker was driving me over (in the rain no less) to my favorite sandwich shop on Olive in Burbank. This shop uses punch cards and mine was filled up, which entitled me to a free sandwich, bag of chips and soda. As we were pulling into the parking lot it shares with the 7-11, a homeless man walked in front of our car. We parked and I noticed that this man was reaching into the trash can and pulling out a coffee cup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked him if he was hungry and he said yes. I asked him if he would like a sandwich and he said yes. I told him I'd be right back. I went and got my sandwich and ordered the combo for him. I picked Turkey, plain potato chips, and Pepsi- turkey's safe, right? I brought him out his sandwich, handed it to him, returned to the car. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My coworker looked at me shocked- You gave him your sandwich! No, I told her, my sandwich is in my bag.  I got him an extra one. Then she said- Your mother does that, doesn't she? And she does. My mom is the one, who goes to Downtown LA, (on one of Caleb's infamous tours of the city- he takes visitors to see Skid Row and Santee Alley) where she sees the homeless men without shoes and socks and she goes to the store and buys a pack of socks to hand out as she walks. She's the one who sees a guy standing in the parking lot with blood stains on his shirt and without intimidation, gets him a hamburger.  These are the memories that stick with your children as they grow, the memories that will become motivation for them to follow in your steps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so I write this tribute to my mom, the day before Valentine's Day, to thank her for being a wonderful mom, a great example, for showing me how to care for people. I am who I am today because of you, and if I do say so myself, that's pretty darn good ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;...when one must grow their very own citrus fruit.&lt;/strong&gt; For me, this time has come. During my period as a "single wife" last week... I saw this picture on the internet and had to, absolutely had to, try to recreate this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302416524464457074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 209px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/SZX3vE_dhXI/AAAAAAAAAoo/3HpupjQBT2Q/s320/6-27-08%2520citrus%2520tree.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I found the drawf orange tree at a small nursery in Burbank.  I had never bought a tree before (except of course of the Christmas variety) but I felt like I got a great deal for it.  But I couldn't find a bright orange pot in a big enough size to save me.  I finally decided on this green one (yes, the thumbs up is cheesy, but don't you love my gardening gloves!?)  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302416529551396386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/SZX3vX8SDiI/AAAAAAAAAo4/vxRLsk8Fvo4/s320/orange+tree.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And here it is in its windowbox.  Yes, it is rather large... but I can't bring myself to prune it.  All over the branches, there are little buds waiting to blossom into flowers and then ORANGES!  It seems cruel to cut any of them off.   Fresh squeezed orange juice anyone...?  I'll let you know in a couple months when it's ready!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/SZX3vs4rJsI/AAAAAAAAApA/jyArqgpNXps/s1600-h/orange+tree+window.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302416535173408450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/SZX3vs4rJsI/AAAAAAAAApA/jyArqgpNXps/s320/orange+tree+window.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;...when one does a idiotic thing like breaking their car.&lt;/strong&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yep, I did this.  Scraped it against the pole in our parking spot, until it bent backgrounds and cracked off.  This picture is 2 days old, it just hangs to the side now.  Oops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/SZX3vTmfQaI/AAAAAAAAAow/Ljky87mk3-0/s1600-h/broke+car.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302416528386245026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/SZX3vTmfQaI/AAAAAAAAAow/Ljky87mk3-0/s320/broke+car.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361986704053877378-4896387963533812119?l=sewlong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sewlong.blogspot.com/feeds/4896387963533812119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361986704053877378&amp;postID=4896387963533812119&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link 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width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361986704053877378.post-8150305062822994525</id><published>2009-02-06T20:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T20:29:28.357-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Have you seen this man?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Missing: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1 husband.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is an old picture, but I imagine him to look this tired.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/SY0LnVvJDuI/AAAAAAAAAog/3G16MRA4NH0/s1600-h/CB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/SY0LnVvJDuI/AAAAAAAAAog/3G16MRA4NH0/s320/CB.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299905106962616034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Last spotted:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Several miles south of Canada- Note on Map below&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/SY0LnEU-I5I/AAAAAAAAAoY/jwVc0RATYtM/s1600-h/washmap.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 224px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/SY0LnEU-I5I/AAAAAAAAAoY/jwVc0RATYtM/s320/washmap.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299905102289445778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is the farthest away that he goes on this tour,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; and starting tonight after their show, he'll be making his way home to arrive mid Monday.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yay!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Which means I have just 2 1/2 more days before he's here and only 2 1/2 more days to finish the to do list I gave myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I did make one more dress- this one 3T... maybe for Stella ;) - with plans to start a 2nd one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I DID finish (FINALLY) Harmony's Mei Tai carrier.  I am going to have to get a decent picture of it before I mail it out tomorrow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I did clean up the mess and put away all the clean clothes (plus did additional laundry!) but I promptly remade the mess with completion of above dress and carrier... so back on the list.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have watched 4 episodes of Gossip Girl and I am hooked!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have watched and learned several steps from the dance... but it is proving a little more difficult than I originally anticipated.  This will probably take many more "sessions"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have not attempted a skirt for me, so that's still on the list too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361986704053877378-8150305062822994525?l=sewlong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ul798kt5ZCo/TxIWCswE86I/AAAAAAAABNM/NhrzlFJbuBA/s220/market.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/SY0LnVvJDuI/AAAAAAAAAog/3G16MRA4NH0/s72-c/CB.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361986704053877378.post-1782153884283796661</id><published>2009-01-31T12:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T13:09:35.003-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Aftermath of the dress</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*** HAPPY BIRTHDAY LISA!!!***&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Last night I finished this dress for a friend's baby shower.  The color doesn't come up well, but it's green and light pink.  I like the fabric because it is either pink diamonds on a green background, or green circles on a pink background depending on how your eye sees it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/SYS3Kw16dhI/AAAAAAAAAnw/iUAn1WEnV7c/s320/alli+dress.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297560457232152082" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And this is what happens when you are a "single wife" and don't feel the need to clean up after your projects when you finish at 1am, or put away your clean laundry or groceries.  Yikes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/SYS3LGi64II/AAAAAAAAAn4/MF1CpO9A2gA/s320/messy+1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297560463058067586" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is a close up of my "sewing space"  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Someday we'll have a room just for creativity where I can sew and &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Caleb can paint or draw or make music, etc.  I can't wait to get off the floor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/SYS3LPJRKuI/AAAAAAAAAoA/QefHddZaTww/s320/messy2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297560465366395618" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Living the "single wife" life, was introduced to me by my friend &lt;a href="http://spikeandmari.blogspot.com/2008/07/ahh-single-wife.html"&gt;Mari in this post&lt;/a&gt; and I've done it before when Caleb went on tour for 6 weeks last fall.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But this time, I'm going to make a plan and try to get some stuff done and not be so lazy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is what I want to accomplish in the remaining 9 days before he gets back:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1.  Clean up above mess and put away those clean clothes- alas already wrinkled.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2.  Make a few more dresses like above dress using all the great fabrics I got shopping with my friends Tanya and Michelle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;3. Finish Harmony's Mei Tai!!!  I'm going to do that this afternoon- I promise!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;4.  Learn &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=THh2xuSIBTQ"&gt;this dance&lt;/a&gt; and if it's good enough, maybe I'll post it!  haha we'll see...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;5. I also have plans for a skirt for me from a pattern out of this book I recently got and love. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;6.  Watch the first season of GG on DVD- I've had it for 2 weeks and haven't watch a single episode yet.  I'm having my friend Brittany over to watch with me next week, so if anyone would like to join us, let me know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 194px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/SYS79YU27xI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/_hsO4Qv-GII/s200/sew+u.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297565724870897426" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;6 things.  That's doable I think.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh. And a final flossing update- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It has been a full month and is now officially a part of my routine. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;yay! for resolutions that actually work out!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361986704053877378-1782153884283796661?l=sewlong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sewlong.blogspot.com/feeds/1782153884283796661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361986704053877378&amp;postID=1782153884283796661&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361986704053877378/posts/default/1782153884283796661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361986704053877378/posts/default/1782153884283796661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sewlong.blogspot.com/2009/01/aftermath-of-dress.html' title='The Aftermath of the dress'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16690446249755257545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ul798kt5ZCo/TxIWCswE86I/AAAAAAAABNM/NhrzlFJbuBA/s220/market.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/SYS3Kw16dhI/AAAAAAAAAnw/iUAn1WEnV7c/s72-c/alli+dress.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361986704053877378.post-2469290348927332653</id><published>2009-01-30T20:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T20:34:05.643-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Do these people live under a rock?!</title><content type='html'>I am so bewildered by the show Wife Swap.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I turned it on while I was posting those last pics.   I just can't believe how upset these people get at the rule change ceremony.  Don't they see it coming?  Can't they see it coming a mile away?  Before they sign up even?  I mean- if you are a family that exercises, eats only organic and has a clean house- won't you be placed with a family that thing riding on 4 wheelers is cardio?!?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Geez.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really should just turn it off, but I am now sucked in and want to see if they learn anything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361986704053877378-2469290348927332653?l=sewlong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ul798kt5ZCo/TxIWCswE86I/AAAAAAAABNM/NhrzlFJbuBA/s220/market.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361986704053877378.post-2304931162190502103</id><published>2009-01-30T20:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T20:25:22.502-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Sewing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here is the last of my Christmas crafty presents. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is an apron I made for my cousin Lisa.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She's due in March and so I added a little bib for the new babe.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I didn't have a pattern, just kind of winged it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/SYPQ5JZ8-HI/AAAAAAAAAno/HWsI7tz9tCs/s1600-h/lisa+apron+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/SYPQ5JZ8-HI/AAAAAAAAAno/HWsI7tz9tCs/s320/lisa+apron+1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297307266913728626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here is a close-up of the bib.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The other side of the bib is the same green cupcake fabric as the apron &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;so I guess it is kind of reversible.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/SYPQ41Da2wI/AAAAAAAAAng/1TC5rfY6uwQ/s1600-h/apron+bib+closeup.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/SYPQ41Da2wI/AAAAAAAAAng/1TC5rfY6uwQ/s320/apron+bib+closeup.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297307261450509058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And cutie Stella with her skirt with a kangaroo pocket &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(thanks Sarah for letting me borrow yours for sizing!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/SYPQ4hMFRjI/AAAAAAAAAnY/8u6r91Ao0Wc/s1600-h/skirtstel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 198px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/SYPQ4hMFRjI/AAAAAAAAAnY/8u6r91Ao0Wc/s320/skirtstel.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297307256118134322" 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Sewing'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16690446249755257545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ul798kt5ZCo/TxIWCswE86I/AAAAAAAABNM/NhrzlFJbuBA/s220/market.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/SYPQ5JZ8-HI/AAAAAAAAAno/HWsI7tz9tCs/s72-c/lisa+apron+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361986704053877378.post-329679804237913391</id><published>2009-01-30T17:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T20:07:48.812-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Quilts</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;With the upcoming arrival of Harper, this year I planned ahead and actually finished a quilt BEFORE the baby was born and gave it to Harmony for Christmas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here is Harper modeling his quilt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297263084923029986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/SYOotaqgieI/AAAAAAAAAnA/cT11u47Pnqk/s320/harper+face+quilt.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And a close up of the name&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297263083836788434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/SYOotWnhztI/AAAAAAAAAm4/-D0W989ZJkI/s320/Harper+quilt.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And Harmony said that when Harper uses his quilt, Mason and Oliver go get theirs and here is a great pic of all of them.  I feel like I get better and more creative with each baby... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;so by the time I have one- I'll be pro!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/SYOot2rMI6I/AAAAAAAAAnQ/LiZbWHDQ0mQ/s1600-h/3+boys+3+quilts.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297263092442080162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/SYOot2rMI6I/AAAAAAAAAnQ/LiZbWHDQ0mQ/s320/3+boys+3+quilts.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And in honor of my quilts, and since I never posted one of Thomas with his-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; here's a cute butt in the air sleep pose.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I really am surprised and touched when I come visit and they are actually in use.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297263089405100498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 190px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 254px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/SYOotrXHgdI/AAAAAAAAAnI/LGIDmCfkevY/s320/thomas+quilt.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If you are interested in seeing more "auntie claire quilts" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;you can see Levi's &lt;a href="http://sewlong.blogspot.com/2008/06/levis-quilt.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;, Jasper's &lt;a href="http://sewlong.blogspot.com/2008/05/finally.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;, and Stella's &lt;a href="http://sewlong.blogspot.com/2008/08/projects-in-use.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361986704053877378-329679804237913391?l=sewlong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sewlong.blogspot.com/feeds/329679804237913391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361986704053877378&amp;postID=329679804237913391&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361986704053877378/posts/default/329679804237913391'/><link 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type='text'>Christmas Hats</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Better late than never I always say. Without further ado...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Stella's hat- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My first felting project ever. Originally knit for &lt;a href="http://sewlong.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-happy-birthday-rachel.html"&gt;Rachel&lt;/a&gt; but accidentally felted to Stella's size. I added the cute cluster of poppies (I did not make the flowers). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297257584868301698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 211px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/SYOjtRXRm4I/AAAAAAAAAmg/ovvk-444HnY/s320/Stella+hat+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297256896548915938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/SYOjFNLJSuI/AAAAAAAAAl4/I58g9mNQcQE/s320/stella+hat.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I totally took this picture off Harmony's blog- I love it though! Such sweet brotherly love, and it shows Mason and Oliver's hats so well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297258868001833810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 207px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/SYOk39aJg1I/AAAAAAAAAmo/OphywdimdSk/s320/both+hats+close.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I made Mason's hat with one stripe and Oliver's hat with two because that is their order.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I have plans for a third hat for &lt;a href="http://sewlong.blogspot.com/2009/01/welcome-to-world.html"&gt;#3&lt;/a&gt; with obviously three stripes. haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/SYOjkrKFBXI/AAAAAAAAAmY/sx7OCtibBnc/s1600-h/mason+hat.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297257437173450098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/SYOjkrKFBXI/AAAAAAAAAmY/sx7OCtibBnc/s320/mason+hat.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/SYOjkO8hVVI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/63RfhlqnBTk/s1600-h/Ollie+hat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297257429600392530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/SYOjkO8hVVI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/63RfhlqnBTk/s320/Ollie+hat.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I love the snow covered hat in this pic! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Definitely some snow angels or something going on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297256901004153474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/SYOjFdxW0oI/AAAAAAAAAmA/mIwB5R93Dh4/s320/both+hats.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thomas got green and blue and just 1 stripe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/SYOjFdBZtYI/AAAAAAAAAmI/yLRdz9c7yBs/s1600-h/thomas+hat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297256900803016066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 190px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 254px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/SYOjFdBZtYI/AAAAAAAAAmI/yLRdz9c7yBs/s320/thomas+hat.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And here the hat in use on a cold winter's day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297260754591253138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/SYOmlxgHgpI/AAAAAAAAAmw/yimvYvt56QM/s320/Thomas+cold+hat.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And finally my sister in law Annie's hat.  I did hers different than the others.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There will be some revisions to the pattern and redo it for next year- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;maybe with a pom pom! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/SYOjFFaLZxI/AAAAAAAAAlw/gA9XehAn8Xc/s1600-h/annie+hat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297256894464485138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/SYOjFFaLZxI/AAAAAAAAAlw/gA9XehAn8Xc/s320/annie+hat.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361986704053877378-8345713911233610152?l=sewlong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sewlong.blogspot.com/feeds/8345713911233610152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361986704053877378&amp;postID=8345713911233610152&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361986704053877378/posts/default/8345713911233610152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361986704053877378/posts/default/8345713911233610152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sewlong.blogspot.com/2009/01/christmas-hats.html' title='Christmas Hats'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16690446249755257545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ul798kt5ZCo/TxIWCswE86I/AAAAAAAABNM/NhrzlFJbuBA/s220/market.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/SYOjtRXRm4I/AAAAAAAAAmg/ovvk-444HnY/s72-c/Stella+hat+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361986704053877378.post-4412339152540212119</id><published>2009-01-27T22:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T00:22:17.213-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='news'/><title type='text'>I Just Ruined a Batch of White Chocolate Blondies-- BOO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;My melted white chocolate chips, butter and sugar was overheated into a lump of thick chocolate in a pool of butter-- instead of "creamy and smooth".  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; I have now abandoned the baking for tonight and instead decided to post on my blog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;This year has started off with a bang.  I'll try to give a quick run through as to what's been going on with us and around us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Starting with the most recent:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Caleb left today with &lt;a href="http://myspace.com/tweakbird"&gt;his band &lt;/a&gt;to go on a 2 week tour.  They play in Vegas tonight and tomorrow night.  He just called and said they are staying at Circus Circus for $39 a night.  I think that's amazingly good deal, but mostly I'm just glad they're safe and warm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I met with &lt;a href="http://sewlong.blogspot.com/2008/02/ru-dy-ru-dy-ru-dy.html"&gt;my learner&lt;/a&gt; tonight for the first time in over a month.  We had completely opposite vacation schedules this winter, but it was good to meet again and hopefully we'll buckle down and get through the program quickly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;My newborn twins (not mine actually) worked today on this show and I'm relieved that it worked out!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 241px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/SYAHhANOY2I/AAAAAAAAAkI/I9O-4tDGi54/s320/Poster-secret-life-of-the-american-teen-1649670-396-527.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296241425360249698" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This part is especially for Sarah:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are the up close encounters I had with celebs in the last month- either at set or in meetings:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Her:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 160px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/SYANd6QX-2I/AAAAAAAAAkw/GPw5SLHlubY/s200/kristen.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296247969293007714" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;These two:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/SYANdvUBfEI/AAAAAAAAAko/Rp9SMKUKKnk/s200/jon+and+vince.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296247966355520578" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Him:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 142px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/SYANdpv_HlI/AAAAAAAAAkg/_oKsYowZvkQ/s200/bateman.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296247964862193234" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Him:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/SYANdUpwBGI/AAAAAAAAAkY/Abv5JrbegKg/s200/seth-rogen_l.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296247959198893154" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Him:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/SYANdc6omZI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/VWEXUTtVpFA/s200/adam_sandler.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296247961417193874" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Him:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 132px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/SYAO4F06v9I/AAAAAAAAAlY/BligsXIXdYA/s200/peter.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296249518587297746" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Who is best known from this role:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 177px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/SYAO4WXdO7I/AAAAAAAAAlg/0TEqaFrlKQc/s200/peter+2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296249523027131314" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I actually introduced these two to the newborns that will play their baby on the above show.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 148px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/SYARW_eA-ZI/AAAAAAAAAlo/mEtDoZ6mEjY/s200/shayanddar.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296252248479824274" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;All these encounters signify that a Huge amount of time was spent on set and working, which explains the 125 hours I put in during the last two weeks! yikes! that's a lot of work.  How long until retirement? ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Speaking of retirement... Caleb and I started this &lt;a href="https://www.mytotalmoneymakeover.com/"&gt;financial program&lt;/a&gt; late last year and recommend it to anyone who's wanting to pay off the past and begin saving for the future- Sounds cheesy, but makes total sense.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And yes... I am still flossing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I can't remember now if there is anything else I was going to mention, but it's late and I have a meeting in the morning, so I'll call it a night and post more later if I think of it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Also- I have a huge sewing/knitting/crafting post coming up- just waiting for 1 picture and to finish one project.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361986704053877378-4412339152540212119?l=sewlong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sewlong.blogspot.com/feeds/4412339152540212119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361986704053877378&amp;postID=4412339152540212119&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361986704053877378/posts/default/4412339152540212119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361986704053877378/posts/default/4412339152540212119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sewlong.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-just-ruined-batch-of-white-chocolate.html' title='I Just Ruined a Batch of White Chocolate Blondies-- BOO'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16690446249755257545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ul798kt5ZCo/TxIWCswE86I/AAAAAAAABNM/NhrzlFJbuBA/s220/market.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1Ff2K0eIBA/SYAHhANOY2I/AAAAAAAAAkI/I9O-4tDGi54/s72-c/Poster-secret-life-of-the-american-teen-1649670-396-527.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry></feed>
