<?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-8791274979639701610</id><updated>2012-01-25T11:07:54.586-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Andrus Menage</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jkandrus.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791274979639701610/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jkandrus.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791274979639701610/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>JKAndrus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00691905035411734649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>161</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791274979639701610.post-8589568986234259165</id><published>2009-03-29T21:05:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T21:15:09.792-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Clandenstine</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This will be my last post on jkandrus.blogspot.com. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I will continue our adventures on: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.andrusmenage.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;www.andrusmenage.blogspot.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; which will be &lt;strong&gt;PRIVATE&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Invites are being sent to all those who sent me email addresses. Thanks for reading, and for continous coverage send me your email address at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:kristin.andrus@hotmail.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;kristin.andrus@hotmail.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&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/8791274979639701610-8589568986234259165?l=jkandrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jkandrus.blogspot.com/feeds/8589568986234259165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8791274979639701610&amp;postID=8589568986234259165' title='32 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791274979639701610/posts/default/8589568986234259165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791274979639701610/posts/default/8589568986234259165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jkandrus.blogspot.com/2009/03/clandenstine.html' title='Clandenstine'/><author><name>JKAndrus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00691905035411734649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>32</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791274979639701610.post-4720651726849710765</id><published>2009-03-22T20:08:00.010-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T20:43:20.645-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Springtime</title><content type='html'>I have had so much fun "meeting" some of you as I have recieved comments, emails, and facebook messages with your email addresses. I read a couple of blogs of people I don't know and enjoy their posts, pictures, recipes, and commentary on life and motherhood. I am glad that others have found an interest in our little life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Have I mentioned, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I LOVE THE SPRING!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I love the sunny warm days and can do without the rainy ones in between.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I love the sign of new life as birds twerp and flowers begin to grow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I love planning all the great things I'm going to do to my backyard that I'll never get around to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I love driving with the windows down and opening the sunroof.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I love dressing Audrey in cute little spring outfits and not bundling up everywhere we go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I love wearing shoes other than boots and walking outside barefoot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I love knowing that winter is over for this year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I love sitting outsdie for lunch with the sun on my face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I love reading outside while Audrey naps.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I love feeling like my house is twice as big because we can play outside..finally.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I love Easter and buying new colorful decorations to brighten up the house. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;HAPPY SPRINGTIME!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316201058283848530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/ScbwsjGQg1I/AAAAAAAACbI/a7NvwRRt2kA/s400/spring+019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Outside lunches with my two favorite people up Emigration Canyon.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316201411692369602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/ScbxBHpalsI/AAAAAAAACbY/ns5RcCoZCSA/s400/spring+030.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;My nice clean little girl can get really dirty... and it's not even summer yet.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316201310774380546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 231px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/Scbw7PssSAI/AAAAAAAACbQ/irEn_dpnCGo/s400/spring+027.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316201488995978322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 333px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/ScbxFnoCDFI/AAAAAAAACbg/G5g7hoPBlUs/s400/spring+035.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316202205875415682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/ScbxvWNaKoI/AAAAAAAACbo/NCQMdTBtaTA/s400/spring+013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;She LOVES her new swing and could swing for hours on end if her Mom were up for it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Don't forget to leave your email address so I can send you an invite. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Going private ASAP.&lt;/strong&gt;&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/8791274979639701610-4720651726849710765?l=jkandrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jkandrus.blogspot.com/feeds/4720651726849710765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8791274979639701610&amp;postID=4720651726849710765' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791274979639701610/posts/default/4720651726849710765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791274979639701610/posts/default/4720651726849710765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jkandrus.blogspot.com/2009/03/springtime.html' title='Springtime'/><author><name>JKAndrus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00691905035411734649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/ScbwsjGQg1I/AAAAAAAACbI/a7NvwRRt2kA/s72-c/spring+019.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791274979639701610.post-678073950733602227</id><published>2009-03-19T07:19:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T07:27:13.205-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Privacy Please</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/ScJHPKy6iKI/AAAAAAAACa4/SHkU94qpfTs/s1600-h/eye_shades_do_not_disturb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 236px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/ScJHPKy6iKI/AAAAAAAACa4/SHkU94qpfTs/s400/eye_shades_do_not_disturb.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314888836172122274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have finally decided to go PRIVATE.  I've been putting it off for awhile, but I think it's time.  I would love all my blog readers to continue reading (even if I don't know you). So, please leave a comment with your email address or for your privacy you can email me with it at kristin.andrus@hotmail.com. I would love to know who you are so let me know your name and where you're from. Thanks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8791274979639701610-678073950733602227?l=jkandrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jkandrus.blogspot.com/feeds/678073950733602227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8791274979639701610&amp;postID=678073950733602227' title='31 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791274979639701610/posts/default/678073950733602227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791274979639701610/posts/default/678073950733602227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jkandrus.blogspot.com/2009/03/privacy-please.html' title='Privacy Please'/><author><name>JKAndrus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00691905035411734649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/ScJHPKy6iKI/AAAAAAAACa4/SHkU94qpfTs/s72-c/eye_shades_do_not_disturb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>31</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791274979639701610.post-8885577630777365044</id><published>2009-03-16T17:29:00.020-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T11:34:32.362-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Photographer and the Photographer's Assistant</title><content type='html'>We're back and I'm working on some collages of pics from the trip. To sum it up it was WONDERFUL!! We had a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;fabulous&lt;/span&gt; time and the weather even held for us. We both loved walking, eating, walking, SLEEPING, and walking and eating some more. We didn't go to one museum or do any must &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;dos&lt;/span&gt; but the Eiffel Tower of course...Jeremy wanted to renew our vows. He's such a romantic. :) So for now, here are some of my collages. Since I wasn't "Mom" this week, I was a photographer and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Jer&lt;/span&gt; was my assistant. It was a great set up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313978853912888482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 309px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/Sb8LnOtqRKI/AAAAAAAACaA/n6IoXeFHtHI/s400/eiffel.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/Sb760qTixxI/AAAAAAAACZ4/lQ4quggmcLk/s1600-h/fruit.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313960392960165650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 492px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 352px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/Sb760qTixxI/AAAAAAAACZ4/lQ4quggmcLk/s400/fruit.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313990421173261426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 356px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 408px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/Sb8WIiHcVHI/AAAAAAAACag/3TEh5dxeEdw/s400/cityshots.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313984694798039330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 372px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 379px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/Sb8Q7NtMuSI/AAAAAAAACaQ/Hff1ypbaNL4/s400/solos.gif" border="0" /&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&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313935594666483106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 471px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 309px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/Sb7kRNdmXaI/AAAAAAAACZw/vrVM0yzCkcA/s400/collagecrepe.gif" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313980944172951154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 363px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 407px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/Sb8Ng5ifpnI/AAAAAAAACaI/9QY63Yj130c/s400/flowers.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313987203727786722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 309px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/Sb8TNQMqguI/AAAAAAAACaY/yXuhhbkS3pU/s400/city.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313994232856994482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 309px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/Sb8ZmZvqYrI/AAAAAAAACao/Axjg5KGqXzE/s400/me.gif" border="0" /&gt;So here's to being the "free-lance photographer" for a couple of days and not Mom. Though I have to admit I like being a Mom much better, I missed that little sweetie more than I can say!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8791274979639701610-8885577630777365044?l=jkandrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jkandrus.blogspot.com/feeds/8885577630777365044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8791274979639701610&amp;postID=8885577630777365044' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791274979639701610/posts/default/8885577630777365044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791274979639701610/posts/default/8885577630777365044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jkandrus.blogspot.com/2009/03/photographer-and-photagraphers.html' title='The Photographer and the Photographer&apos;s Assistant'/><author><name>JKAndrus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00691905035411734649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/Sb8LnOtqRKI/AAAAAAAACaA/n6IoXeFHtHI/s72-c/eiffel.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791274979639701610.post-4255143127940267735</id><published>2009-03-08T20:10:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T20:22:07.477-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring forward to</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SbR9Jy9rEgI/AAAAAAAACZg/r2pBbgelQTY/s1600-h/Paris_cafe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311007467829400066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SbR9Jy9rEgI/AAAAAAAACZg/r2pBbgelQTY/s400/Paris_cafe.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Paris! I am heading out tomorrow to drop Audrey off at my parent's house for the rest of the week while I go and meet &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Jer&lt;/span&gt; in Paris. He has one meeting over there and I decided to join him. I am so excited to enjoy the city and not feel pressured to see all the tourist spots since I have seen them before. The weather looks pretty good and sitting in a cafe reading and walking the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Chanse&lt;/span&gt; Elysee with a crepe in my hand sounds like heaven for a wayfarer like me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8791274979639701610-4255143127940267735?l=jkandrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jkandrus.blogspot.com/feeds/4255143127940267735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8791274979639701610&amp;postID=4255143127940267735' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791274979639701610/posts/default/4255143127940267735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791274979639701610/posts/default/4255143127940267735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jkandrus.blogspot.com/2009/03/spring-forward-to.html' title='Spring forward to'/><author><name>JKAndrus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00691905035411734649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SbR9Jy9rEgI/AAAAAAAACZg/r2pBbgelQTY/s72-c/Paris_cafe.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791274979639701610.post-2184735141830906966</id><published>2009-03-05T21:49:00.013-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T22:36:37.635-07:00</updated><title type='text'>And Gymbo was his name-o!</title><content type='html'>It is amazing to see Audrey's development over the last year as we go to Gymboree each week.  From three months old when she couldn’t roll over or do much of anything, to thirteen months and into everything. We both have so much fun!!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309940385129763410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 284px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SbCypaIpElI/AAAAAAAACYY/sfNnX_ATT6M/s400/gymboree+089.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309932530329404850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 335px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SbCrgMuTRbI/AAAAAAAACYI/VR2bknaepss/s400/gymboree+058.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SbC1jAcRXyI/AAAAAAAACZY/0MYuLMn1g3A/s1600-h/gymboree+128.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309943573688442658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 330px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SbC1jAcRXyI/AAAAAAAACZY/0MYuLMn1g3A/s400/gymboree+128.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 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&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309940943897239042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 336px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SbCzJ7tMHgI/AAAAAAAACYo/SR633Dd3Alk/s400/gymboree+078.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SbCzeeUXHAI/AAAAAAAACYw/rNJ4J8SbOOw/s1600-h/gymboree+111.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309941296785726466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SbCzeeUXHAI/AAAAAAAACYw/rNJ4J8SbOOw/s400/gymboree+111.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SbCy_GdBR9I/AAAAAAAACYg/z7B5UQ1Ieb0/s1600-h/gymboree+136.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309940757803648978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 328px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SbCy_GdBR9I/AAAAAAAACYg/z7B5UQ1Ieb0/s400/gymboree+136.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SbCs2AdjnWI/AAAAAAAACYQ/qh--NVyThYY/s1600-h/gymboree+068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309934004506697058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SbCs2AdjnWI/AAAAAAAACYQ/qh--NVyThYY/s400/gymboree+068.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/8791274979639701610-2184735141830906966?l=jkandrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jkandrus.blogspot.com/feeds/2184735141830906966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8791274979639701610&amp;postID=2184735141830906966' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791274979639701610/posts/default/2184735141830906966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791274979639701610/posts/default/2184735141830906966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jkandrus.blogspot.com/2009/03/and-gymbo-was-his-name-o.html' title='And Gymbo was his name-o!'/><author><name>JKAndrus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00691905035411734649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SbCypaIpElI/AAAAAAAACYY/sfNnX_ATT6M/s72-c/gymboree+089.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791274979639701610.post-494092733975082663</id><published>2009-03-02T21:57:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T22:22:51.801-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wanted Man</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/Say9ypcy8-I/AAAAAAAACYA/XxDyI2DluUI/s1600-h/pulled.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308826738580714466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 211px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/Say9ypcy8-I/AAAAAAAACYA/XxDyI2DluUI/s400/pulled.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jeremy always tells me how busy he is at the office and how he can never get any work done because he is in meeting after meeting all day and never gets a second to himself. The few times :) I have complained about him coming home late or having to work at home, he has told me that I just don't understand what his days are like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think today I truly understood for the first time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We stayed up in Park City last night for a change of scenery and picked up Jer around 5:30 (so I could get down to my gym class at 6 which he so graciously said he'd leave early for) which is EARLY for him. He thought it would be best if Audrey and I went up to the office so he had an escape plan. As we entered his office, there were three guys standing and waiting to get his attention on something. In the 6 minutes we chatted 3 more guys came in needing him. When we finally left the office, two more guys followed him down the hall needing just a moment of his time. An admin intercepted us near the door with some papers she needed confirmation on. Two more guys walked us down the steps and one out to the car just to get 2 minutes of his time. He told me every night he is "walked out" to his car by someone. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And the poor guy has to come home to ME... who so graciously (not really) needs him to take over Audrey duty the moment he walks in the door. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I kept laughing on our way home saying I couldn't believe what had just happened. It almost seemed as though Jer had set that up, unfortunately for him he didn't. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So a big shout out to MY MAN who somehow handles being pulled in so many directions and handles it oh so happily. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I even made it to my class on time! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8791274979639701610-494092733975082663?l=jkandrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jkandrus.blogspot.com/feeds/494092733975082663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8791274979639701610&amp;postID=494092733975082663' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791274979639701610/posts/default/494092733975082663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791274979639701610/posts/default/494092733975082663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jkandrus.blogspot.com/2009/03/wanted-man.html' title='Wanted Man'/><author><name>JKAndrus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00691905035411734649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/Say9ypcy8-I/AAAAAAAACYA/XxDyI2DluUI/s72-c/pulled.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791274979639701610.post-8944542185843619084</id><published>2009-02-27T17:52:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T18:09:05.578-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I love to read</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SaiOYe_oFsI/AAAAAAAACX4/wVL-qy3Fyj0/s1600-h/Home_Photo_books.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307648712144066242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 311px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 362px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SaiOYe_oFsI/AAAAAAAACX4/wVL-qy3Fyj0/s400/Home_Photo_books.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had our second book group last night of 2009 and reviewed a very interesting book called The Thirteenth Tale. Ever since I was a little girl, I have loved to read. I would have my reading light on over my bed reading until much later than I was supposed to many nights of my childhood. Today more than ever I love to sit down (or lay down) to a good book and get lost in another life. I have really enjoyed book club over the last two years and am now serving as the 2009 Book Club President..somewhat self appointed. I thought I'd post our list of books we are reading and reviewing this year :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;January 29&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Book Thief by Markus &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Zusak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;February 26&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Thirteenth Tale by Diane &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Setterfield&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;March 26&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Grief Observed by C.S Lewis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;April 30&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eat Pray Love by Elizabeth Gilbert&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May 28&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Same Kind of Different As Me by Ron Hall and Denver Moore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;June 25&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dandelion Wine by Ray Bradbury&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;July 30&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Stroke of Insight by Jill &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Bolte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Taylor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;August 27&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pride and Prejudice by Jane Austen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;September 24&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Space Between Us by &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Thrity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Umrigar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;October 29&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Prize Winner of Defiance Ohio by Terry Ryan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;November 19&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Planning for 2010&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;To prove my point, I am trying to decide &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;weather&lt;/span&gt; to go to a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;SKDY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; sponsored MC Hammer Vanilla Ice concert or stay home and start a new book! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8791274979639701610-8944542185843619084?l=jkandrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jkandrus.blogspot.com/feeds/8944542185843619084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8791274979639701610&amp;postID=8944542185843619084' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791274979639701610/posts/default/8944542185843619084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791274979639701610/posts/default/8944542185843619084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jkandrus.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-love-to-read.html' title='I love to read'/><author><name>JKAndrus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00691905035411734649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SaiOYe_oFsI/AAAAAAAACX4/wVL-qy3Fyj0/s72-c/Home_Photo_books.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791274979639701610.post-4745790130952929932</id><published>2009-02-23T22:03:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T22:41:32.509-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sucked in</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SaOCAZ0FncI/AAAAAAAACXw/bMjREE8vMbc/s1600-h/facebook.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306227729413545410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 298px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SaOCAZ0FncI/AAAAAAAACXw/bMjREE8vMbc/s400/facebook.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I took the plunge and signed up for Facebook tonight. I have already told myself that I am not going to get "too involved" seeing that I already have a high maintenance relationship with blogger. Why do I do this to myself knowing that adding one more website to my day is probably not the most productive thing I could be doing. At least I'm not twittering yet! &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The funny thing is I am such a novice that I can't figure out how to view anyone's wall. I guess they have to say they'll be my friend first? Way too complicated, I like blogger where you can peruse through blogs of people you know and those you don't. I have found quite a few "friends" that don't know me but I know them because they have such cute blogs. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Do you ever wonder what your Mother did as a stay-at-home-mom with no blogging, let alone no internet to keep her "connected" through the day. Oh, that's right she probably called her friends to do play dates and go to lunch... Enough time wasted here, I better go check my Facebook account! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am back after 45 minutes of Facebook emails and surfing (and could go for another 5 hours) and am now SURE that this was a very bad idea. How can I stop this destructive behavior?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8791274979639701610-4745790130952929932?l=jkandrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jkandrus.blogspot.com/feeds/4745790130952929932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8791274979639701610&amp;postID=4745790130952929932' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791274979639701610/posts/default/4745790130952929932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791274979639701610/posts/default/4745790130952929932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jkandrus.blogspot.com/2009/02/sucked-in.html' title='Sucked in'/><author><name>JKAndrus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00691905035411734649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SaOCAZ0FncI/AAAAAAAACXw/bMjREE8vMbc/s72-c/facebook.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791274979639701610.post-819429458184227196</id><published>2009-02-22T17:57:00.012-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T19:44:46.611-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The latest</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;O.K, I am so happy that headbands are in, especially ones with bows and flowers for grown ups!! I guess I just assume they're in because I saw them at Forever 21, Bebe, and Arden B (someone please tell me if I'm really reaching..:) ) Don't worry this is my only headband, I don't plan on borrowing Audrey's or having a whole drawer of them just thought it would be fun for a party we went to last night.  I obviously dressed Audrey today and didn't realize until we were about to leave for church that we were a little too matchy-matchy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305792205387455762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 380px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SaH15kYn3RI/AAAAAAAACXQ/SY_-NDDKaFk/s400/ag13+003.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With some of my drama lately I feel like I haven't given an update of Audrey for awhile. Ever since she turned one, she has become a little more of a challenge. She is not loving table food and would like if I fed her baby food 3 times a day (and so would I with less mess and 5 minutes vs. 25 ). Her sleeping has been eratic, she is down to one nap already (shoot), and ever since I have been back she is really clingy.. the price I pay for a couple days of v.k.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At almost 13 months some of AG's favorites are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;She loves her cell phone and we play with it back and forth a lot.&lt;br /&gt;I had to put two because they are so cute and I love the hand motions! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305793354005748818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SaH28bUkHFI/AAAAAAAACXo/LyqS0E-DxNo/s400/ag13+015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SaH1i8jbz1I/AAAAAAAACXA/kYURToPqWk4/s1600-h/ag13+016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305791816738262866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 364px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SaH1i8jbz1I/AAAAAAAACXA/kYURToPqWk4/s400/ag13+016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Giving "loves" to her dollys and really anything she sees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305792665599355490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 377px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SaH2UWzsKmI/AAAAAAAACXY/LnJOD1uFIBk/s400/ag13+027.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Climbing up my legs about 50 times a day.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305793099725600002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 365px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SaH2toDc9QI/AAAAAAAACXg/o_sm1tcVEA4/s400/ag13+014.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Did I mention she's been clingy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SaH1KFQ7WVI/AAAAAAAACW4/Y8OCRcyEHUM/s1600-h/ag13+022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305791389579827538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SaH1KFQ7WVI/AAAAAAAACW4/Y8OCRcyEHUM/s400/ag13+022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Climbing up on EVERYTHING and getting into EVERYTHING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SaH0_eVwJkI/AAAAAAAACWw/073YLZ32M8g/s1600-h/ag13+010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305791207332390466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 341px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SaH0_eVwJkI/AAAAAAAACWw/073YLZ32M8g/s400/ag13+010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Loving bath time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SaH03LV3UMI/AAAAAAAACWo/WA24EyAkdYs/s1600-h/ag13+006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305791064793632962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SaH03LV3UMI/AAAAAAAACWo/WA24EyAkdYs/s400/ag13+006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She's getting pretty good at her walker &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-2637925f0f20ab8d" 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://v1.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D2637925f0f20ab8d%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329845404%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DF040ABE88F3DFBBBE412257CD1472EB1C699396.825F72DBFE5E9A0B8EB0AE22BFD64037E0682536%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D2637925f0f20ab8d%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dp-qulKDsUa8qQglBF4L02YIhQLM&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://v1.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D2637925f0f20ab8d%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329845404%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DF040ABE88F3DFBBBE412257CD1472EB1C699396.825F72DBFE5E9A0B8EB0AE22BFD64037E0682536%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D2637925f0f20ab8d%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dp-qulKDsUa8qQglBF4L02YIhQLM&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;and loves her rocket. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-2f52b54cf73f01f9" 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.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D2f52b54cf73f01f9%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329845404%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3313840CD3CDD0973B7223CF6D7D6945B843D1CF.45D3A71701E98B6222AF27CD7565262CEF53733E%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D2f52b54cf73f01f9%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DfMrwYcL_VnldFHx1fSXeaPok6_Q&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.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D2f52b54cf73f01f9%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329845404%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3313840CD3CDD0973B7223CF6D7D6945B843D1CF.45D3A71701E98B6222AF27CD7565262CEF53733E%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D2f52b54cf73f01f9%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DfMrwYcL_VnldFHx1fSXeaPok6_Q&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Is that really my house strewn with toys and "stuff" all over? Is that my daughter with food in her hair and shirt and dirty pants from crawling all over? No, not my house or daughter, I would never let them get so messy!  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8791274979639701610-819429458184227196?l=jkandrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=2637925f0f20ab8d&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=2f52b54cf73f01f9&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jkandrus.blogspot.com/feeds/819429458184227196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8791274979639701610&amp;postID=819429458184227196' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791274979639701610/posts/default/819429458184227196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791274979639701610/posts/default/819429458184227196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jkandrus.blogspot.com/2009/02/latest.html' title='The latest'/><author><name>JKAndrus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00691905035411734649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SaH15kYn3RI/AAAAAAAACXQ/SY_-NDDKaFk/s72-c/ag13+003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791274979639701610.post-7480119291555850441</id><published>2009-02-19T19:27:00.012-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T12:05:26.213-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just the two of us</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SZ79iOyzakI/AAAAAAAACWY/hG4elvI3hUQ/s1600-h/mexico+030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304956175617583682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SZ79iOyzakI/AAAAAAAACWY/hG4elvI3hUQ/s400/mexico+030.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our weekend away was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;fabulous&lt;/span&gt;. We sat by the pool and beach for hours on end, ate a lot of great food and slept in three days in a row. I really don't think we could have asked for a more relaxing couple of days. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Punta&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Mita&lt;/span&gt; is a great resort area about 45 minutes north of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Puerto&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Vallarta&lt;/span&gt; and our hotel was paradise. It was so nice to have some time with just the two of us and we didn't talk about Audrey the whole time just part of it. I was so proud of Jeremy who actually read a book that he started on our trip to India (yes, 15 months ago) and is almost done with it. He is as non-stop with work as I am with Audrey and so we were both in much need of some R &amp;amp; R. I wish I was able to bottle up the rest I felt and spread it out because we both commented last night that we are tired again!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Audrey did great with my Mom but I think my Mom was more tired than she's been in a while. With little sleep and a non-stop motion &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;machine&lt;/span&gt;, Audrey can tire out the highest energy person pretty quickly. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SZ4YY_29-hI/AAAAAAAACWA/RFiQP2ujteM/s1600-h/mexico+067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304704228826937874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SZ4YY_29-hI/AAAAAAAACWA/RFiQP2ujteM/s400/mexico+067.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304956618668095810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SZ798BSRuUI/AAAAAAAACWg/awbUXsXEoRY/s400/mexico+022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;View from our bed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SZ4VmOR0zbI/AAAAAAAACVg/0YAAsEKIbgs/s1600-h/mexico+050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304701157501095346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SZ4VmOR0zbI/AAAAAAAACVg/0YAAsEKIbgs/s400/mexico+050.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Whale watching with Rudy. We were really close to some huge whales. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love to travel so much and feel the bug coming on. With only one child I feel like I need to get my fill before another (hopefully) comes. We are filling our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;calender&lt;/span&gt; with some fun things and I feel like I can get through the last couple months of winter with these carrots keeping me going. What am I going to do when I have more kids and it's not this easy? I'm sure I'll figure it out. &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/8791274979639701610-7480119291555850441?l=jkandrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jkandrus.blogspot.com/feeds/7480119291555850441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8791274979639701610&amp;postID=7480119291555850441' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791274979639701610/posts/default/7480119291555850441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791274979639701610/posts/default/7480119291555850441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jkandrus.blogspot.com/2009/02/just-two-of-us.html' title='Just the two of us'/><author><name>JKAndrus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00691905035411734649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SZ79iOyzakI/AAAAAAAACWY/hG4elvI3hUQ/s72-c/mexico+030.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791274979639701610.post-7772855980906743090</id><published>2009-02-11T13:33:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T11:32:39.862-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just what the doctor ordered</title><content type='html'>This is what I found when I came home from my second ultra sound last Monday with a dozen roses. Actually 11 roses and 1 for Audrey in it's own vase:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Dear Kristin,&lt;br /&gt;Happy Early Valentines Day! The early Valentines wishes are so you can plan to spend a wonderful, fun, relaxing, carefree, warm, sunny, LONG Valentines Day weekend in Punta Mita, Mexico with me. (other attendees.. i.e.. Audrey..to be determined). We'll leave for the amazing St. Regis Resort on Friday morning the 13th and return Monday evening the 16th. Happy Valentines Day, I can't wait!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you,&lt;br /&gt;Jeremy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SZM26FYSOdI/AAAAAAAACVQ/WnGQCELCieQ/s1600-h/pool.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301641557849553362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 343px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 230px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SZM26FYSOdI/AAAAAAAACVQ/WnGQCELCieQ/s400/pool.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Other attendees will not include Audrey as my Mom and Dad are flying out to babysit. I can't wait to reconnect with Jeremy especially as he has promised to leave the Blackberry and Laptop at home. 80 degree sunny days, poolside, child-free, are just what the doctor ordered.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8791274979639701610-7772855980906743090?l=jkandrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jkandrus.blogspot.com/feeds/7772855980906743090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8791274979639701610&amp;postID=7772855980906743090' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791274979639701610/posts/default/7772855980906743090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791274979639701610/posts/default/7772855980906743090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jkandrus.blogspot.com/2009/02/just-what-doctor-ordered.html' title='Just what the doctor ordered'/><author><name>JKAndrus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00691905035411734649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SZM26FYSOdI/AAAAAAAACVQ/WnGQCELCieQ/s72-c/pool.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791274979639701610.post-576879598797047224</id><published>2009-02-09T19:23:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T21:27:46.574-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Mole that wasn't a Mole</title><content type='html'>Since I post about all of the great things in my life, I guess it's about time I had a trial/hard time/ something that didn't turn out o.k. (though I guess it did in the end).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This past week I went in for a D &amp;amp; C after miscarrying. The journey started about 2 1/2 weeks ago when I surprised Jer with the positive pregnancy test and Audrey in a "Big Sister" t-shirt. I had been feeling off/emotional/nauseous for a while and finally drove to Walgreens picked up a test and my question was answered. They would have been about 20 months apart so that was pretty close but we were still really excited. A couple of days later after an exam and a little spotting the Doc wanted me to get an ultra sound. Laying there with Audrey between my legs we couldn't hear a heart beat. I was only 6 weeks and 1 day so we thought maybe it was too early, but truthfully I think we all knew it wasn't good. After two blood tests and the good news of my hormone level raising 40% I went in for a second ultra sound and once again no heart beat. Not hearing the heart beat wasn't the worst news; the Radiologist and Doc both thought that I might have a Molar Pregnancy. If you have never heard of a Molar Pregnancy (I never had):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"A molar pregnancy is the result of a genetic error during the fertilization process that leads to growth of abnormal tissue within the uterus. Molar pregnancies rarely involve a developing embryo, and the growth of this material is rapid compared to normal fetal growth. It has the appearance of a large and random collection of grape-like cell clusters."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the scary part-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"About 15% to 20% of complete molar pregnancies develop trophoblastic disease that keeps growing after the molar pregnancy is removed. A small percentage of these may become invasive cancer. Fortunately, nearly 100% of those women who develop cancer are cured with treatment"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So needless to say it was not a good day. I wasn't very sad about the miscarriage but more concerned about staying healthy in order to be Mom to Audrey and hopefully be able to have more children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The doctor wanted to do a D &amp;amp; C as soon as possible to get the so called "mole" out. After arriving at the hospital last Wednesday and being stuck 4 times for the IV, I think it finally hit me. Three hours later I woke up and was on my way home hoping for good news, but not feeling very optimistic. After a call from my Doc, we were told that it looked good and although he was pretty convinced after seeing the ultra sound it may not be molar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two days later and many flowers, gifts, calls, texts, prayers, and love from friends and family, I was told that there were NO molar cells found. Hallelujah!! After carrying this burden over the last 2 weeks, I was immensely relieved and was so grateful to Heavenly Father for this gift of health. My naseua has gone away and the recovery hasn't been too bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel grateful to so many of you who have been so understanding and caring over the last couple of weeks. Your phone calls, talks, and love has opened my eyes to how blessed I am with good friends. Thank you. Jeremy has also been such a rock through this and his love, optimism, and help with Audrey makes me love him more today than ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The uncertainty I felt and forseeing a long year of tests, waiting, and poor health helped me remember what is important in my life and how much I love being a Mom and how grateful I am for the wonderful daughter I do have. I hope that this trial I have gone through makes me a better person and a better Mom. I know that when we go through hard times we are meant to learn and change because of them. I just hope I don't have many more learning experiences in my near term future.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8791274979639701610-576879598797047224?l=jkandrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jkandrus.blogspot.com/feeds/576879598797047224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8791274979639701610&amp;postID=576879598797047224' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791274979639701610/posts/default/576879598797047224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791274979639701610/posts/default/576879598797047224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jkandrus.blogspot.com/2009/02/mole-that-wasnt-mole.html' title='The Mole that wasn&apos;t a Mole'/><author><name>JKAndrus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00691905035411734649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791274979639701610.post-1393521109456674520</id><published>2009-02-07T09:35:00.011-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T09:46:55.870-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Audrey Grace 1 year</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300095238514062434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 319px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SY24ic9etGI/AAAAAAAACT4/zRySAblfhIg/s400/001_8x10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SY25pu6kC2I/AAAAAAAACU4/hVZhIAJ7mR8/s1600-h/01456.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300096463104379746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SY25pu6kC2I/AAAAAAAACU4/hVZhIAJ7mR8/s400/01456.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SY25f1rkbvI/AAAAAAAACUw/T8ZRHGbCNqA/s1600-h/00477.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300096293121847026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SY25f1rkbvI/AAAAAAAACUw/T8ZRHGbCNqA/s400/00477.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SY25Lx6anpI/AAAAAAAACUg/smovy1P4x-E/s1600-h/018_mosaic_tiles.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300095948512992914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SY25Lx6anpI/AAAAAAAACUg/smovy1P4x-E/s400/018_mosaic_tiles.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SY25ETCXo_I/AAAAAAAACUY/_nBReWsGvcA/s1600-h/008_bxw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300095819965768690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SY25ETCXo_I/AAAAAAAACUY/_nBReWsGvcA/s400/008_bxw.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300096118233393394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SY25VqK6aPI/AAAAAAAACUo/fjxOJ9iEWJc/s400/016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SY247nSC3FI/AAAAAAAACUQ/7vyQYWO_t5I/s1600-h/007_bxw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300095670781402194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SY247nSC3FI/AAAAAAAACUQ/7vyQYWO_t5I/s400/007_bxw.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SY24zpG0A4I/AAAAAAAACUI/RF2z_F6bAuo/s1600-h/005_no_hand.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300095533832209282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SY24zpG0A4I/AAAAAAAACUI/RF2z_F6bAuo/s400/005_no_hand.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300097102340155330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SY26O8QP58I/AAAAAAAACVA/NC1x59ZbnIk/s400/011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SY24oYbPWnI/AAAAAAAACUA/0TpOZapl0Ys/s1600-h/003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300095340375923314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SY24oYbPWnI/AAAAAAAACUA/0TpOZapl0Ys/s400/003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300097826460626466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SY265F0BbiI/AAAAAAAACVI/6FYkCQjfX_0/s400/020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8791274979639701610-1393521109456674520?l=jkandrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jkandrus.blogspot.com/feeds/1393521109456674520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8791274979639701610&amp;postID=1393521109456674520' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791274979639701610/posts/default/1393521109456674520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791274979639701610/posts/default/1393521109456674520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jkandrus.blogspot.com/2009/02/audrey-grace-1-year.html' title='Audrey Grace 1 year'/><author><name>JKAndrus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00691905035411734649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SY24ic9etGI/AAAAAAAACT4/zRySAblfhIg/s72-c/001_8x10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791274979639701610.post-1414562196647734691</id><published>2009-02-01T20:11:00.010-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T12:55:47.719-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dogg</title><content type='html'>In the midst of a tough last couple of weeks, I flew down to Vegas to attend the Day Three Don't Matter party that SK was hosting at the Palms. Snoop was the headliner and I just couldn't miss this party of all parties.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SYZkzCOrPgI/AAAAAAAACS8/kFfbcL5gI2k/s1600-h/snoop+party+009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298032839582498306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SYZkzCOrPgI/AAAAAAAACS8/kFfbcL5gI2k/s400/snoop+party+009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jer met Snoop and was there for the debut of the new Snoop Dogg Headphone at the SIA show. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298032468894287042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 328px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SYZkddTuBMI/AAAAAAAACSU/1dirNujwB0U/s400/snoop.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SYZkqBNz4EI/AAAAAAAACSs/AfuDXSoQfnI/s1600-h/snoop+party+018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298032684691611714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SYZkqBNz4EI/AAAAAAAACSs/AfuDXSoQfnI/s400/snoop+party+018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SYZkkRM8kZI/AAAAAAAACSk/Sipv2OgPcfo/s1600-h/skparty.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298032585903739282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 296px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SYZkkRM8kZI/AAAAAAAACSk/Sipv2OgPcfo/s400/skparty.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was quite a party!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SYZkg-i75QI/AAAAAAAACSc/LY6pjTBRnjs/s1600-h/party.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298032529356088578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 280px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SYZkg-i75QI/AAAAAAAACSc/LY6pjTBRnjs/s400/party.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best picture I could get through all the smoke...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298032915275876994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 374px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SYZk3cNYioI/AAAAAAAACTE/cGBe4br3Pqs/s400/snoop+party+045.JPG" border="0" /&gt;We had a great time but I forgot what Snoop would be like non radio-edit. Wow, I must be getting old or a Mom because he is as raunchy as they come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298032754348884594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SYZkuEtZgnI/AAAAAAAACS0/5AViZ_BvsCA/s400/snoop+party+026.JPG" border="0" /&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/8791274979639701610-1414562196647734691?l=jkandrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jkandrus.blogspot.com/feeds/1414562196647734691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8791274979639701610&amp;postID=1414562196647734691' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791274979639701610/posts/default/1414562196647734691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791274979639701610/posts/default/1414562196647734691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jkandrus.blogspot.com/2009/02/dogg.html' title='Dogg'/><author><name>JKAndrus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00691905035411734649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SYZkzCOrPgI/AAAAAAAACS8/kFfbcL5gI2k/s72-c/snoop+party+009.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791274979639701610.post-3887667604376640466</id><published>2009-02-01T19:32:00.012-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T19:50:12.151-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Moore" Birthday celebrations</title><content type='html'>Audrey the morning of her birthday headed off to her 1 year old "photo shoot". As Grammy reminded her 'beauty is pain'.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SYZc-X4z3UI/AAAAAAAACSM/Rku34ACCQms/s1600-h/moorebday+003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298024238281907522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SYZc-X4z3UI/AAAAAAAACSM/Rku34ACCQms/s400/moorebday+003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Her birthday outfit that I just couldn't resist buying. I found it in Vegas, if you can't already tell!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SYZc3tDE2eI/AAAAAAAACSE/ijJPsVvH2bY/s1600-h/moorebday+029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298024123703024098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 342px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SYZc3tDE2eI/AAAAAAAACSE/ijJPsVvH2bY/s400/moorebday+029.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Audrey was so lucky to have Grammy and Aunt Dani here to celebrate her birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SYZcyMDv0kI/AAAAAAAACR8/I22VKILJf5w/s1600-h/moorebday+042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298024028948124226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 324px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SYZcyMDv0kI/AAAAAAAACR8/I22VKILJf5w/s400/moorebday+042.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298023309994719666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 258px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SYZcIVv5ebI/AAAAAAAACRk/Bxb66JC7kyY/s400/moorebday+063.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SYZca4DzEWI/AAAAAAAACR0/bXX0n3MVRHc/s1600-h/moorebday+054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298023628442636642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 298px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SYZca4DzEWI/AAAAAAAACR0/bXX0n3MVRHc/s400/moorebday+054.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Marlies&lt;/span&gt; and Gerry came to dinner and gave Audrey a great book, tea set, and her first Raggedy Ann doll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SYZcNHX_aTI/AAAAAAAACRs/pNH7QMIcwSY/s1600-h/moorebday+059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298023392035694898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 348px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SYZcNHX_aTI/AAAAAAAACRs/pNH7QMIcwSY/s400/moorebday+059.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SYZcCZcEOZI/AAAAAAAACRc/ln3v6mYl54E/s1600-h/moorebday+075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298023207906064786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 371px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SYZcCZcEOZI/AAAAAAAACRc/ln3v6mYl54E/s400/moorebday+075.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She loved her drum that we got her. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Gymboree&lt;/span&gt; has seemed to enhance her musical &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ability&lt;/span&gt;... her Daddy is very proud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SYZb-A1Uw0I/AAAAAAAACRU/TKRN-bC-wBs/s1600-h/moorebday+078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298023132581643074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 347px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SYZb-A1Uw0I/AAAAAAAACRU/TKRN-bC-wBs/s400/moorebday+078.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She wanted to feed her cake to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Jer&lt;/span&gt; more than she wanted to eat it herself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SYZb5sBgn8I/AAAAAAAACRM/IavXgPlwBMI/s1600-h/moorebday+091.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298023058276130754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 312px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SYZb5sBgn8I/AAAAAAAACRM/IavXgPlwBMI/s400/moorebday+091.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The must have 1 year old shot, though she didn't get that dirty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SYZbz6ZblqI/AAAAAAAACRE/gzLr8-1XsYc/s1600-h/moorebday+092.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298022959055345314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 278px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SYZbz6ZblqI/AAAAAAAACRE/gzLr8-1XsYc/s400/moorebday+092.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; More for Daddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SYZbpkLgAdI/AAAAAAAACQ8/vp3ZnEg2i64/s1600-h/moorebday+096.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298022781292642770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SYZbpkLgAdI/AAAAAAAACQ8/vp3ZnEg2i64/s400/moorebday+096.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We had a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;wonderful&lt;/span&gt; birthday week with my Mom and Dani. I haven't been feeling well and they saved the day. Thanks so much you guys, I LOVE YOU!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SYZbhaI9T9I/AAAAAAAACQ0/akJEl6W6Tz0/s1600-h/moorebday+106.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298022641158672338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SYZbhaI9T9I/AAAAAAAACQ0/akJEl6W6Tz0/s400/moorebday+106.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I promise we're almost done, but have to save the best for last. 12 kids under 2 eating cupcakes!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/8791274979639701610-3887667604376640466?l=jkandrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jkandrus.blogspot.com/feeds/3887667604376640466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8791274979639701610&amp;postID=3887667604376640466' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791274979639701610/posts/default/3887667604376640466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791274979639701610/posts/default/3887667604376640466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jkandrus.blogspot.com/2009/02/moore-birthday-celebrations.html' title='&quot;Moore&quot; Birthday celebrations'/><author><name>JKAndrus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00691905035411734649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SYZc-X4z3UI/AAAAAAAACSM/Rku34ACCQms/s72-c/moorebday+003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791274979639701610.post-4525542607195043413</id><published>2009-01-30T18:21:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T18:45:00.405-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Dearest Audrey,</title><content type='html'>Today you are one year old! This past year has been the best year of your Dad's and my life.  We love you so much and feel so blessed to have been chosen to be your parents.  Your charisma and energy fill a room and you are loved by everyone around you.  It has been so fun to see you grow and develop over the last year. You went from our little 5 1/2 pound peanut to a beautiful 20 pound toddler.  Your Dad and I love to watch you, listen to you, and when you sleep talk about you.  You have filled our lives with more love and care than we could have ever imagined. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Some noteworthy characteristics and favorites at 1 year old:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are loud and boisterous. We don't understand all the sounds you make and the words you say but we love to hear you. (Except the grunts)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have major separation anxiety but flirt with EVERYONE you see. You love to smile and talk to other people, it makes you very happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have just started pulling yourself up on things and army crawl around the whole house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You sleep on your stomach in all different crazy positions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a great eater and love your Veggie Sticks especially.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You love to be the center of attention. (You are the center of attention).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You love your touch and feel books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You love when your Daddy gives you leg massages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have the sweetest disposition and are a very happy baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have a new dance move where you shake your shoulders and twist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You love cell phones, laptops and remote controls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're not a very cuddly child but would much rather be on the move.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You never stop moving. Between arm waving, pointing, clapping, and ankle rolls you are non-stop motion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are Sweepers, Dear friend, Mrs. Twittle, Mrs. Twit, Girlfriend, AG, nut, and have many more pet names in the making.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are so proud of you and the wonderful little girl you are becoming.  We just hope we can keep up with you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love with all of our hearts,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom and Dad&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8791274979639701610-4525542607195043413?l=jkandrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jkandrus.blogspot.com/feeds/4525542607195043413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8791274979639701610&amp;postID=4525542607195043413' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791274979639701610/posts/default/4525542607195043413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791274979639701610/posts/default/4525542607195043413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jkandrus.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-dearest-audrey.html' title='My Dearest Audrey,'/><author><name>JKAndrus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00691905035411734649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791274979639701610.post-7625137007954155734</id><published>2009-01-26T18:11:00.012-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T18:31:04.849-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday Diva!</title><content type='html'>Our little Birthday Diva had the Andrus' over for homemade pizza, salad, cake and ice cream  Sunday night. They filled the house and Audrey could be seen like this:&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SX5htCG7zaI/AAAAAAAACQk/58-hkHyuakQ/s1600-h/first+bday+007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295777638122245538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SX5htCG7zaI/AAAAAAAACQk/58-hkHyuakQ/s400/first+bday+007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and often like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SX5hjdpIBlI/AAAAAAAACQc/tOlEO-g-tLk/s1600-h/first+bday+009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295777473714718290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 394px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SX5hjdpIBlI/AAAAAAAACQc/tOlEO-g-tLk/s400/first+bday+009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I'll save her nap hiatis for another post and have to apologize for waiting so long to feed the birthday girl. After she was well fed, she was in much better spirits (so much like her Mom I can't believe it) and enjoyed cake and presents.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part of the crew&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295778621475786818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SX5imRYsEEI/AAAAAAAACQs/8GxR0W2BDcQ/s400/first+bday+005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;She didn't want to wear her hat, so I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295776387532394946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SX5gkPTFEcI/AAAAAAAACQE/Ag5ey7lBTMg/s400/first+bday+012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295775773595498418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SX5gAgNHd7I/AAAAAAAACP0/UljlC2dOGbI/s400/first+bday+015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Brooklyn and Delylah helping open presents&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SX5hMo0IlLI/AAAAAAAACQU/gWyZVqo5wn0/s1600-h/first+bday+031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295777081576690866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 270px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SX5hMo0IlLI/AAAAAAAACQU/gWyZVqo5wn0/s400/first+bday+031.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SX5hHVfDS3I/AAAAAAAACQM/y7WVLZ_naFo/s1600-h/first+bday+032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295776990488644466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SX5hHVfDS3I/AAAAAAAACQM/y7WVLZ_naFo/s400/first+bday+032.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So there is no mix up, the cake in the middle of the table was a diaper cake we were given when she was born. This was my creation...&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;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SX5flljV3HI/AAAAAAAACPc/uHXOBEdFZJk/s1600-h/first+bday+021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295775311174425714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SX5flljV3HI/AAAAAAAACPc/uHXOBEdFZJk/s400/first+bday+021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and more fun to come!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/8791274979639701610-7625137007954155734?l=jkandrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jkandrus.blogspot.com/feeds/7625137007954155734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8791274979639701610&amp;postID=7625137007954155734' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791274979639701610/posts/default/7625137007954155734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791274979639701610/posts/default/7625137007954155734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jkandrus.blogspot.com/2009/01/birthday-diva.html' title='Birthday Diva!'/><author><name>JKAndrus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00691905035411734649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SX5htCG7zaI/AAAAAAAACQk/58-hkHyuakQ/s72-c/first+bday+007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791274979639701610.post-6894089969997722473</id><published>2009-01-24T20:54:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T21:06:37.999-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First time Mom</title><content type='html'>Jeremy-"Did you remember we have a Jazz game tonight?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kristin-"No, that's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;weird&lt;/span&gt; I don't have it in my day-planner. I'm not going to be able to go anyway because I have to color &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;frostings&lt;/span&gt;, bake cupcakes, and start decorating for Audrey's Andrus family B-day party tomorrow night. "&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295075363257677378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 328px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SXvi_QXldkI/AAAAAAAACO8/qrLs69SrGl4/s400/first+time+mom+007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295076866432686354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SXvkWwIb2RI/AAAAAAAACPM/8An8SrWpB6o/s400/first+time+mom+008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;So here I sit, as &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Jer&lt;/span&gt; is at the game and I am enjoying preparing for Audrey's first (out of 3) birthday parties! Brown frosting is not any easy thing to create by the way. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Another guilty pleasure as a first time Mom and Dad...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295076207190059522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SXvjwYQvqgI/AAAAAAAACPE/z2Sv28ozdNA/s400/first+time+mom+004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Sneaking into Audrey's room every night to see what position she's in. We love it! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8791274979639701610-6894089969997722473?l=jkandrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jkandrus.blogspot.com/feeds/6894089969997722473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8791274979639701610&amp;postID=6894089969997722473' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791274979639701610/posts/default/6894089969997722473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791274979639701610/posts/default/6894089969997722473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jkandrus.blogspot.com/2009/01/first-time-mom.html' title='First time Mom'/><author><name>JKAndrus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00691905035411734649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SXvi_QXldkI/AAAAAAAACO8/qrLs69SrGl4/s72-c/first+time+mom+007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791274979639701610.post-2359569018195190515</id><published>2009-01-22T22:12:00.008-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T22:37:55.295-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I have a lot to learn</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;My first attempt at "cloning" on Photoshop.... I was trying to erase the boy swimming behind them. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294353864418040194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SXlSyfvamYI/AAAAAAAACNM/JafJMigrcas/s400/maui+028.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SXlRyAG_oFI/AAAAAAAACNE/25RciCiafBg/s1600-h/maui+028.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'll start with something simple like bluer water!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294354022546767138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SXlS7s0PfSI/AAAAAAAACNU/ZXgNKVv30I4/s400/maui+094.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294356350204989730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SXlVDMBNUSI/AAAAAAAACNc/5zjSZHVgWU8/s400/maui+094_edited-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;It is pretty darn cool all of the things you can do on Photoshop, if only I had hours to sit and learn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294358177870036306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SXlWtkmgvVI/AAAAAAAACNk/0gRX30-FtiU/s400/maui+086.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294358811172624594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SXlXSb1nWNI/AAAAAAAACN0/HqGEUtkgr-s/s400/maui+0866_edited-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&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/8791274979639701610-2359569018195190515?l=jkandrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jkandrus.blogspot.com/feeds/2359569018195190515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8791274979639701610&amp;postID=2359569018195190515' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791274979639701610/posts/default/2359569018195190515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791274979639701610/posts/default/2359569018195190515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jkandrus.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-have-lot-to-learn.html' title='I have a lot to learn'/><author><name>JKAndrus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00691905035411734649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SXlSyfvamYI/AAAAAAAACNM/JafJMigrcas/s72-c/maui+028.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791274979639701610.post-5720755773746152766</id><published>2009-01-20T14:43:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T14:54:07.446-07:00</updated><title type='text'>44</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SXZFxFPa8jI/AAAAAAAACM8/BuSsAjq_Ol8/s1600-h/art_obama_speech_cnn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293495121543361074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 292px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 219px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SXZFxFPa8jI/AAAAAAAACM8/BuSsAjq_Ol8/s400/art_obama_speech_cnn.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Barack Obama was sworn in today as the 44&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; President and first Black President of the United States of America. The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;inauguration&lt;/span&gt; was uplifting and made one proud to be an American. What an amazing day for him and his family. I can't imagine the burden he must feel as tomorrow he takes on our Nation's problems. He is one of the most inspiring and engaging &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;politicians&lt;/span&gt; I have ever seen. I do believe that we need change and I pray that he looks for help from above and to the smart people he surrounds himself with because our country needs it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Today I say to you that the challenges we face are real," Obama said. "They are serious, and they are many. They will not be met easily or in a short span of time. But know this, America -- they will be met."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;God Bless America&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8791274979639701610-5720755773746152766?l=jkandrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jkandrus.blogspot.com/feeds/5720755773746152766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8791274979639701610&amp;postID=5720755773746152766' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791274979639701610/posts/default/5720755773746152766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791274979639701610/posts/default/5720755773746152766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jkandrus.blogspot.com/2009/01/44.html' title='44'/><author><name>JKAndrus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00691905035411734649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SXZFxFPa8jI/AAAAAAAACM8/BuSsAjq_Ol8/s72-c/art_obama_speech_cnn.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791274979639701610.post-3740525980256628891</id><published>2009-01-17T21:25:00.010-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T22:30:27.550-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"If I Were a Boy"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SXK-ZNyUZiI/AAAAAAAACMw/35Mlv10JRrQ/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292501852520474146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 166px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 98px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SXK-ZNyUZiI/AAAAAAAACMw/35Mlv10JRrQ/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SXK6fcG-gvI/AAAAAAAACMo/JujbPVhjSDA/s1600-h/mother%2520goose%2520logo%2520nat.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My life seems to be full of ironies right now. I love being a Mom but find it hard sometimes to be a Mom. I love that I don't have to work and leave Audrey everyday but I sometimes wish I had a two day business trip every month or so. I love that my husband is having a successful career but find it hard that he travels and works a lot. I can't wait to have more kids and have a house full of chaos but want to travel and be carefree once in a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;As J and I talked about his upcoming business trips last night (one including South Africa and Israel), I couldn't help but express my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;jealousy&lt;/span&gt;. Maybe it's winter, maybe it's feeling couped up in the house, maybe it's just being a Woman, Wife, and Mother, but it's not always easy being the one that stays home. Between &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;business&lt;/span&gt; trips, family, friends, hobbies, etc. I find that J or one could say Males in general have many &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;opportunities&lt;/span&gt; that seem to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;dissipate&lt;/span&gt; once you become a Mother. I realize that I need to come to terms with this or it could be a long 20 or so years of raising a family. I have chosen this role and given a choice would choose it again but when my only escape on a Saturday is to Barnes and Noble and the grocery store (all by myself!!) I more fully realize how much my life has changed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe because I got married and had kids a little later in life, I am starting to feel a sense of boredom, frustration, and missing out, while at the same time the most incredible love, happiness, and more joy than I could have ever imagined. As I try to wrap my fingers around these feelings, I am reminded of how blessed I am. With every cynical feeling I have a greater feeling of love. With every invalidating feeling, I have a feeling of importance. With every feeling of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;loneliness&lt;/span&gt; I feel companionship. With every second of boredom I have hours of laughter. With every thought of the old me, I have my daughter loving the new me. I am blessed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think the answer is it's o.k to feel like you're missing out once in a while as long as you realize that what you're doing today is the most important thing in the world. &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;P.S- I don't know if you listen to the music on my blog but I found it ironic that the first song I've had playing this past week is "If I were a boy" by Beyonce. It must have been a foreshadow of things to come! &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/8791274979639701610-3740525980256628891?l=jkandrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jkandrus.blogspot.com/feeds/3740525980256628891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8791274979639701610&amp;postID=3740525980256628891' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791274979639701610/posts/default/3740525980256628891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791274979639701610/posts/default/3740525980256628891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jkandrus.blogspot.com/2009/01/ironies.html' title='&quot;If I Were a Boy&quot;'/><author><name>JKAndrus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00691905035411734649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SXK-ZNyUZiI/AAAAAAAACMw/35Mlv10JRrQ/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791274979639701610.post-6020153582402983065</id><published>2009-01-15T13:59:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T14:28:03.838-07:00</updated><title type='text'>By the way</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SW-nBS-zreI/AAAAAAAACMY/Tbwde2gh6Bc/s1600-h/hair2+002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291631727900601826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 358px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SW-nBS-zreI/AAAAAAAACMY/Tbwde2gh6Bc/s400/hair2+002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They made me do it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291628363007951906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SW-j9bx4hCI/AAAAAAAACMQ/tEh4GCrTwq4/s400/hair+008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Fun to do lunch with Daddy in Park City! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;While we lunched, a plane crashed in the Hudson River in NYC. I know it may suprise you with how much I love to travel, but I am scared to death of a plane crash. With any slight turbulence I get white knuckled and my heart races. My heart dropped when I saw that these people went through the experience of a plane crash and probably thinking they were going to die. This is my worst fear ever and I hope that they are all safe and alive. SCARY and not to mention ICE COLD! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291634540616206946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 190px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 139px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SW-plBKdymI/AAAAAAAACMg/g1iE24kEHVg/s400/ALeqM5jQMJ-rgVvS7ZgFu6Xcrn_DKzsjww.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8791274979639701610-6020153582402983065?l=jkandrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jkandrus.blogspot.com/feeds/6020153582402983065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8791274979639701610&amp;postID=6020153582402983065' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791274979639701610/posts/default/6020153582402983065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791274979639701610/posts/default/6020153582402983065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jkandrus.blogspot.com/2009/01/by-way.html' title='By the way'/><author><name>JKAndrus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00691905035411734649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SW-nBS-zreI/AAAAAAAACMY/Tbwde2gh6Bc/s72-c/hair2+002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791274979639701610.post-399083735326820517</id><published>2009-01-13T13:51:00.010-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T08:39:45.525-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Latest Obsessions</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Kristin-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;24-Love, Love, Love it!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290892216604667874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 140px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 128px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SW0GcEuZr-I/AAAAAAAACLo/_OCHBgKAYzM/s200/1159232.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Planning my almost 1 year olds birthday party (that she could care less about) to satisfy my party planning addiction. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Trying to fill my day planner with things to get us out of the house and out of the state. (I am so ready for Spring and yes, I know it's only mid January.) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Taking pictures but too lazy to start learning how to use my new Photoshop. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Making new recipes for dinner out of RR's Big Orange Book&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Spinning on our new spin bike and a somewhat new love of weight lifting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290892505201427074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 186px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SW0Gs31OwoI/AAAAAAAACLw/_OKn5DymkJQ/s200/obsessions+028.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Feeling the need to get more involved with Curves and helping grow the membership. Not an easy time right now. I would love part of that bailout....!?! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Using my new flat iron to curl my hair. It's addictive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Jeremy-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Buying new shoes. These are a pair of the latest.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290892709888015186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SW0G4yWUO1I/AAAAAAAACL4/zgDfnlQ1Tqk/s200/obsessions+027.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;24- We are both hopelessly devoted fans &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Blackberry, Blackberry, Blackberry. I will admit, he's on his computer a lot less than he used to be but not sure the Crackberry is a better substitute. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Trying to get started on a new workout routine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Learning to love traveling with AG. He had another episode on his way home from Vegas while I was on a different flight. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Working harder then ever and feeling that this year will be even busier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoying SKDY being #2 in the US market place and gaining ground. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Audrey-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;LOVING her new forward facing car seat. She is in absolute Heaven!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waving and pointing at everyone and everything she sees.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Smiling and laughing at every person until they look and smile at her. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Her fake "courtesy" laugh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Following me into every room I go into even though she has to turn right back around when I leave moments later.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Opening all cabinets in the house.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sleeping with her blanket over her head. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Being happier than she's ever been (I didn't think that was possible)! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291173767963927634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SW4GghRa5FI/AAAAAAAACMA/6GITeB0jLJA/s320/ag+005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Marlies made Audrey this beautiful hat and scarf!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8791274979639701610-399083735326820517?l=jkandrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jkandrus.blogspot.com/feeds/399083735326820517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8791274979639701610&amp;postID=399083735326820517' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791274979639701610/posts/default/399083735326820517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791274979639701610/posts/default/399083735326820517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jkandrus.blogspot.com/2009/01/latest-obsessions.html' title='Latest Obsessions'/><author><name>JKAndrus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00691905035411734649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SW0GcEuZr-I/AAAAAAAACLo/_OCHBgKAYzM/s72-c/1159232.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791274979639701610.post-7479193488812945591</id><published>2009-01-11T17:10:00.010-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T18:13:52.468-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What happens in Vegas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;2XL was debuted at this year's CES (Consumer Electronics Show) in Las Vegas. Since Audrey and I don't let the grass grow under our feet for very long, we thought we'd go along for moral support and maybe some shopping. 2XL is the newest brand of SKDY and the booth was bursting with energy and excitement. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SWqLZsw4gRI/AAAAAAAACLQ/T0XWpKm16P4/s1600-h/vegas+052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290193985929249042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SWqLZsw4gRI/AAAAAAAACLQ/T0XWpKm16P4/s400/vegas+052.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; These new lower cost headphones are at Radio Shack and Best Buy and other major retailers across the U.S so stay tuned. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290193810052654034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SWqLPdkoo9I/AAAAAAAACLI/dq9y4k1XZ24/s400/vegas+079.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Audrey was the hit of the booth for the time we were there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SWqK8cW4EEI/AAAAAAAACK4/lO5hRq98Rr8/s1600-h/vegas+070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290193483308994626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SWqK8cW4EEI/AAAAAAAACK4/lO5hRq98Rr8/s400/vegas+070.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SWqKzqjF0kI/AAAAAAAACKw/hkdqLadH8XA/s1600-h/vegas+054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290193332499501634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 326px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SWqKzqjF0kI/AAAAAAAACKw/hkdqLadH8XA/s400/vegas+054.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The SK portion of the booth was for VIP only. Black ropes closed it off so of course people were dying to see the new 2009 product line. They had quite a few unamed "manufacturer reps" from undisclosed headphone companies caught sneaking back to sneak a peak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SWqKvG3eh9I/AAAAAAAACKo/V1ER60mGNes/s1600-h/vegas+080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290193254201853906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SWqKvG3eh9I/AAAAAAAACKo/V1ER60mGNes/s400/vegas+080.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jeremy was able to get us back there :) and Audrey showed off some of her dance moves while the DJ was spinning. I told her I would talk to the President about playing some more "appropriate" music next time. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290196406383567186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SWqNmlqKYVI/AAAAAAAACLY/Zy8T9WfA_DM/s400/vegas+048.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SWqKoMfznoI/AAAAAAAACKg/YyoJH2UIox0/s1600-h/vegas+043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290193135454101122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 270px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SWqKoMfznoI/AAAAAAAACKg/YyoJH2UIox0/s400/vegas+043.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Glad we were there to regulate!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290197301163030050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SWqOaq-NdiI/AAAAAAAACLg/7QJwoR0rWiE/s400/GetAttachment.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&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/8791274979639701610-7479193488812945591?l=jkandrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jkandrus.blogspot.com/feeds/7479193488812945591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8791274979639701610&amp;postID=7479193488812945591' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791274979639701610/posts/default/7479193488812945591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791274979639701610/posts/default/7479193488812945591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jkandrus.blogspot.com/2009/01/what-happens-in-vegas.html' title='What happens in Vegas'/><author><name>JKAndrus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00691905035411734649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SWqLZsw4gRI/AAAAAAAACLQ/T0XWpKm16P4/s72-c/vegas+052.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791274979639701610.post-6103690175555123149</id><published>2009-01-02T11:24:00.027-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T08:31:07.914-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Snowbirds in Maui</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Audrey, Jeremy and I flew off to our first annual trip to Maui (Jeremy doesn't know about the first annual part yet). Growing up my family had the opportunity to go to Maui over Christmas break and often over Spring break as well. I absolutely love the island and was so excited to take Audrey to one of my favorite places on earth. Jer and I had been years ago after an ADP trip on Kona. Taking jogs and walks along the beach brought back so many great memories with my family and made me appreciate what great experiences I had growing up. Between the weather, beach, pool, great food and family I was left wanting nothing except to stay for the winter. Do you think it's too early in life to become a "snowbird"? &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286765208525991986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SV5c8lkV8DI/AAAAAAAACIo/jbUyFqtOIeg/s400/maui+068.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286910285749646482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SV7g5MV3dJI/AAAAAAAACKQ/P_-I2Jd6xBw/s400/maui+031.JPG" border="0" /&gt;I was able to take a lot of shots and try out one of my new lenses Jer gave me for Christmas. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SV5ePK0Gk2I/AAAAAAAACJw/wcJESwlfsp0/s1600-h/maui+015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286766627273479010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SV5ePK0Gk2I/AAAAAAAACJw/wcJESwlfsp0/s400/maui+015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Momma and Baby beach and poolside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SV5eAqVGNMI/AAAAAAAACJg/aQ-8KaQQgck/s1600-h/maui+025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286766378035328194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 342px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SV5eAqVGNMI/AAAAAAAACJg/aQ-8KaQQgck/s400/maui+025.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286910366744257426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 367px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SV7g96EfI5I/AAAAAAAACKY/3UX6MH1F2vE/s400/maui+073.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Excuse the nudity but those buns are just too cute (Audrey's are too)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SV5d6S6DfhI/AAAAAAAACJY/9WMADgn5JcI/s1600-h/maui+035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286766268668673554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SV5d6S6DfhI/AAAAAAAACJY/9WMADgn5JcI/s400/maui+035.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots of special time with Papa and Grammy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SV5dxQ49qTI/AAAAAAAACJQ/7LvpOO4K6aQ/s1600-h/maui+028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286766113508403506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SV5dxQ49qTI/AAAAAAAACJQ/7LvpOO4K6aQ/s400/maui+028.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Pointing is Audrey's favorite thing to do lately. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SV5dqnnX-uI/AAAAAAAACJI/JPUtEFaInfQ/s1600-h/maui+038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286765999349562082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SV5dqnnX-uI/AAAAAAAACJI/JPUtEFaInfQ/s400/maui+038.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And even more daddy-daughter bonding.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286910106264192450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SV7guvtMxcI/AAAAAAAACKI/Rmd_7l2lRWA/s400/maui+071.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SV5dgCVss5I/AAAAAAAACJA/ExJex8Hv_xw/s1600-h/maui+061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286765817544618898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SV5dgCVss5I/AAAAAAAACJA/ExJex8Hv_xw/s400/maui+061.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SV5dMhtmHbI/AAAAAAAACIw/7KKKcjo2nH0/s1600-h/maui+064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286765482368966066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SV5dMhtmHbI/AAAAAAAACIw/7KKKcjo2nH0/s400/maui+064.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some sandier times&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SV5czqDiSkI/AAAAAAAACIg/vKQUASy2Orw/s1600-h/maui+076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286765055111744066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SV5czqDiSkI/AAAAAAAACIg/vKQUASy2Orw/s400/maui+076.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and some unforgettable ones&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SV5cs86YZ7I/AAAAAAAACIY/g-AD8VVUQd0/s1600-h/maui+077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286764939914536882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SV5cs86YZ7I/AAAAAAAACIY/g-AD8VVUQd0/s400/maui+077.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SV5cld6FsUI/AAAAAAAACIQ/My_KxWgt9J4/s1600-h/maui+079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286764811332727106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SV5cld6FsUI/AAAAAAAACIQ/My_KxWgt9J4/s400/maui+079.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286765641727116834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SV5dVzXihiI/AAAAAAAACI4/m26mT5U854E/s400/maui+062.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Papa why do you wear Bose headphones? They don't sound half as good as my SkullCrushers."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286767610547624002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SV5fIZy7WEI/AAAAAAAACKA/K08m3NJgYRM/s400/maui+041.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Brunch at the Hyatt with the Aldens&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286766481755266642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 275px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SV5eGst23lI/AAAAAAAACJo/RIuQ24jaLhE/s400/maui+026.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SV5cdNqHQrI/AAAAAAAACII/qcY26iwv9x8/s1600-h/maui+082.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286764669531800242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 295px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SV5cdNqHQrI/AAAAAAAACII/qcY26iwv9x8/s400/maui+082.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOOOO her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SV5cPuAnL8I/AAAAAAAACIA/1IlAw_3eZYQ/s1600-h/maui+085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286764437697933250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SV5cPuAnL8I/AAAAAAAACIA/1IlAw_3eZYQ/s400/maui+085.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Audrey LOVED the water and couldn't get enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SV5cE5G51VI/AAAAAAAACH4/T3qGMzqZOno/s1600-h/maui+091.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286764251698550098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 248px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SV5cE5G51VI/AAAAAAAACH4/T3qGMzqZOno/s400/maui+091.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And saving the best for last. When we made our plane reservations 10 months ago, Jeremy had scheduled to go home two days early so he wouldn't miss the Cougars in a Bowl game (wishful thinking, sorry hun). Well as I type, the Utes are playing in the Sugar Bowl and leaving early was for not....or was it? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had a light bulb moment a couple of weeks ago as I was falling asleep and asked Jer if he would take Audrey home with him (red eye -YUCK) which would allow me 2 days to relax on my own away from everything. Of course he took me up on my proposal and has dubbed it the "Daddy daughter world tour." So, I had 2 days (O.K Jer, 60 hours) without kiddo to read, workout, SLEEP IN, and just veg. It was heavenly and went by way too fast. Jeremy was a saint and braved the overnight flight with Audrey who had no intention of sleeping. He also missed his flight and had to take another one that layed over in LA..needless to say it must have truly felt like a world tour. Thanks hun, YOU ARE THE BEST!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SV5b9gSZUeI/AAAAAAAACHw/p-e72SmV7bM/s1600-h/maui+098.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286764124776780258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SV5b9gSZUeI/AAAAAAAACHw/p-e72SmV7bM/s400/maui+098.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me, enjoying every last minute of my 60 hour Mommy break!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8791274979639701610-6103690175555123149?l=jkandrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jkandrus.blogspot.com/feeds/6103690175555123149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8791274979639701610&amp;postID=6103690175555123149' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791274979639701610/posts/default/6103690175555123149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791274979639701610/posts/default/6103690175555123149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jkandrus.blogspot.com/2009/01/snowbird-in-maui.html' title='Snowbirds in Maui'/><author><name>JKAndrus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00691905035411734649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SV5c8lkV8DI/AAAAAAAACIo/jbUyFqtOIeg/s72-c/maui+068.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791274979639701610.post-4847340416988592097</id><published>2008-12-25T16:24:00.019-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T21:23:11.783-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas!</title><content type='html'>We're going to do this backwards, from Christmas to Christmas Eve. I'm too lazy and have too much packing to do to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;rearrange&lt;/span&gt; the photos. So here we go! &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SVRWj2T0qgI/AAAAAAAACHo/rZ1_DQvwuQM/s1600-h/christmas+022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283943436686502402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 306px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SVRWj2T0qgI/AAAAAAAACHo/rZ1_DQvwuQM/s400/christmas+022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Overall &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Audrey's&lt;/span&gt; first Christmas was a success! She loved the wrapping paper, her new toys, and hanging out with the Andrus family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SVRWe2TqqfI/AAAAAAAACHg/Vj3pWVc363w/s1600-h/christmas+017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283943350786501106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 334px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SVRWe2TqqfI/AAAAAAAACHg/Vj3pWVc363w/s400/christmas+017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Grandma Cheri gave Audrey an awesome activity center that she loves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SVRWZ6L3V7I/AAAAAAAACHY/QCW8jE0cm6E/s1600-h/christmas+016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283943265928173490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 364px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SVRWZ6L3V7I/AAAAAAAACHY/QCW8jE0cm6E/s400/christmas+016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Audrey is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;soo&lt;/span&gt; not afraid of animals and loves Sydney. I'm just not sure Sydney loves Audrey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SVRWVSegJeI/AAAAAAAACHQ/jmpKcOJ-Pkc/s1600-h/christmas+015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283943186549450210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 342px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SVRWVSegJeI/AAAAAAAACHQ/jmpKcOJ-Pkc/s400/christmas+015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ry and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Jer&lt;/span&gt; with Syd. Sydney was originally &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Jer's&lt;/span&gt; dog from college, so she has seen him through a lot of Christmas'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SVRWPPNfbAI/AAAAAAAACHI/re7d9BIvQNk/s1600-h/christmas+012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283943082593577986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 361px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SVRWPPNfbAI/AAAAAAAACHI/re7d9BIvQNk/s400/christmas+012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Posing to show off my new Lu Lu Lemon workout outfit and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Jer's&lt;/span&gt; b&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;linged&lt;/span&gt; out &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Hesh&lt;/span&gt; headphones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SVRWFJ8WqEI/AAAAAAAACHA/mRK3GNECBdo/s1600-h/christmas+011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283942909380831298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 234px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SVRWFJ8WqEI/AAAAAAAACHA/mRK3GNECBdo/s400/christmas+011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Love the shirts &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Adie&lt;/span&gt;, if you can't read them:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-"Enter (skinny bathroom woman)/Do Not Enter (fat bathroom woman)"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-"&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;SL&lt;/span&gt;, UT" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-"Satan is Gay"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-same bathroom t-shirt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-"I can't I'm Mormon"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"I want YOU to speak English"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All I can say is welcome to the Andrus family! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Each shirt was meant for each person for a reason..I'm still trying to figure out why I got the Salt Lake, Utah shirt?? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SVRV9yI8e-I/AAAAAAAACG4/lVyLVAxmEtU/s1600-h/christmas+006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283942782732106722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SVRV9yI8e-I/AAAAAAAACG4/lVyLVAxmEtU/s400/christmas+006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Christmas morning!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SVRV2V8SIBI/AAAAAAAACGw/byZPD68bPLw/s1600-h/christmas+004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283942654903722002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SVRV2V8SIBI/AAAAAAAACGw/byZPD68bPLw/s400/christmas+004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yes, Audrey had her first major &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;OWIEE&lt;/span&gt;!! She fell face first on the kitchen floor and her bottom tooth jammed into her upper lip and bled and bled. She was o.k after the ice was taken off. Not fun at all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SVRVuY-SH0I/AAAAAAAACGo/EIgCRDrBfqU/s1600-h/christmas+002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283942518278463298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SVRVuY-SH0I/AAAAAAAACGo/EIgCRDrBfqU/s400/christmas+002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; But she was a trooper and opened up all of her presents after the fall.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(and took two 2 1/2 hour naps..can't say we hated that)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SVQX15S9y6I/AAAAAAAACGg/TIIr0DCku0s/s1600-h/CIMG1772.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283874477493308322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SVQX15S9y6I/AAAAAAAACGg/TIIr0DCku0s/s400/CIMG1772.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Christmas Eve at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Adie&lt;/span&gt; and Dan's house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SVQXlM-zHII/AAAAAAAACGY/itD5yQnlbrg/s1600-h/CIMG1770.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283874190719655042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SVQXlM-zHII/AAAAAAAACGY/itD5yQnlbrg/s400/CIMG1770.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Opening her first present, Christmas &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;jammies&lt;/span&gt; of course.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SVQXUnqulKI/AAAAAAAACGQ/5TDp33_agwU/s1600-h/CIMG1766.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283873905825453218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SVQXUnqulKI/AAAAAAAACGQ/5TDp33_agwU/s400/CIMG1766.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Acting out the nativity scene&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SVQXD8aAI4I/AAAAAAAACGI/w6tKWe0lLKs/s1600-h/CIMG1761.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283873619334669186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SVQXD8aAI4I/AAAAAAAACGI/w6tKWe0lLKs/s400/CIMG1761.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Audrey was chosen to be the Baby Jesus. She was a natural!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SVQWy8Q-VKI/AAAAAAAACGA/N9HWa7JRAC4/s1600-h/CIMG1755.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283873327239025826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SVQWy8Q-VKI/AAAAAAAACGA/N9HWa7JRAC4/s400/CIMG1755.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Jer&lt;/span&gt; was the donkey and he was even better! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SVQWi0fe3nI/AAAAAAAACF4/XLsMP9Xjybc/s1600-h/CIMG1749.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283873050274487922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SVQWi0fe3nI/AAAAAAAACF4/XLsMP9Xjybc/s400/CIMG1749.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Merry Christmas to all and to all a GOODNIGHT!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;See you next week when we will be tanned, warm, and well rested. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aloha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/8791274979639701610-4847340416988592097?l=jkandrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jkandrus.blogspot.com/feeds/4847340416988592097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8791274979639701610&amp;postID=4847340416988592097' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791274979639701610/posts/default/4847340416988592097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791274979639701610/posts/default/4847340416988592097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jkandrus.blogspot.com/2008/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas!'/><author><name>JKAndrus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00691905035411734649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SVRWj2T0qgI/AAAAAAAACHo/rZ1_DQvwuQM/s72-c/christmas+022.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791274979639701610.post-4743083708170340175</id><published>2008-12-22T22:05:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T22:16:12.927-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Here comes Santa Claus</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;All is cheery and bright??&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SVByUvb5T6I/AAAAAAAACFw/2KcPwnHrGy4/s1600-h/santa+099.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282848063562010530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SVByUvb5T6I/AAAAAAAACFw/2KcPwnHrGy4/s400/santa+099.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SVBx_yWWl2I/AAAAAAAACFg/7_uFP3GNxSw/s1600-h/santa+100.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282847703566817122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SVBx_yWWl2I/AAAAAAAACFg/7_uFP3GNxSw/s400/santa+100.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282847891791452610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SVByKvimmcI/AAAAAAAACFo/krGr_QC9O4w/s400/santa+101.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Love the progression. Nice (alarmed) to very naughty!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8791274979639701610-4743083708170340175?l=jkandrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jkandrus.blogspot.com/feeds/4743083708170340175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8791274979639701610&amp;postID=4743083708170340175' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791274979639701610/posts/default/4743083708170340175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791274979639701610/posts/default/4743083708170340175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jkandrus.blogspot.com/2008/12/here-comes-santa-claus.html' title='Here comes Santa Claus'/><author><name>JKAndrus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00691905035411734649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SVByUvb5T6I/AAAAAAAACFw/2KcPwnHrGy4/s72-c/santa+099.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791274979639701610.post-1058358922995937182</id><published>2008-12-21T17:21:00.011-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T17:36:43.691-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pre-Christmas photo shoot</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;My favorite&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282403252607538914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 332px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SU7dxVgKVuI/AAAAAAAACEA/khy1eL062vk/s400/ag+christmas+098.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Of course a deer-in-headlights picture. Sure to be followed by more! &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SU7fg0TYBvI/AAAAAAAACFQ/hYmqkAMY-i8/s1600-h/ag+christmas+012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282405167840888562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 254px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SU7fg0TYBvI/AAAAAAAACFQ/hYmqkAMY-i8/s320/ag+christmas+012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The pose of the month. Audrey isn't quite sitting up from crawling, but she finds this quite comfortable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SU7e8aGP9eI/AAAAAAAACEw/PV9Fcj0PLDw/s1600-h/ag+christmas+023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282404542331221474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SU7e8aGP9eI/AAAAAAAACEw/PV9Fcj0PLDw/s400/ag+christmas+023.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Always waving&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SU7ewqtUw2I/AAAAAAAACEo/aPVEJbzX_AU/s1600-h/ag+christmas+072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282404340631651170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SU7ewqtUw2I/AAAAAAAACEo/aPVEJbzX_AU/s400/ag+christmas+072.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She LOVES her Rocket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SU7elUIgrqI/AAAAAAAACEg/I6AIR9W11Do/s1600-h/ag+christmas+048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282404145593101986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SU7elUIgrqI/AAAAAAAACEg/I6AIR9W11Do/s400/ag+christmas+048.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Getting more comfortable standing everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SU7eeIr7iNI/AAAAAAAACEY/2rgn2MeTRhU/s1600-h/ag+christmas+061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282404022261352658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 281px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SU7eeIr7iNI/AAAAAAAACEY/2rgn2MeTRhU/s400/ag+christmas+061.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Out little Comando. When she wants something she goes after it with a vengance. For better or worse it's normally ME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SU7eV4zzqDI/AAAAAAAACEQ/2-uji6N-hyU/s1600-h/ag+christmas+030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282403880560470066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SU7eV4zzqDI/AAAAAAAACEQ/2-uji6N-hyU/s400/ag+christmas+030.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SU7eOwa21LI/AAAAAAAACEI/jxFYmPfbGl8/s1600-h/ag+christmas+033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282403758049252530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SU7eOwa21LI/AAAAAAAACEI/jxFYmPfbGl8/s400/ag+christmas+033.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The only reason I am looking forward to Christmas being over is the cookies, candy, and peanut butter balls will be gone from my house.  I have NO self control.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282404984472523394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SU7fWJM80oI/AAAAAAAACFI/2F4wlTCtJKo/s320/ag+christmas+002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282404819761552226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SU7fMjmy22I/AAAAAAAACFA/GyANIgrllRk/s320/ag+christmas+006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;But man, they're good! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8791274979639701610-1058358922995937182?l=jkandrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jkandrus.blogspot.com/feeds/1058358922995937182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8791274979639701610&amp;postID=1058358922995937182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791274979639701610/posts/default/1058358922995937182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791274979639701610/posts/default/1058358922995937182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jkandrus.blogspot.com/2008/12/pre-christmas-photo-shoot.html' title='Pre-Christmas photo shoot'/><author><name>JKAndrus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00691905035411734649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SU7dxVgKVuI/AAAAAAAACEA/khy1eL062vk/s72-c/ag+christmas+098.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791274979639701610.post-160213025584125789</id><published>2008-12-19T11:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T11:25:26.431-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The real meaning of Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=icilgwdHiZg"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=icilgwdHiZg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pause the music on the blog so you can hear and see this great short video. Thanks to Emily who had it on her blog, it's a great reminder of what this season is truly about.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8791274979639701610-160213025584125789?l=jkandrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jkandrus.blogspot.com/feeds/160213025584125789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8791274979639701610&amp;postID=160213025584125789' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791274979639701610/posts/default/160213025584125789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791274979639701610/posts/default/160213025584125789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jkandrus.blogspot.com/2008/12/real-meaning-of-christmas.html' title='The real meaning of Christmas'/><author><name>JKAndrus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00691905035411734649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791274979639701610.post-9012388717875757523</id><published>2008-12-17T20:40:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T20:45:38.678-07:00</updated><title type='text'>P.S.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SUnHTdKhfUI/AAAAAAAABsU/ybQrTafhpAc/s1600-h/rug+003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280971175128825154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 358px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SUnHTdKhfUI/AAAAAAAABsU/ybQrTafhpAc/s400/rug+003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                   I found the perfect rug for our kitchen. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8791274979639701610-9012388717875757523?l=jkandrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jkandrus.blogspot.com/feeds/9012388717875757523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8791274979639701610&amp;postID=9012388717875757523' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791274979639701610/posts/default/9012388717875757523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791274979639701610/posts/default/9012388717875757523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jkandrus.blogspot.com/2008/12/ps.html' title='P.S.'/><author><name>JKAndrus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00691905035411734649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SUnHTdKhfUI/AAAAAAAABsU/ybQrTafhpAc/s72-c/rug+003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791274979639701610.post-5928294941868211814</id><published>2008-12-17T13:31:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T14:25:32.464-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Let it snow</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SUloXl-qWCI/AAAAAAAABr0/Deu31mVLH7s/s1600-h/snow+010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280866792609830946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SUloXl-qWCI/AAAAAAAABr0/Deu31mVLH7s/s400/snow+010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; If snow means:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Jer doesn't go up to the office until 1:00 p.m&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We turn on the fire and read Christmas cards while Jer works and Audrey crawls around&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Audrey gets to play with Daddy all morning and I get to go to the gym and run errands&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280866371698854034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SUln_F9qiJI/AAAAAAAABrs/GNWp4FzK-hE/s400/snow+011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;                 Let it snow.....Until December 26th then I'm ready for SUN and WARMTH!!! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280872818629247730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 394px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SUlt2WppgvI/AAAAAAAABsE/ksAC5Q6oxwI/s400/snow+009.JPG" 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/8791274979639701610-5928294941868211814?l=jkandrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jkandrus.blogspot.com/feeds/5928294941868211814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8791274979639701610&amp;postID=5928294941868211814' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791274979639701610/posts/default/5928294941868211814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791274979639701610/posts/default/5928294941868211814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jkandrus.blogspot.com/2008/12/let-it-snow.html' title='Let it snow'/><author><name>JKAndrus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00691905035411734649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SUloXl-qWCI/AAAAAAAABr0/Deu31mVLH7s/s72-c/snow+010.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791274979639701610.post-4385889537338940006</id><published>2008-12-15T21:28:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T21:46:49.882-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas party- take 3</title><content type='html'>Our third annual Christmas party was held this past weekend. We had a great turnout, almost too good for our little house but it was cozy and crowded and festive! I didn't think having Audrey around would make it harder but I was wrong. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Jer&lt;/span&gt; had her for most of the day and I had done a weeks worth of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;preparation&lt;/span&gt; but I was not on top of my game like I normally am. Some of my candles didn't get lit, as the first guests arrived I still had appetizers in the oven (they showed up at 7!!), and I didn't take many pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is great to have friends come together and celebrate the season with us. The kids didn't destroy the downstairs too badly and I think at one point we had 25 kids eating popcorn and cookies while watching Finding &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Nemo&lt;/span&gt; and running around like crazy. As much as I enjoyed preparing for the festivities, I am glad it is over and can now enjoy the holidays with a little less stress. The food turned out well, people actually showed up despite the first major snow storm of the season (of course), and the group seemed to mesh though they came from many different aspects of our lives. Thanks to all those who came and celebrated the season with us.  And a special thank you to Audrey who slept through the whole thing!! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280243599096861666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SUcxk9Oy0-I/AAAAAAAABrc/sj_NnpYJ_oA/s320/christmas+party+004.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280243812383798354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 154px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SUcxxXyXNFI/AAAAAAAABrk/lC3d4YGSYZ4/s320/christmas+party+007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280243457368173298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SUcxctQCqvI/AAAAAAAABrU/VZtWxUB9SdE/s320/christmas+party+003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8791274979639701610-4385889537338940006?l=jkandrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jkandrus.blogspot.com/feeds/4385889537338940006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8791274979639701610&amp;postID=4385889537338940006' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791274979639701610/posts/default/4385889537338940006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791274979639701610/posts/default/4385889537338940006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jkandrus.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-party-take-3.html' title='Christmas party- take 3'/><author><name>JKAndrus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00691905035411734649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SUcxk9Oy0-I/AAAAAAAABrc/sj_NnpYJ_oA/s72-c/christmas+party+004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791274979639701610.post-2152303753727517504</id><published>2008-12-12T22:19:00.015-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T18:52:14.690-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Skulls like to P.A.R.T.Y</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;SKDY Christmas Party 2008! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Wow, it was quite an evening. We had a great time and are some of the few that will actually remember what a great party it was! &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SUNI77flEzI/AAAAAAAABq8/dWwWLDNCIvk/s1600-h/skullschristmas+010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279143382627980082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 236px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SUNI77flEzI/AAAAAAAABq8/dWwWLDNCIvk/s400/skullschristmas+010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The dress, the hair, the leggings; I definitely represented.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SUNI1Z2Z6hI/AAAAAAAABq0/w5aCHw5YxIU/s1600-h/skullschristmas+011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279143270517697042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 241px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SUNI1Z2Z6hI/AAAAAAAABq0/w5aCHw5YxIU/s400/skullschristmas+011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. and Mrs. Prez&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SUNHp6F-KnI/AAAAAAAABqs/8hdC5EJdXLM/s1600-h/skullschristmas+007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279141973502863986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SUNHp6F-KnI/AAAAAAAABqs/8hdC5EJdXLM/s320/skullschristmas+007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Keep in mind only two years ago the Christmas party was at our house with thirty people max...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SUNHNIMVhQI/AAAAAAAABqk/45ENV3l93wA/s1600-h/skullschristmas+014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279141479071450370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SUNHNIMVhQI/AAAAAAAABqk/45ENV3l93wA/s320/skullschristmas+014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Getting the kudos he deserves. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279145463198699138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SUNK1COSzoI/AAAAAAAABrM/LbkZIxGmvj0/s320/skullschristmas+017.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Everytime I go to these company events I am so impressed that my hun is a big part of the brains behind it all. He works so hard and it shows. I am so proud of him and what he has done to bring this brand into mainstream USA and 50 countries throughout the world!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279145270749498578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SUNKp1S1DNI/AAAAAAAABrE/DOy4ytiblYA/s320/skullschristmas+005.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Merry Christmas to a great SKDY team that makes this company so ROCKIN' !!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(I can't say the name Skul.... because it sets off a lot of Google alerts to everyone in the world who likes Skul... and they aren't really MY target audience)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and for a good laugh: &lt;a href="http://elfyourself.jibjab.com/view/WAdTFoIVi103DgWCZCTP" target="_blank"&gt;http://elfyourself.jibjab.com/view/WAdTFoIVi103DgWCZCTP&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it takes a couple of seconds&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/8791274979639701610-2152303753727517504?l=jkandrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jkandrus.blogspot.com/feeds/2152303753727517504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8791274979639701610&amp;postID=2152303753727517504' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791274979639701610/posts/default/2152303753727517504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791274979639701610/posts/default/2152303753727517504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jkandrus.blogspot.com/2008/12/skulls-like-to-party.html' title='Skulls like to P.A.R.T.Y'/><author><name>JKAndrus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00691905035411734649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SUNI77flEzI/AAAAAAAABq8/dWwWLDNCIvk/s72-c/skullschristmas+010.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791274979639701610.post-2683140823419720911</id><published>2008-12-10T21:36:00.008-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T22:14:02.976-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Madly Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SUCen31-m4I/AAAAAAAABqE/izXpEJoLc-M/s1600-h/pb+balls+025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278393171120659330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SUCen31-m4I/AAAAAAAABqE/izXpEJoLc-M/s400/pb+balls+025.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It seems that ever since I have been back in town I am MADLY doing...everything. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am madly grocery shopping for our Christmas party (only 3 trips so far with at least 2 more I'm sure). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am madly running around trying to find a new rug for our kitchen. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am madly cleaning closets, changing things around my house, and re-organizing everything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am madly putting up Christmas decorations.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am madly sending out Christmas cards.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am madly trying to figure out what I'm going to wear to all the Christmas &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;festivities&lt;/span&gt; over the next two weeks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am madly cooking up a storm (and getting mad while baking).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Baking story: While whipping up my Peanut Butter Ball recipe I decided I was going to double the recipe. Well long story short, with four times the amount of butter I ended up having to make 150 Peanut Butter Balls. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278392093506558642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SUCdpJawWrI/AAAAAAAABps/T_5wCyh8Q4A/s320/pb+balls+022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Even when Audrey is with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Marlies&lt;/span&gt;, I don't take it easy and read, rest, or take my time. I madly get in as much as I can. Today I had two hours without her and went to the carpet store, RC Willey, Home Depot, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;TJ&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Maxx&lt;/span&gt;, Cost Plus, Target, Babies R Us, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Deseret&lt;/span&gt; Book. Door to door, two hours flat! Phew, I'm tired just thinking about it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am in the zone but looking forward to enjoying the holidays after this weekend. Who am I kidding, I love to be busy just not so...madly. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Audrey is also acting in a "madly" sort of way but it's more "mad" than "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;ly&lt;/span&gt;". Her poor little gums are so inflamed and two teeth are just about to break through. She's also seems to have a new voice, if you will. She &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;literally&lt;/span&gt; is saying new things all the time and is starting to complain a lot. I'm sure it's her gums and frustration in trying new things and maybe her mom madly running around so much. :) &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278393564917457970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 229px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SUCe-y2c5DI/AAAAAAAABqM/hRTC0RXmjPc/s320/pb+balls+026.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Jer&lt;/span&gt; is madly traveling, working, and trying to keep the two ladies in his life happy . While he was in Vancouver last week, he ate two fortune cookies that he found pretty ironic. This pretty much sums up &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Jer's&lt;/span&gt; life right now:&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278392396812640322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SUCd6zUj4EI/AAAAAAAABp0/8GVNYhVC7ok/s320/pb+balls+020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278392600801218738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SUCeGrPOkLI/AAAAAAAABp8/48q5s4NSU0M/s320/pb+balls+021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;He's trying his hardest to figure out how to make both of these come true. He's such a hard worker and I appreciate and love him so much!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8791274979639701610-2683140823419720911?l=jkandrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jkandrus.blogspot.com/feeds/2683140823419720911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8791274979639701610&amp;postID=2683140823419720911' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791274979639701610/posts/default/2683140823419720911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791274979639701610/posts/default/2683140823419720911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jkandrus.blogspot.com/2008/12/madly-christmas.html' title='Madly Christmas'/><author><name>JKAndrus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00691905035411734649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SUCen31-m4I/AAAAAAAABqE/izXpEJoLc-M/s72-c/pb+balls+025.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791274979639701610.post-1429731298151462899</id><published>2008-12-05T08:31:00.024-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T09:17:22.156-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving by the Bay</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; Grammy and Audrey reading and playing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/STlQOqBw-4I/AAAAAAAABpE/HinPfgfUlTQ/s1600-h/thanksgiving+005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276336651171330946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/STlQOqBw-4I/AAAAAAAABpE/HinPfgfUlTQ/s400/thanksgiving+005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/STlQEEI5JjI/AAAAAAAABo8/reGic1mEsRE/s1600-h/thanksgiving+011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276336469201987122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/STlQEEI5JjI/AAAAAAAABo8/reGic1mEsRE/s400/thanksgiving+011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still just ONE tooth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/STlP8Rg-SzI/AAAAAAAABo0/DBTe9rurBEw/s1600-h/thanksgiving+015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276336335353695026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/STlP8Rg-SzI/AAAAAAAABo0/DBTe9rurBEw/s400/thanksgiving+015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The loves of my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/STlPzkeUzBI/AAAAAAAABos/rlVR40EPmyQ/s1600-h/thanksgiving+017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276336185824037906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/STlPzkeUzBI/AAAAAAAABos/rlVR40EPmyQ/s400/thanksgiving+017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grammy and Papa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/STlPqfBeKPI/AAAAAAAABok/vqVBGebkwfU/s1600-h/thanksgiving+026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276336029742016754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/STlPqfBeKPI/AAAAAAAABok/vqVBGebkwfU/s400/thanksgiving+026.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots of estrogen !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/STlPhgFZh_I/AAAAAAAABoc/hA3QQPzhWh8/s1600-h/thanksgiving+031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276335875408103410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/STlPhgFZh_I/AAAAAAAABoc/hA3QQPzhWh8/s400/thanksgiving+031.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moore family Christmas Card&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/STlOUkGC3FI/AAAAAAAABoU/YDspcy7nrTM/s1600-h/thanksgiving+041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276334553634626642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/STlOUkGC3FI/AAAAAAAABoU/YDspcy7nrTM/s400/thanksgiving+041.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276337575654091218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 330px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/STlREd_oadI/AAAAAAAABpU/8Sy_VNnyEOw/s400/thanksgiving+043.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aunt Dani and AG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/STlNu5w47sI/AAAAAAAABoE/BhLPs0T_Qho/s1600-h/thanksgiving+044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276333906616446658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/STlNu5w47sI/AAAAAAAABoE/BhLPs0T_Qho/s400/thanksgiving+044.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Audrey's first Thanksgiving meal with all the fixings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/STlLnwkJtCI/AAAAAAAABn8/NcWztntDSbY/s1600-h/thanksgiving+056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276331584864760866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/STlLnwkJtCI/AAAAAAAABn8/NcWztntDSbY/s400/thanksgiving+056.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/STlLczcitZI/AAAAAAAABn0/gIobldAeG5s/s1600-h/thanksgiving+058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276331396659590546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/STlLczcitZI/AAAAAAAABn0/gIobldAeG5s/s400/thanksgiving+058.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Great lunches downtown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/STlLTX7A24I/AAAAAAAABns/CDeptb67OvU/s1600-h/thanksgiving+059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276331234652380034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/STlLTX7A24I/AAAAAAAABns/CDeptb67OvU/s400/thanksgiving+059.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tomatinas at least twice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276337798960833410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/STlRRd4G44I/AAAAAAAABpc/GVaWZf7024g/s400/thanksgiving+066.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Shopping spree at Haight Ashbury&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/STlKt5-MAYI/AAAAAAAABnc/pQkj2endDvA/s1600-h/thanksgiving+069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276330590957470082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/STlKt5-MAYI/AAAAAAAABnc/pQkj2endDvA/s320/thanksgiving+069.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/STlKdIHmVGI/AAAAAAAABnU/aIFWVTWBfnc/s1600-h/thanksgiving+070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276330302697264226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 359px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/STlKdIHmVGI/AAAAAAAABnU/aIFWVTWBfnc/s400/thanksgiving+070.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and a stop by the new SKDY kiosk in the San Francisco Center.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276340419651764482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/STlTqAthAQI/AAAAAAAABpk/Fa24NPuZ3-Y/s400/thanksgiving+071.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Fun dinner with friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276337118745969186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/STlQp34PwiI/AAAAAAAABpM/V2uy_S9yBwU/s400/thanksgiving+075.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Play date with Austin Shelton&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/STlKK4xE5hI/AAAAAAAABnM/OB0Xtc5rQdE/s1600-h/thanksgiving+077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276329989338621458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/STlKK4xE5hI/AAAAAAAABnM/OB0Xtc5rQdE/s400/thanksgiving+077.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Getting very excited for Christmas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/STlJ_0pzHeI/AAAAAAAABnE/9nouppav9oU/s1600-h/thanksgiving+084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276329799255793122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/STlJ_0pzHeI/AAAAAAAABnE/9nouppav9oU/s400/thanksgiving+084.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/8791274979639701610-1429731298151462899?l=jkandrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jkandrus.blogspot.com/feeds/1429731298151462899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8791274979639701610&amp;postID=1429731298151462899' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791274979639701610/posts/default/1429731298151462899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791274979639701610/posts/default/1429731298151462899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jkandrus.blogspot.com/2008/12/thanksgiving-by-bay.html' title='Thanksgiving by the Bay'/><author><name>JKAndrus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00691905035411734649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/STlQOqBw-4I/AAAAAAAABpE/HinPfgfUlTQ/s72-c/thanksgiving+005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791274979639701610.post-4363378009980544336</id><published>2008-11-30T20:21:00.008-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T20:45:18.715-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The End of an Era</title><content type='html'>I am sorry to announce that Audrey has finally figured it out. Shoot, it was a good ride while it lasted!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/STNb2o20h4I/AAAAAAAABm0/SD4u151Rnx0/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274660582819399554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/STNb2o20h4I/AAAAAAAABm0/SD4u151Rnx0/s320/1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The first "Oh Mom, you're so annoying" look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/STNbu1LHP4I/AAAAAAAABms/S2y6ou1TORQ/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274660448686784386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/STNbu1LHP4I/AAAAAAAABms/S2y6ou1TORQ/s320/2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Going&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/STNbpWub4cI/AAAAAAAABmk/HAzyL3HlyD4/s1600-h/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274660354614092226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/STNbpWub4cI/AAAAAAAABmk/HAzyL3HlyD4/s320/3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Going&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/STNbjiW08_I/AAAAAAAABmc/3hxvtO33ILo/s1600-h/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274660254657082354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/STNbjiW08_I/AAAAAAAABmc/3hxvtO33ILo/s320/4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/STNbXxSv1SI/AAAAAAAABmU/Kfnx4tn4n20/s1600-h/5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274660052508071202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/STNbXxSv1SI/AAAAAAAABmU/Kfnx4tn4n20/s320/5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; But have no fear....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274662194002699218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/STNdUa-2o9I/AAAAAAAABm8/DPdIwt7rFQw/s320/bow.jpg" border="0" /&gt;There will be bows, there will be flowers, and they will be BIG!! &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/8791274979639701610-4363378009980544336?l=jkandrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jkandrus.blogspot.com/feeds/4363378009980544336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8791274979639701610&amp;postID=4363378009980544336' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791274979639701610/posts/default/4363378009980544336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791274979639701610/posts/default/4363378009980544336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jkandrus.blogspot.com/2008/11/end-of-era.html' title='The End of an Era'/><author><name>JKAndrus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00691905035411734649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/STNb2o20h4I/AAAAAAAABm0/SD4u151Rnx0/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791274979639701610.post-4849423908190290632</id><published>2008-11-27T20:17:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T21:08:01.867-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thankful</title><content type='html'>Celebrating our first Thanksgiving with Audrey has been wonderful.  It's been a foggy day and with a little nip in the air, it feels like the Fall I grew up in. As I think about all that I am grateful for, I feel overwhelmingly blessed. This Thanksgiving I am thankful for:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;My husband- I love him so much and am so thankful for his love, friendship, and work place stories that add the needed drama to our lives. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Audrey-Our perpetual motion machine that tires out this energetic Mama.  Her happiness, talking, creeping, smiling, and energy fill my life and make me happier than I could have ever imagined.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My parents, sister, and brother- I love each of my family members so much for very different reasons. I love my Mom for her love and interest in our lives. I love my Dad for his stories, hard work, and for being Audrey's Papa.  I love Tiff for her energy and involvement in so many different activities. I love Dani for her perseverance, care, and courage.  I love David because of his great example and love of serving the people of Spain.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Church and Gospel-I am so grateful for the love and guidance of our Heavenly Father.  As I pray each night, I realize how important this is in my life and how grateful I am to teach my children the Gospel. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My friends-Both past and present, I have been blessed with wonderful girlfriends who I love spending time with.  Especially as a Mom, I understand how important having good friends is. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Wanke&lt;/span&gt; family-I have come to love &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Marlies&lt;/span&gt;, Jerry, and Emily.  Audrey loves them all so much and I appreciate their love and care of her. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Marlies&lt;/span&gt; has become our adopted Grandma who makes my life easier and Audrey's more interesting. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Blogging- I am grateful for the opportunity to document the first two years of our family. I have loved keeping in touch, meeting new people, and learning about the lives of those I love.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; The opportunity to travel- As the years go on, I'm sure things will slow down but we haven't yet since Audrey has been here. I love to travel whether it be near or far and I am so grateful for the opportunity to escape every now and again. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Jer's&lt;/span&gt; parents, sisters, and brothers- We love having everyone so close and love to see Audrey with her cousins. I appreciate the example of Brent and Cheri and the humor and fun times with the siblings. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Random-Our neighborhood, Saturdays as a family, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Jer's&lt;/span&gt; work, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Gymboree&lt;/span&gt;, the treadmill, 24 hour classes, camera, warm fall, Jazz games and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Flemmings&lt;/span&gt;, book club, naps, Curves staff, and everything else that makes the weeks fly by and life worth living!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8791274979639701610-4849423908190290632?l=jkandrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jkandrus.blogspot.com/feeds/4849423908190290632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8791274979639701610&amp;postID=4849423908190290632' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791274979639701610/posts/default/4849423908190290632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791274979639701610/posts/default/4849423908190290632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jkandrus.blogspot.com/2008/11/thankful.html' title='Thankful'/><author><name>JKAndrus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00691905035411734649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791274979639701610.post-1708010973733117312</id><published>2008-11-25T08:23:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T08:32:24.585-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving Pasts</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;2006-Moscow &amp;amp; St. Petersburg, Russia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SSwZGaCZc6I/AAAAAAAABmM/fE4a6a1V-dE/s1600-h/Russia+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272616861603296162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SSwZGaCZc6I/AAAAAAAABmM/fE4a6a1V-dE/s400/Russia+019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; 2007-India&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SSwY0CYoOcI/AAAAAAAABmE/Y5Raz8OX7iY/s1600-h/india+159.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272616546016442818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SSwY0CYoOcI/AAAAAAAABmE/Y5Raz8OX7iY/s400/india+159.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;- Walnut Creek, CA&lt;br /&gt;Celebrating Audrey's first Thanksgiving at my parents house eating turkey with all of my favorite people in the world. It doesn't get better than that!!&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/8791274979639701610-1708010973733117312?l=jkandrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jkandrus.blogspot.com/feeds/1708010973733117312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8791274979639701610&amp;postID=1708010973733117312' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791274979639701610/posts/default/1708010973733117312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791274979639701610/posts/default/1708010973733117312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jkandrus.blogspot.com/2008/11/thanksgiving-pasts.html' title='Thanksgiving Pasts'/><author><name>JKAndrus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00691905035411734649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SSwZGaCZc6I/AAAAAAAABmM/fE4a6a1V-dE/s72-c/Russia+019.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791274979639701610.post-4727226200435160812</id><published>2008-11-23T19:26:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T19:41:57.695-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stayin' Alive</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; We attended a great party this weekend for our friend Lance's birthday. We got all decked out in our 70's garb which won Jeremy "best dressed"! After getting a babysitter 4 nights in a row for different things going on it was great to just relax today and have dinner with Jer's family.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272045549091685266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SSoRfpFKA5I/AAAAAAAABlk/_7Vp0gR3hic/s400/70s+026.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272046144640355442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SSoSCTrBjHI/AAAAAAAABls/tPtlInJuyzI/s400/70s+033.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SSoSn0n-DUI/AAAAAAAABl0/jgdYqXtuQug/s1600-h/70s+035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272046789141073218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SSoSn0n-DUI/AAAAAAAABl0/jgdYqXtuQug/s400/70s+035.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Oh, and to all the boys in the picture who were giving this Ute such a hard time...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272048218455312738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 236px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SSoT7BPCiWI/AAAAAAAABl8/o0irYapqRGU/s400/utahfootball.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BCS  BCS   BCS   BCS   BCS!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8791274979639701610-4727226200435160812?l=jkandrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jkandrus.blogspot.com/feeds/4727226200435160812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8791274979639701610&amp;postID=4727226200435160812' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791274979639701610/posts/default/4727226200435160812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791274979639701610/posts/default/4727226200435160812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jkandrus.blogspot.com/2008/11/stayin-alive.html' title='Stayin&apos; Alive'/><author><name>JKAndrus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00691905035411734649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SSoRfpFKA5I/AAAAAAAABlk/_7Vp0gR3hic/s72-c/70s+026.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791274979639701610.post-1900350608200573587</id><published>2008-11-22T14:31:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T14:41:26.087-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A house divided</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SSh6qCW9OdI/AAAAAAAABlM/qE17b0Cyaj4/s1600-h/70s+049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271598226443418066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SSh6qCW9OdI/AAAAAAAABlM/qE17b0Cyaj4/s400/70s+049.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Daddy was not happy when he saw Audrey decked out in her Utes outfit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SSh6a_MdHEI/AAAAAAAABlE/gGsV8O-Fj7Q/s1600-h/70s+039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271597967896026178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SSh6a_MdHEI/AAAAAAAABlE/gGsV8O-Fj7Q/s400/70s+039.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; But she knew she was making Momma very happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271598672923390658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SSh7EBoE8sI/AAAAAAAABlU/d_gvNXnb6Us/s400/70s+051.JPG" border="0" /&gt; The city is donned in Blue and Red. There is excitement in the air, may the best team win!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271599017226561570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SSh7YEQWaCI/AAAAAAAABlc/CM35XsbbfpY/s400/byu.jpg" border="0" /&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/8791274979639701610-1900350608200573587?l=jkandrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jkandrus.blogspot.com/feeds/1900350608200573587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8791274979639701610&amp;postID=1900350608200573587' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791274979639701610/posts/default/1900350608200573587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791274979639701610/posts/default/1900350608200573587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jkandrus.blogspot.com/2008/11/house-divided.html' title='A house divided'/><author><name>JKAndrus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00691905035411734649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SSh6qCW9OdI/AAAAAAAABlM/qE17b0Cyaj4/s72-c/70s+049.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791274979639701610.post-3169885305780447774</id><published>2008-11-19T21:30:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T22:28:01.698-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Different shades of brown</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2 Scenarios: 1 totally frivolous and 1 solemn&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;After I stopped by Michael's today, I ran into Nordstrom Rack to check it out since I haven't been there for awhile. Audrey was with Marlies so I had free reign to look around and even try some stuff on. As I got to the dressing room, I realized every top I had (5) were brown. I am so basic when it comes to clothing, shopping, etc. and it really hit me when I realized how similar all of the clothes I picked out were. All long sleeve, some shade of brown and cute but functional. Before I even tried the clothes on, I made myself go back out to get different colors of each of the styles I had. I ended up with green, cranberry, and of course a basic brown. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My mom said something to me last time I was in town that I think about more often now. She said to wear something "unexpected". She was talking about earrings but I think you could apply that to any type of clothing. My brain or fashion sense doesn't automatically work that way. I am more of a matchy-matchy type which is so boring. Thanks mom for the fashion advice! (BTW-she is much more stylish than me as you can probably tell. Not many fifth graders stole stuff out of their moms closets but I did, up until...well, I guess I still do.) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;The only way I can tie this next experience to brown is that his hands and arms were so dirty they were truly brown. My next stop was Barnes and Noble where I wanted to pick up a book for myself (I got the Thirteenth Tale) and a Thanksgiving book for Audrey. As I stepped out of the car, a man of 25 or so asked if I could spare $4.50 so he could take a shower down the street. My first thought was where this shower was but to prove his point he pulled up the arms of his jacket and his hands, arms, and face were caked with dirt. He was obviously homeless and in need of some help. I looked around for change, didn't have any so I gave him a little more than he asked for. He was very grateful and said he could now get a shower and a Subway sandwich which started a conversation between us (you all know how much I love Subway). I don't know what this guy did with the money but I asked him to please put it to good use. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;As I looked for books, I had this unsettled feeling that I couldn't kick. It was a mixture of sadness for him, a little fear if I'm being honest, and confusion of how such a nice kid could get himself in such a situation. A year ago I don't think I would have given him any money. When I look back on it, I think I did because I'm now a Mother. I believe that being a Mother softens your heart and makes you realize that all human beings need help and have a Mother that loves them. I hope he spent the money on a shower and sandwich. I'm sure that's what his mother would have wanted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;O.K, reading back over scenario #1 makes me feel very shallow for even writing about my brown shirt dilemma. I'm going to leave it since it's already written and gives you a glimpse into one shade of me. I hope to share more experiences that exhibit a deeper shade more often. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8791274979639701610-3169885305780447774?l=jkandrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jkandrus.blogspot.com/feeds/3169885305780447774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8791274979639701610&amp;postID=3169885305780447774' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791274979639701610/posts/default/3169885305780447774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791274979639701610/posts/default/3169885305780447774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jkandrus.blogspot.com/2008/11/different-shades-of-brown.html' title='Different shades of brown'/><author><name>JKAndrus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00691905035411734649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791274979639701610.post-6306731842344739992</id><published>2008-11-18T17:09:00.009-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T21:01:59.369-07:00</updated><title type='text'>And it begins</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; Now that our little creeper is mobile, I've really got to start baby-proofing the house!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270155097307521218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 292px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SSNaI3Y6oMI/AAAAAAAABkM/l0PrcOO3VzQ/s400/mess+009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;"The creep" (Please put it on mute, I'm obviously at a loss for words)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SSN5ku2bxHI/AAAAAAAABk0/QvJIkwclEDQ/s1600-h/creeping+011.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-80c6e4d2c4d74c7" 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://v3.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D080c6e4d2c4d74c7%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329845405%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D287587B50F2BA7873A9803475D9CA4A3C39937F3.1C769D6ECEC2D6620EAAA81355983894CD061C4%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D80c6e4d2c4d74c7%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DCXF5T4Np0iWCaRv8m1zPFudFxBs&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://v3.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D080c6e4d2c4d74c7%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329845405%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D287587B50F2BA7873A9803475D9CA4A3C39937F3.1C769D6ECEC2D6620EAAA81355983894CD061C4%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D80c6e4d2c4d74c7%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DCXF5T4Np0iWCaRv8m1zPFudFxBs&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoying her new Rocket last Sunday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SSN5RRshS-I/AAAAAAAABks/6sIWTnVUMRs/s1600-h/creeping+006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270189326668483554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SSN5RRshS-I/AAAAAAAABks/6sIWTnVUMRs/s400/creeping+006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; I love close-ups with my new camera. This is her "serious" creeping face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270155295759476050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SSNaUarjJVI/AAAAAAAABkU/sDPnxc97l70/s400/mess+012.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Yes, Mom's taking pictures again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270155439205014850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SSNacxDoXUI/AAAAAAAABkc/YUvMMgGW-QU/s400/mess+013.JPG" border="0" /&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/8791274979639701610-6306731842344739992?l=jkandrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=80c6e4d2c4d74c7&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jkandrus.blogspot.com/feeds/6306731842344739992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8791274979639701610&amp;postID=6306731842344739992' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791274979639701610/posts/default/6306731842344739992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791274979639701610/posts/default/6306731842344739992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jkandrus.blogspot.com/2008/11/and-it-begins.html' title='And it begins'/><author><name>JKAndrus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00691905035411734649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SSNaI3Y6oMI/AAAAAAAABkM/l0PrcOO3VzQ/s72-c/mess+009.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791274979639701610.post-5904781144199971556</id><published>2008-11-16T17:21:00.014-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T18:04:52.279-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Creeper</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SSC-bIQ9XfI/AAAAAAAABi0/14GZHvJs9W8/s1600-h/palm+springs+004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269420937307839986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SSC-bIQ9XfI/AAAAAAAABi0/14GZHvJs9W8/s400/palm+springs+004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our little 9 1/2 month old is finally.....creeping. She's not quite crawling and one step above slithering. We've waited a while for this and the balmy days and evenings of Palm Desert did the trick. While Audrey crept around, I was trying to figure out my new camera. I bought my first ASR camera and had a lot of fun figuring out how much I have to learn. I don't want to stick with point and shoot and would love to learn how to manually use it. I am very much looking forward to taking on this new hobby which I think will be useful for the rest of my life. It's been a while since I've actually used my brain for anything more than motherhood,and I think it's about time to take on a new pursuit. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Palm Desert was awesome. The weather was A+, great meals were eaten morning, noon and night, and Jer was around more than usual which we loved.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269421592442262290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SSC_BQ1LUxI/AAAAAAAABjM/6Iq2nSPQZuQ/s400/palm+springs+012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Some practice shots&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269420680460128482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SSC-MLbsUOI/AAAAAAAABis/SpZ_0ZAGuYo/s400/palm+springs+003.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269421201940548082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SSC-qiGUCfI/AAAAAAAABi8/MnCSDmQqQ5Y/s400/palm+springs+005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269420461889294802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SSC9_dMWEdI/AAAAAAAABik/E3rQLbK0oFM/s400/palm+springs+002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269422405295854722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SSC_wk8k1II/AAAAAAAABjs/4oH_9LgdEkI/s400/palm+springs+025.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269422147644233634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SSC_hlHpF6I/AAAAAAAABjk/Niyqwkv2_l8/s400/palm+springs+014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269421837968225698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SSC_PjfINaI/AAAAAAAABjU/H_4avdESsYw/s400/palm+springs+015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269425357587212642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 230px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SSDCcbFr6WI/AAAAAAAABj0/Z-Lhdt4PV6s/s400/palm+springs+013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Don't worry my blog will not be filled with nature shots. I actually hate nature shots, pictures of animals, etc.. but needed to practice on something other than Audrey and Jer who were sick of it by the end of the week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8791274979639701610-5904781144199971556?l=jkandrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jkandrus.blogspot.com/feeds/5904781144199971556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8791274979639701610&amp;postID=5904781144199971556' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791274979639701610/posts/default/5904781144199971556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791274979639701610/posts/default/5904781144199971556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jkandrus.blogspot.com/2008/11/creeper.html' title='Creeper'/><author><name>JKAndrus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00691905035411734649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SSC-bIQ9XfI/AAAAAAAABi0/14GZHvJs9W8/s72-c/palm+springs+004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791274979639701610.post-8838199549146619258</id><published>2008-11-10T13:54:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T09:11:30.488-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I love business trips!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Normally I don't love Jer's business trips. Although, this one is in Palm Springs and the weather is in the mid 80's and we all get to go. I think I could get used to more business trips! When Jer asked when we wanted to go because he had to be there Tuesday-Sunday I said..Monday?&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SRihUcgq1sI/AAAAAAAABh8/JHEO-gbEI2g/s1600-h/palm+springs.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267137136832468674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 259px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SRihUcgq1sI/AAAAAAAABh8/JHEO-gbEI2g/s320/palm+springs.bmp" border="0" /&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/8791274979639701610-8838199549146619258?l=jkandrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jkandrus.blogspot.com/feeds/8838199549146619258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8791274979639701610&amp;postID=8838199549146619258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791274979639701610/posts/default/8838199549146619258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791274979639701610/posts/default/8838199549146619258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jkandrus.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-love-business-trips.html' title='I love business trips!'/><author><name>JKAndrus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00691905035411734649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SRihUcgq1sI/AAAAAAAABh8/JHEO-gbEI2g/s72-c/palm+springs.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791274979639701610.post-332921786550693992</id><published>2008-11-09T09:16:00.019-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T09:44:04.971-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our little "Sweepers"</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266695081491092386" style="DISPLAY: block; 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Love you sweepers!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/8791274979639701610-332921786550693992?l=jkandrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jkandrus.blogspot.com/feeds/332921786550693992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8791274979639701610&amp;postID=332921786550693992' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791274979639701610/posts/default/332921786550693992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791274979639701610/posts/default/332921786550693992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jkandrus.blogspot.com/2008/11/our-little-sweepers.html' title='Our little &quot;Sweepers&quot;'/><author><name>JKAndrus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00691905035411734649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SRcPRcCS06I/AAAAAAAABgA/EMi0Ph6qMcI/s72-c/004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791274979639701610.post-7040688723013444740</id><published>2008-11-06T21:58:00.009-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T11:23:14.475-07:00</updated><title type='text'>When a man loves a woman</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-e896662287a65c72" 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://v12.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3De896662287a65c72%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329845405%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6283AD6B5931AC6A0D49BE031F01CB130AE5F925.8575CE84CF87C905295384A8BEB70A68ED7C997C%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3De896662287a65c72%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DfEYMgn3KN4Xh7L2F06hF5QZJBGc&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://v12.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3De896662287a65c72%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329845405%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6283AD6B5931AC6A0D49BE031F01CB130AE5F925.8575CE84CF87C905295384A8BEB70A68ED7C997C%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3De896662287a65c72%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DfEYMgn3KN4Xh7L2F06hF5QZJBGc&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265776410499208274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SRPLvv5v1FI/AAAAAAAABdY/JGFvPociuAQ/s320/utah+game+012.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Utah TCU game tonight, WHAT A GAME! GO UTES!!!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Love you Cougar, hope we're still friends in 2 1/2 weeks (BYU Utah game)!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8791274979639701610-7040688723013444740?l=jkandrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=e896662287a65c72&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jkandrus.blogspot.com/feeds/7040688723013444740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8791274979639701610&amp;postID=7040688723013444740' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791274979639701610/posts/default/7040688723013444740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791274979639701610/posts/default/7040688723013444740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jkandrus.blogspot.com/2008/11/when-man-loves-woman.html' title='When a man loves a woman'/><author><name>JKAndrus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00691905035411734649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SRPLvv5v1FI/AAAAAAAABdY/JGFvPociuAQ/s72-c/utah+game+012.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791274979639701610.post-991358961457113287</id><published>2008-11-05T20:53:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T21:20:52.481-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Now the hard work begins</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SRJwZKRftUI/AAAAAAAABdQ/J_b7GE_77CY/s1600-h/obama.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265394491906307394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 247px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SRJwZKRftUI/AAAAAAAABdQ/J_b7GE_77CY/s320/obama.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yesterday was a historic day as the country overwhelmingly elected Barack Obama to become the first black President of the United States. Although I don't agree with him on a lot of issues, I am very impressed by the campaign he ran and the excitement he stirred in the political process. His speech last night was awe-inspiring and proves how his charisma, rhetoric, and voice of change (for good or for bad, we'll wait and see) has led him to this victory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;"It's been a long time coming, but tonight because of what we did on this day, in this election, on this defining moment, change is coming to America." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-Obama&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8791274979639701610-991358961457113287?l=jkandrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jkandrus.blogspot.com/feeds/991358961457113287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8791274979639701610&amp;postID=991358961457113287' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791274979639701610/posts/default/991358961457113287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791274979639701610/posts/default/991358961457113287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jkandrus.blogspot.com/2008/11/now-hard-work-begins.html' title='Now the hard work begins'/><author><name>JKAndrus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00691905035411734649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SRJwZKRftUI/AAAAAAAABdQ/J_b7GE_77CY/s72-c/obama.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791274979639701610.post-2712065240412025465</id><published>2008-11-03T19:48:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T10:50:25.854-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thug</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SQ-5CniFDTI/AAAAAAAABdI/QoB9ORJGx_g/s1600-h/thief%2520yellow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264629944042196274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SQ-5CniFDTI/AAAAAAAABdI/QoB9ORJGx_g/s320/thief%2520yellow.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I was robbed! Seriously, I was robbed. This past week I finally bought my most favorite boots for Winter (I felt &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;OK&lt;/span&gt; splurging since I returned a nice gift for Audrey that we already had, thanks AG). I had also bought a Winter jacket that I was so excited about. It's not often I make two big purchases let alone leave them both in my car... Yes, in my car, in my driveway, and have them STOLEN OUT OF MY CAR!!! Beware &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Stratford&lt;/span&gt; friends there are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;thiefs&lt;/span&gt; in our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;midst&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I about died yesterday when I figured out that both bags were missing from my car. Of course it wasn't the day I left my Forever 21 bag with two pairs of leggings in my car. Admission-I left my car unlocked because it was parked in front of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Jer's&lt;/span&gt; so there was no way anyone was going to steal it...or so I thought. Probably on Halloween night, some thugs came onto my driveway and took my shopping bags out of my car. I called &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Nordstrom&lt;/span&gt; today and my boots had been returned for cash and the best part is they have the ID info on the "thief" and video. They will only tell the police the ID of the person so needless to say I am very curious to find out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday I was so upset but today I am better because &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Nordstrom&lt;/span&gt;, bless their policies, is sending me a new pair of boots. I will have to repurchase the jacket but one repurchase is better than two. Sad that in this great little neighborhood I have to be so careful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will keep you updated with the outcome. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8791274979639701610-2712065240412025465?l=jkandrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jkandrus.blogspot.com/feeds/2712065240412025465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8791274979639701610&amp;postID=2712065240412025465' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791274979639701610/posts/default/2712065240412025465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791274979639701610/posts/default/2712065240412025465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jkandrus.blogspot.com/2008/11/thug.html' title='Thug'/><author><name>JKAndrus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00691905035411734649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SQ-5CniFDTI/AAAAAAAABdI/QoB9ORJGx_g/s72-c/thief%2520yellow.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791274979639701610.post-8951571104780415789</id><published>2008-11-02T09:18:00.011-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T15:43:14.325-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Trick or Treat</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SQ3UvGOYFiI/AAAAAAAABbI/8X4CgnCxvpY/s1600-h/halloween+006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264097445055829538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 327px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SQ3UvGOYFiI/AAAAAAAABbI/8X4CgnCxvpY/s400/halloween+006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Audrey was very proud of the 5 pieces of candy she brought home and the two stuffed animals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SQ3UVvt3DnI/AAAAAAAABa4/avcIegZLSXw/s1600-h/halloween+007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264097009517137522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SQ3UVvt3DnI/AAAAAAAABa4/avcIegZLSXw/s400/halloween+007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First she picked out her favorite...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264101109029618706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SQ3YEXlzRBI/AAAAAAAABbw/2R7QK_i4iBE/s400/halloween+013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then got into the whole bowl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SQ3UOEcDd1I/AAAAAAAABaw/GMCTNpVcm_s/s1600-h/halloween+014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264096877640644434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SQ3UOEcDd1I/AAAAAAAABaw/GMCTNpVcm_s/s400/halloween+014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Other happenings this week:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hosted book club this week where we discussed &lt;em&gt;A Thousand Splendid Suns&lt;/em&gt; which was a great book and yielded a great discussion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264097697030346146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SQ3U9w5yFaI/AAAAAAAABbQ/SvJwmKfD55k/s400/halloween+001.JPG" border="0" /&gt; I baked (I know I was shocked too) and realized why I never bake. I hate the precise &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;measurements&lt;/span&gt;, importance of baking time, and the following of a recipe so exactly. It goes against everything I am as a cook! The little pumpkin &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;bunt&lt;/span&gt; cakes turned out pretty good but doesn't everything with a lot of sugar and butter. I also made my lower fat &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;pumpkin&lt;/span&gt; cakes for our Curves team meeting which really tasted low fat compared to the real thing. Carmel/chocolate apples were also baked up this week and I'm looking forward to not baking (and tasting) again until Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264097818136601442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SQ3VE0Dw42I/AAAAAAAABbY/cfso5G9ieGk/s320/halloween+002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;On Saturday I took most of the day off (as a mom). I slept in, walked and shopped around Gateway, and met Jeremy for our favorite meal at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Flemmings&lt;/span&gt; where we watched &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;BYU&lt;/span&gt; barely &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;squeak&lt;/span&gt; in a W and headed over to the Jazz game. It was a gorgeous fall day as was the whole week. I enjoyed the freedom of browsing slowly (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;OK&lt;/span&gt;, I know I don't do anything slowly but at my leisure), trying some things on, reading in Barnes and Noble, and actually &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;carrying&lt;/span&gt; a purse not a diaper bag.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;As much as I enjoyed the day, I felt somehow incomplete as I watched other moms with strollers and kids. I have not had a lot of opportunities to miss Audrey as she is with me 24/7 but I really did as the day went on. My alone time helped me appreciate that as great as it is to have "time off" I am so glad she is ALWAYS by my side. She has really become my best little buddy. So, next time I complain about how hard it is to just go to the bathroom or run into a store, I will remember that this burden is really the greatest part of my life! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Daddy and Audrey had a good day together as she was transferred from the jumper to the excersaucer to the "dog bed" and so forth so he could catch a little football.  Besides the communication problem of me telling him she didn't need to "eat" until the babysitter got there, (I thought he meant real food and he thought I meant bottle) they had a great day! Thanks Jer for playing Mr. Mom.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264192894710480146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SQ4ri_5afRI/AAAAAAAABc4/EYQ6rfeUM9k/s400/standin+021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264192692896867858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 209px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SQ4rXQFTJhI/AAAAAAAABcw/_9WX1vP9T9I/s400/standin+014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8791274979639701610-8951571104780415789?l=jkandrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jkandrus.blogspot.com/feeds/8951571104780415789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8791274979639701610&amp;postID=8951571104780415789' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791274979639701610/posts/default/8951571104780415789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791274979639701610/posts/default/8951571104780415789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jkandrus.blogspot.com/2008/11/trick-or-treat-audrey-was-very-proud-of.html' title='Trick or Treat'/><author><name>JKAndrus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00691905035411734649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SQ3UvGOYFiI/AAAAAAAABbI/8X4CgnCxvpY/s72-c/halloween+006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791274979639701610.post-6960277335681253169</id><published>2008-10-30T14:58:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T15:02:25.772-06:00</updated><title type='text'>9 Months</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SQogPD_zrTI/AAAAAAAABao/-6edlORIqHI/s1600-h/9+month.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263054557678906674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 265px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SQogPD_zrTI/AAAAAAAABao/-6edlORIqHI/s400/9+month.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don’t know if I feel like 9 months has flown by or if I feel like Audrey has been in our family forever. Regardless, Audrey turns 9 months today and I wanted to recap what her faves are as of late. Just today I was looking at my baby book and comparing photos, monumental dates, etc. I had so much fun reading what my mom wrote and look forward to having Audrey look back at her firsts and not quite firsts in years to come. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Despite all of our efforts to get you to crawl, you have no interest. We have tried everything and the only thing that has really had you moving was my Subway sandwich the other day. You move your feet and grab forward but don’t grasp the up on all fours, rocking, or any real desire to move. That’s o.k, we know you’ll walk someday!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-You love to stand and we all think you are going to walk before you crawl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-You love to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;blppp&lt;/span&gt; and blow bubbles. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-You have the cutest smile and shriek when you see your Daddy come home from work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-You are constantly &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;moovin&lt;/span&gt;' and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;groovin&lt;/span&gt;’. You rarely settle down enough to cuddle or just relax. Just watching you tires out your Dad and me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-You are very verbal and yell, grunt, talk, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;dadada&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;ughhhhhh&lt;/span&gt;, a lot. The best is the face and motorcycle arms you make when you (make) a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;poopy&lt;/span&gt; diaper. We think it’s especially funny when you have outbursts at church or places you’re not supposed to. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-You are very social and love to smile and “talk” to people. You eye them from across the room and stare them down until they smile back at you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-You are still a Momma’s girl but are doing better when other people hold you or play with you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-You eat anything we give you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-You still love to jump and put everything into your mouth. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Clapping and waving are your new favorites. It is so cute when you wave hello or goodbye and whenever you have two hands free you are clapping. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I want you to tell me where you hide your happy pills. You are the happiest little girl I could ever imagine. From sun up to sun down (except when that sun is in your face) you are smiling, laughing, and just as chipper as can be. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeremy and I could not be more in love or captivated by this little love of our life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8791274979639701610-6960277335681253169?l=jkandrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jkandrus.blogspot.com/feeds/6960277335681253169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8791274979639701610&amp;postID=6960277335681253169' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791274979639701610/posts/default/6960277335681253169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791274979639701610/posts/default/6960277335681253169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jkandrus.blogspot.com/2008/10/9-months.html' title='9 Months'/><author><name>JKAndrus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00691905035411734649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SQogPD_zrTI/AAAAAAAABao/-6edlORIqHI/s72-c/9+month.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791274979639701610.post-1903243490100735254</id><published>2008-10-28T13:37:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T13:46:43.813-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Pumpkin Head</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Happy Halloween from our one-toothed &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Pumpkin Head&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SQdqiEWHm5I/AAAAAAAABaU/baWit52sVIY/s1600-h/jackolatern+009.JPG"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262291823120325522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 398px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SQdqiEWHm5I/AAAAAAAABaU/baWit52sVIY/s400/jackolatern+009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;To yours!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262293403085924802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 380px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SQdr-CLRacI/AAAAAAAABac/Pvey9Z3Ov70/s400/Jack-O-Lantern.png" 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/8791274979639701610-1903243490100735254?l=jkandrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jkandrus.blogspot.com/feeds/1903243490100735254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8791274979639701610&amp;postID=1903243490100735254' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791274979639701610/posts/default/1903243490100735254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791274979639701610/posts/default/1903243490100735254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jkandrus.blogspot.com/2008/10/pumpkin-head.html' title='Pumpkin Head'/><author><name>JKAndrus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00691905035411734649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SQdqiEWHm5I/AAAAAAAABaU/baWit52sVIY/s72-c/jackolatern+009.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791274979639701610.post-4168398665722909744</id><published>2008-10-26T15:13:00.009-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T21:03:04.194-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Trunk or Treat</title><content type='html'>We celebrated Halloween a little early at the church Trunk or Treat. We decked out the car and ran out of candy before it was half over!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SQTeNBYCPlI/AAAAAAAABY8/XuLOLCYnNKg/s1600-h/trunkortreat+035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261574579964493394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SQTeNBYCPlI/AAAAAAAABY8/XuLOLCYnNKg/s400/trunkortreat+035.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You know you have a devoted father when he leaves the closest scoring BYU game after the third quarter. I think the ladybug appreciated it (I know the Mom did).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SQTd6CJJSaI/AAAAAAAABYs/GXouiY5zXvs/s1600-h/trunkortreat+036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261574253752961442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SQTd6CJJSaI/AAAAAAAABYs/GXouiY5zXvs/s400/trunkortreat+036.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Audrey ran into another ladybug friend of hers, Amelia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SQTdzAcoPvI/AAAAAAAABYk/9eqUsShssPc/s1600-h/trunkortreat+034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261574133038726898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SQTdzAcoPvI/AAAAAAAABYk/9eqUsShssPc/s400/trunkortreat+034.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and also Avie the bumble bee and Eliza the flower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SQTdsUIO_eI/AAAAAAAABYc/ZENsfvbKQQA/s1600-h/trunkortreat+032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261574018062810594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 373px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SQTdsUIO_eI/AAAAAAAABYc/ZENsfvbKQQA/s400/trunkortreat+032.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I think all the babies liked Lindsay's wig!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261574424236471458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SQTeD9PlNKI/AAAAAAAABY0/_dNrJcjI4ak/s400/trunkortreat+039.JPG" border="0" /&gt;We had our second annual chili night where I went a little crazy and did white bean chili. It turned out to be really good, although my favorite part are the Pumpkin bread bowls. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261574719438546930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SQTeVI9PZ_I/AAAAAAAABZE/cBz2iYYVh14/s400/trunkortreat+042.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Audrey can't wait for the real Halloween and Trick or Treating.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261575085006863666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 301px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SQTeqazhPTI/AAAAAAAABZM/B29eiUDl4Ks/s400/trunkortreat+038.JPG" border="0" /&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/8791274979639701610-4168398665722909744?l=jkandrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jkandrus.blogspot.com/feeds/4168398665722909744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8791274979639701610&amp;postID=4168398665722909744' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791274979639701610/posts/default/4168398665722909744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791274979639701610/posts/default/4168398665722909744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jkandrus.blogspot.com/2008/10/trunk-or-treat.html' title='Trunk or Treat'/><author><name>JKAndrus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00691905035411734649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SQTeNBYCPlI/AAAAAAAABY8/XuLOLCYnNKg/s72-c/trunkortreat+035.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791274979639701610.post-5298393997429200727</id><published>2008-10-24T09:00:00.016-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T09:24:18.853-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A week in pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SQHl3YXEIzI/AAAAAAAABYU/LJjYOnpzed8/s1600-h/oc+002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260738579340206898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SQHl3YXEIzI/AAAAAAAABYU/LJjYOnpzed8/s320/oc+002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our week in the OC and San Diego&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SQHlvV5AZYI/AAAAAAAABYM/DY4dTuANsqQ/s1600-h/oc+003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260738441238308226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SQHlvV5AZYI/AAAAAAAABYM/DY4dTuANsqQ/s320/oc+003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Memorable times with Aunt Dani and Tiff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SQHlpdRuM1I/AAAAAAAABYE/dsPNpLvG4wM/s1600-h/oc+007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260738340141806418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SQHlpdRuM1I/AAAAAAAABYE/dsPNpLvG4wM/s320/oc+007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Great dinners&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SQHlbb5UwiI/AAAAAAAABX8/pApw4tIDu9o/s1600-h/oc+012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260738099252871714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SQHlbb5UwiI/AAAAAAAABX8/pApw4tIDu9o/s320/oc+012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SQHlTLqpfaI/AAAAAAAABX0/IHK1s3zVB6M/s1600-h/oc+013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260737957457395106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SQHlTLqpfaI/AAAAAAAABX0/IHK1s3zVB6M/s320/oc+013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Shabat dinner with Tracy, Allen, and cute little Zoe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0066cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SQHlMx3RHmI/AAAAAAAABXs/Tmw9jbcBF6s/s1600-h/oc+015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260737847451786850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SQHlMx3RHmI/AAAAAAAABXs/Tmw9jbcBF6s/s320/oc+015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SQHlGf3MYjI/AAAAAAAABXk/aBnnwnCq6NA/s1600-h/oc+021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260737739540423218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SQHlGf3MYjI/AAAAAAAABXk/aBnnwnCq6NA/s320/oc+021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hangin at the beach with daddy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SQHk7UVP7lI/AAAAAAAABXc/NhJCbkePWmU/s1600-h/oc+025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260737547466698322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SQHk7UVP7lI/AAAAAAAABXc/NhJCbkePWmU/s320/oc+025.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Holding my own bottle now on top of the Hard Rock hotel in San Diego&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SQHkxzPndiI/AAAAAAAABXU/Y9OH2j_shzA/s1600-h/oc+026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260737383965881890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SQHkxzPndiI/AAAAAAAABXU/Y9OH2j_shzA/s320/oc+026.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Walks with Mom and Grammy in Corona Del Mar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SQHkpv8hjYI/AAAAAAAABXM/8xQosTGj6BI/s1600-h/oc+029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260737245641543042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SQHkpv8hjYI/AAAAAAAABXM/8xQosTGj6BI/s320/oc+029.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lots of pictures of ME&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SQHkiVpfVzI/AAAAAAAABXE/BQnnx3shjLE/s1600-h/oc+042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260737118323300146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SQHkiVpfVzI/AAAAAAAABXE/BQnnx3shjLE/s320/oc+042.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SQHkYYgdBkI/AAAAAAAABW8/7HjB80RBBrw/s1600-h/oc+055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260736947292014146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SQHkYYgdBkI/AAAAAAAABW8/7HjB80RBBrw/s320/oc+055.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SQHkRajbDRI/AAAAAAAABW0/6QBHRAIc9Hw/s1600-h/oc+062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260736827582254354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SQHkRajbDRI/AAAAAAAABW0/6QBHRAIc9Hw/s320/oc+062.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SQHkK3bQEQI/AAAAAAAABWs/Vd-apEYA1Ko/s1600-h/oc+064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260736715073523970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SQHkK3bQEQI/AAAAAAAABWs/Vd-apEYA1Ko/s320/oc+064.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SQHkEK9ON-I/AAAAAAAABWk/ShnnTsAh7RM/s1600-h/oc+066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260736600057198562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SQHkEK9ON-I/AAAAAAAABWk/ShnnTsAh7RM/s320/oc+066.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Visiting the pumpkin patch with my friends Katie, Leyla, Madalyn, and Drew&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SQHj8EpZ2eI/AAAAAAAABWc/VX7oXHsum94/s1600-h/oc+067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260736460924508642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SQHj8EpZ2eI/AAAAAAAABWc/VX7oXHsum94/s320/oc+067.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8791274979639701610-5298393997429200727?l=jkandrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jkandrus.blogspot.com/feeds/5298393997429200727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8791274979639701610&amp;postID=5298393997429200727' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791274979639701610/posts/default/5298393997429200727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791274979639701610/posts/default/5298393997429200727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jkandrus.blogspot.com/2008/10/week-in-pictures.html' title='A week in pictures'/><author><name>JKAndrus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00691905035411734649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SQHl3YXEIzI/AAAAAAAABYU/LJjYOnpzed8/s72-c/oc+002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791274979639701610.post-5335751173558748073</id><published>2008-10-19T20:44:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T21:21:40.520-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Loquacious</title><content type='html'>I feel so 'naked' going on post number 2 with no pictures.  My blog tends to be more visual than verbal but with no device to download pictures, I am left with words. We just dropped Jer off at the airport which was sad since we had such a great weekend. Spending time with our great friends the Jackels and also the Stevens family made the weekend fly by. We enjoyed great naps (Jer and Audrey did), lunch at PB and on top of the Hard Rock, reading by the pool, and just being together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of words, I thought it would be fun to post some words and phrases that people Google and then land on my blog.  Of course we get many "menage" references and just to clarify the definition of menage is: a domestic establishment; household.  Most searches are pretty run-of-the-mill but these are some of the more unusual ones:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Audrey is stubborn- &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I don't think I've called her stubborn..yet..have I?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mother's who dress like their daughters- &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I don't think I do this either or has someone caught me in my big bow when I'm hanging around the house?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enigmatic boys from India- &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;hmm, i went to India&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how do i know if I'm called to be a missionary?-&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I hope they found the answer on my blog, though I doubt it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;contractions 8-10 minutes for 7 hours&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;-"freaking out with my husband in Las Vegas" should have followed this search&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"having a baby is scary"- &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Hopefully I eased their fears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;babysitting surf moms in san clemente- &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Have no idea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"quitting smoking" hiroshima "daily show"-&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;frugal nursery lds mom decorate- &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Love it, I should have posted the paint colors and wall paper samples&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;iridologist- &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;OK, I had to look up what this was: the inspection of the iris of the eye as an aid in determining a person's state of health or in diagnosing a health problem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;sister's frilly panties-&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;really?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;And my two favorite-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;canopy tour am i too fat -&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;sad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did the Caucasions really eat the Indians on Thanksgiving- &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I really hope not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8791274979639701610-5335751173558748073?l=jkandrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jkandrus.blogspot.com/feeds/5335751173558748073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8791274979639701610&amp;postID=5335751173558748073' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791274979639701610/posts/default/5335751173558748073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791274979639701610/posts/default/5335751173558748073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jkandrus.blogspot.com/2008/10/loquacious.html' title='Loquacious'/><author><name>JKAndrus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00691905035411734649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791274979639701610.post-2014193127010468104</id><published>2008-10-16T12:41:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T12:48:44.851-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A little piece of heaven on earth</title><content type='html'>As Audrey and I drove from the Orange County airport to our hotel in Newport Coast, I had such a flood of memories come over me. Some were good memories, some were harder memories but overall they led me to the point I am at today in my life. I lived in Corona Del Mar for about 2 1/2 years and loved every second of it. Most of this time Jeremy and I were dating long distance and going through ups and downs of dating and engagement. As I drove with Audrey asleep in the back seat, my heart was filled with gratitude for my marriage and our daughter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember the walks and runs Jeremy and I would take on the weekends he came down, the breakfast joints and restaurants we dined at, the sometimes lonely Sunday walks when we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;weren&lt;/span&gt;’t together, the drive to the hotel where he purposed, the hot chocolates at The Montage, Birthdays at the Monarch Bay, drives down &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;PCH&lt;/span&gt;, reading on the beach, and so many more special memories . There were so many good times and truthfully some hard times and looking back I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;wouldn&lt;/span&gt;’t give up a moment. I grew a lot during my time in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;CDM&lt;/span&gt; and appreciate everyday for what it has made me and what it has made our marriage. As I ran with Audrey by the ocean and on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;PCH&lt;/span&gt; by my old house this morning, I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;couldn&lt;/span&gt;’t believe all that has happened in my life since living here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If someone would have told me 5 years ago that on October 15, 2008 I would be driving my daughter down &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;McArthur&lt;/span&gt; (that was my daily commute) going to meet up with my sisters for a couple of days and picking up my husband on Friday, I would have been elated. Looking back I am so glad that I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;didn&lt;/span&gt;’t know where and what I would be doing in 5 years. I know some people would like to have a crystal ball and know what the next 5/20 years will bring, but I have no interest in knowing. I relish in the happiness and love that I have and am truly grateful for the path that has led me to my little family. And it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;doesn&lt;/span&gt;’t hurt that a lot of it took place in a little piece of Heaven on earth called Corona Del Mar.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8791274979639701610-2014193127010468104?l=jkandrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jkandrus.blogspot.com/feeds/2014193127010468104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8791274979639701610&amp;postID=2014193127010468104' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791274979639701610/posts/default/2014193127010468104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791274979639701610/posts/default/2014193127010468104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jkandrus.blogspot.com/2008/10/little-piece-of-heaven-on-earth.html' title='A little piece of heaven on earth'/><author><name>JKAndrus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00691905035411734649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791274979639701610.post-13891642848897182</id><published>2008-10-14T14:05:00.021-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T21:39:45.063-06:00</updated><title type='text'>These are a few of my favorite things</title><content type='html'>I haven't participated in a lot of tags lately, but I thought this one would be fun. I like this post because it will help us remember the first house Jeremy and I lived in and where we brought home our first child. I also like this tag because I tend to complain about our house and this helps me look at our house as "half full."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10 things I love about my house:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love our mantle and fireplace. Our house was built in 1931 and has a lot of original character. I also love the coved ceilings in our upstairs. It makes the house very cozy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257103863786597986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SPT8HFxVbmI/AAAAAAAABVE/wxC7FuOoohc/s400/house+favorite+things+009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my flower boxes. The previous owner told us in the 4 years they lived here they could never find one that fit. Leave it to my mom and dad their first weekend visiting to find some awesome ones that match the house perfectly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SPU1ymk_ebI/AAAAAAAABWE/PuLKfZmBa94/s1600-h/house+favorite+things+014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257167283490355634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SPU1ymk_ebI/AAAAAAAABWE/PuLKfZmBa94/s400/house+favorite+things+014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I found this great website &lt;a href="http://www.oilpaintingsgallery.com/"&gt;http://www.oilpaintingsgallery.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that do hand painted reproductions of any oil painting or picture you send them. I chose two paintings from cities that have a lot of great memories for Jer and I, San Francisco and Boston.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SPT81sewkAI/AAAAAAAABV8/VMgGV2Y2Y1E/s1600-h/house+favorite+things+012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257104664451649538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SPT81sewkAI/AAAAAAAABV8/VMgGV2Y2Y1E/s320/house+favorite+things+012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SPT8u7cdoDI/AAAAAAAABV0/Mm-uVRpfvDw/s1600-h/house+favorite+things+011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257104548209467442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SPT8u7cdoDI/AAAAAAAABV0/Mm-uVRpfvDw/s320/house+favorite+things+011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SPT8nbanzmI/AAAAAAAABVs/_tJ1rYWLyZ8/s1600-h/house+favorite+things+010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257104419352727138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SPT8nbanzmI/AAAAAAAABVs/_tJ1rYWLyZ8/s320/house+favorite+things+010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Traditional decor and Arts and Crafts is not my style but I think the stained glass in our front window, door, and side window is very cool and unique (outside of our neighborhood).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SPT8d3V2iuI/AAAAAAAABVk/pHX8EhrI6Rs/s1600-h/house+favorite+things+006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257104255050222306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SPT8d3V2iuI/AAAAAAAABVk/pHX8EhrI6Rs/s320/house+favorite+things+006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SPT8YIW2iuI/AAAAAAAABVc/TprZVkz6JBQ/s1600-h/house+favorite+things+005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257104156538604258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SPT8YIW2iuI/AAAAAAAABVc/TprZVkz6JBQ/s200/house+favorite+things+005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SPT8THY2HdI/AAAAAAAABVU/pFlBZBeH3aw/s1600-h/house+favorite+things+004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257104070379183570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SPT8THY2HdI/AAAAAAAABVU/pFlBZBeH3aw/s200/house+favorite+things+004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought these plates were so cool, so I decided to hang them on the wall. Each plate is city map; Berlin, Cairo, Los Angeles, and Shanghai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SPT8Myi4JDI/AAAAAAAABVM/kUtetpTbFbs/s1600-h/house+favorite+things+003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257103961704899634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SPT8Myi4JDI/AAAAAAAABVM/kUtetpTbFbs/s400/house+favorite+things+003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We found this chest and had a stand built for it so we could use it as a console table. I love the color and uniqueness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SPT8B7tMFSI/AAAAAAAABU8/YP25oYabfNc/s1600-h/house+favorite+things+008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257103775185507618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SPT8B7tMFSI/AAAAAAAABU8/YP25oYabfNc/s400/house+favorite+things+008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I love the art in our front room. The frames are from Room and Board and the art was a piece I found in Shanghai. I don't know where we got the little girl on the couch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SPT76dAxXAI/AAAAAAAABU0/2FLL5loZP3g/s1600-h/house+favorite+things+007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257103646687058946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SPT76dAxXAI/AAAAAAAABU0/2FLL5loZP3g/s400/house+favorite+things+007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Another favorite is the water color of Mt. Diablo (the mountain range that Walnut Creek is nestled next to) that Jeremy's Uncle Jim painted for us as a wedding present. It makes me feel at home two states away from my childhood home. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257167409861065202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SPU159WHefI/AAAAAAAABWM/rqsMOg9Hi-Y/s320/house+favorite+things+021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;This is kind of a funny one, but I love this plant and think it has a lot of spunk and personality. I am so proud that it is alive and thriving since I was worried it wouldn't last very long. I think it's almost 2! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257167497966562194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SPU1_FkGq5I/AAAAAAAABWU/6PW5ksy3tZg/s320/house+favorite+things+018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Our office/den has been a great room that keeps us fairly organized and is fun to hang out in. I love the pictures above my desk that I took from a calendar and framed and the little chotchkies below are from trips we've been on. It's been fun to watch our bulletin board go from pictures of J and K to ultra sound to newborn to 3 and 6 month pictures. The ottoman also serves as the most used changing table for Audrey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SPT71ReuyzI/AAAAAAAABUs/U-lmRSHGq0w/s1600-h/house+favorite+things+013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257103557692148530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SPT71ReuyzI/AAAAAAAABUs/U-lmRSHGq0w/s400/house+favorite+things+013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our backyard is not the greatest, but I really enjoy it. I love to sit outside on the blanket or under the umbrella and BBQ, play with Audrey, or read. Spending time outside makes our house feel bigger and is nice for a change of pace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SPT7vL__UjI/AAAAAAAABUk/GmBkCVP1z9Q/s1600-h/house+favorite+things+015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257103453141815858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SPT7vL__UjI/AAAAAAAABUk/GmBkCVP1z9Q/s400/house+favorite+things+015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are so inclined I tag: Heather, Alix, Hillary (yes, even in your little apt. in NYC), Megan, and Ashley&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8791274979639701610-13891642848897182?l=jkandrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jkandrus.blogspot.com/feeds/13891642848897182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8791274979639701610&amp;postID=13891642848897182' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791274979639701610/posts/default/13891642848897182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791274979639701610/posts/default/13891642848897182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jkandrus.blogspot.com/2008/10/these-are-few-of-my-favorite-things.html' title='These are a few of my favorite things'/><author><name>JKAndrus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00691905035411734649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SPT8HFxVbmI/AAAAAAAABVE/wxC7FuOoohc/s72-c/house+favorite+things+009.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791274979639701610.post-6571675454384809382</id><published>2008-10-12T17:01:00.019-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T19:32:09.276-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Audrey in the Fall</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Beware there are A LOT of pictures of Audrey :)&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had so much fun going to Gardner Village to see the witches for Activity Days and took a lot of pictures with all of the festive fall backdrops. Dressing a baby for the cold takes so much more thought and preperation than warm days. I have to say I am loving the fall clothes, shoes, hats, and vests for Audrey. It's been nice to start moving to the fall wardrobe. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SPKDrJSOerI/AAAAAAAABTs/YjhCBVcf7hI/s1600-h/gardner+village+007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256408492344769202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SPKDrJSOerI/AAAAAAAABTs/YjhCBVcf7hI/s400/gardner+village+007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SPKDjGaK5HI/AAAAAAAABTk/-1TAwe_mySg/s1600-h/gardner+village+015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256408354133828722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SPKDjGaK5HI/AAAAAAAABTk/-1TAwe_mySg/s400/gardner+village+015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Normally Audrey is a great poser for pictures but she was having so much fun she just shouted and Blppd and laughed the whole time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SPKDb2Pel1I/AAAAAAAABTc/fp-LqQm4gDc/s1600-h/gardner+village+013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256408229534930770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SPKDb2Pel1I/AAAAAAAABTc/fp-LqQm4gDc/s400/gardner+village+013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SPKDHyC_9YI/AAAAAAAABTU/JjpQyFUETSU/s1600-h/gardner+village+014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256407884811466114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SPKDHyC_9YI/AAAAAAAABTU/JjpQyFUETSU/s400/gardner+village+014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SPKDAS4drhI/AAAAAAAABTM/HaIa2dIHmuA/s1600-h/gardner+village+011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256407756186693138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SPKDAS4drhI/AAAAAAAABTM/HaIa2dIHmuA/s400/gardner+village+011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SPKC6Q90ltI/AAAAAAAABTE/SR1ajoiROqA/s1600-h/gardner+village+009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256407652593080018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SPKC6Q90ltI/AAAAAAAABTE/SR1ajoiROqA/s400/gardner+village+009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love those tootsies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SPKCzoCDBYI/AAAAAAAABS8/c9ZzhhPfiZs/s1600-h/gardner+village+006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256407538525734274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SPKCzoCDBYI/AAAAAAAABS8/c9ZzhhPfiZs/s400/gardner+village+006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and big eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SPKCsbYrIwI/AAAAAAAABS0/jGoIHEVfzB8/s1600-h/gardner+village+003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256407414871892738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SPKCsbYrIwI/AAAAAAAABS0/jGoIHEVfzB8/s400/gardner+village+003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and nose crinkle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SPKCXDQdw7I/AAAAAAAABSs/Bzt_rJT23k8/s1600-h/gardner+village+002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256407047617758130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SPKCXDQdw7I/AAAAAAAABSs/Bzt_rJT23k8/s400/gardner+village+002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and sweet disposition!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SPKCMwjRK3I/AAAAAAAABSk/zuMQGx0_Lt0/s1600-h/gardner+village+005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256406870797658994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SPKCMwjRK3I/AAAAAAAABSk/zuMQGx0_Lt0/s400/gardner+village+005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took a drive up Millcreek Canyon which was beautiful with the leaves right at the peak of yellow, orange, and red.  Jeremy has always loved Sunday drives but we both realized very quickly that we will need to find another way to enjoy the day.  It seems Audrey does not like Sunday drives like her dad.  We also woke up to our first snowfall this morning. (Yikes, isn't that early?) I am only placated in the fact that it is going to be back up to 70 this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256442332533872690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SPKic50B2DI/AAAAAAAABUc/iW-WJ3CD4bU/s400/fall+012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256440514658278226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SPKgzFstm1I/AAAAAAAABT0/WgXSiCq2dZw/s400/fall+004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256441535754936146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SPKhuhlIH1I/AAAAAAAABUU/FqBu4geYY8c/s400/fall+010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256440626902869378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SPKg5n16JYI/AAAAAAAABT8/EplNdybpONk/s400/fall+006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8791274979639701610-6571675454384809382?l=jkandrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jkandrus.blogspot.com/feeds/6571675454384809382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8791274979639701610&amp;postID=6571675454384809382' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791274979639701610/posts/default/6571675454384809382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791274979639701610/posts/default/6571675454384809382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jkandrus.blogspot.com/2008/10/audrey-in-fall.html' title='Audrey in the Fall'/><author><name>JKAndrus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00691905035411734649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SPKDrJSOerI/AAAAAAAABTs/YjhCBVcf7hI/s72-c/gardner+village+007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791274979639701610.post-7742689543208720252</id><published>2008-10-10T17:53:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T17:57:59.713-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Audrey and Taylor</title><content type='html'>I just saw Jamie's post and wanted to post the picture before I forgot. It was so great to see Jamie, Dustin and cute Taylor.  They are going to be great parents and she is such a little cutie, and so small. Crazy to think that Audrey was that small or smaller not too long ago! Catching up with Jamie after so many years has been so much fun. She and I were in Synchronized Swimming together so we have many crazy, fun, intense memories together. Love you guys!&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SO_rCkQ7TLI/AAAAAAAABSM/YhXCMYRO1Eg/s1600-h/blogging+005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255677719491595442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SO_rCkQ7TLI/AAAAAAAABSM/YhXCMYRO1Eg/s400/blogging+005.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/8791274979639701610-7742689543208720252?l=jkandrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jkandrus.blogspot.com/feeds/7742689543208720252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8791274979639701610&amp;postID=7742689543208720252' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791274979639701610/posts/default/7742689543208720252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791274979639701610/posts/default/7742689543208720252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jkandrus.blogspot.com/2008/10/audrey-and-taylor.html' title='Audrey and Taylor'/><author><name>JKAndrus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00691905035411734649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SO_rCkQ7TLI/AAAAAAAABSM/YhXCMYRO1Eg/s72-c/blogging+005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791274979639701610.post-6105729323955731020</id><published>2008-10-08T21:17:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T21:56:51.620-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog Minded</title><content type='html'>My friend Annie wrote an interesting post a couple of days ago that I would like to reflect on (The BKs). Her post was similar to others I have read talking about the good, the bad, and the ugly of blogging. This blogging world is such an interesting phenomenon and as I read her post and discussed it with Jeremy tonight, I would like to share my thoughts on BLOGGING. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I look at blogging like a photo album. You put in your best pictures, fun events, and times you want to remember and share with your family and friends. Some diminish the validity of blogs and feel they are artificial or not a real representation of your life. I disagree with this perception. I think all of us know that 25 days out of the month are more of the usual and not blog worthy or anything exceptional (unless you have a child, then you think she/he is exceptional 25 times in one day). I love blogging because like I told Annie, you have an opportunity when you are "blog minded" to look at your day, week, or month as half full not half empty. I am more creative because of my blog, I am a better photographer because of my blog, I think out of the box more often because of my blog, and I have documentation of the beginning of my family because of this crazy phenomenon. I don't think we have to elaborate on the fact that we put in the best pictures of ourselves, we leave out the bad day we had yesterday, and don't tell about the 15 dirty diapers and getting up at 5:00 A.M two days in a row..THAT JUST GOES WITHOUT SAYING! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I read others blogs I am uplifted and in awe of the skills, talents, and humor of my friends and friends of friends. Reading these make me want to reach farther and try things I normally wouldn't and reminds me of what amazing Moms and Women are out there trying daily to survive the hum drum of everyday life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love that I have reconnected with so many friends from long ago and I love that I have been able to catch a glimpse into the lives of my current friends and get to know them better. I think we deserve to brag about our kids, our husbands, and our lives, we are all so blessed and should be proud of the lives we lead. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I only hope that our personal connections, phone calls, and get togethers do not end because we are all sitting alone by our computers "getting to know" our friends. Blogging should accentuate our friendships not maintain them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love you all! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;XOXOXOXO&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254997668107516434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SO2AiXcN-hI/AAAAAAAABSE/x1aRH3PveiQ/s400/blogging+007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I had to add a picture. No, Jeremy is not blogging but you can often find us here around 9:00 P.M&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8791274979639701610-6105729323955731020?l=jkandrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jkandrus.blogspot.com/feeds/6105729323955731020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8791274979639701610&amp;postID=6105729323955731020' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791274979639701610/posts/default/6105729323955731020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791274979639701610/posts/default/6105729323955731020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jkandrus.blogspot.com/2008/10/blog-minded.html' title='Blog Minded'/><author><name>JKAndrus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00691905035411734649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SO2AiXcN-hI/AAAAAAAABSE/x1aRH3PveiQ/s72-c/blogging+007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791274979639701610.post-4454815952856911543</id><published>2008-10-03T22:48:00.020-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T20:49:22.823-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Papa</title><content type='html'>My dad had not seen Audrey in a couple of months so we headed out to WC for a quick trip home. We had a great time full of shopping, great food, and an even better family bonding experience sans AG's (Audrey Grace's) #1 Daddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SOb2yibXjpI/AAAAAAAABRs/KhP_LRmyXjU/s1600-h/8+months+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253157363469749906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SOb2yibXjpI/AAAAAAAABRs/KhP_LRmyXjU/s320/8+months+018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Audrey loved the Pea and Barley soup at CPK and when Papa kisses her neck, I think she likes the scruff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SOb2tbZX3LI/AAAAAAAABRk/LR35kJ7c-po/s1600-h/8+months+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253157275682987186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SOb2tbZX3LI/AAAAAAAABRk/LR35kJ7c-po/s320/8+months+017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and loved the crayons..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SOb2n6i1WYI/AAAAAAAABRc/UZXcJ6QPM7E/s1600-h/8+months+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253157180964952450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SOb2n6i1WYI/AAAAAAAABRc/UZXcJ6QPM7E/s320/8+months+014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We shopped till we dropped with my mom and found Audrey's entire fall wardrobe at H&amp;amp;M Kids. Too cute! The best shopping story was when we were at Marshalls (I wish we had one in SLC) and I was holding Audrey, some shirts I was thinking of getting, and an outfit for her. Audrey liked them so much she decided to spit up all over every article of clothing so we just "had" to buy them. Nice work AG, I think I'm going to try that again sometime!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SOb2h9-DEwI/AAAAAAAABRU/D15lcDy3z2Q/s1600-h/8+months+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253157078805189378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SOb2h9-DEwI/AAAAAAAABRU/D15lcDy3z2Q/s320/8+months+012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Audrey's latest nicknames are owl, swivel neck, and pumpkin head which I guess are better then sausage arms. Thanks dad. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SOb2cGlnWfI/AAAAAAAABRM/3TnEr-ekJrc/s1600-h/8+months+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253156978039413234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SOb2cGlnWfI/AAAAAAAABRM/3TnEr-ekJrc/s320/8+months+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Another great spot that is a must eat is Tomatinas. It's my favorite, the Piadine's are to die for!! &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SOb2WzlsxnI/AAAAAAAABRE/LYTcEesDmmo/s1600-h/8+months+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253156887040149106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SOb2WzlsxnI/AAAAAAAABRE/LYTcEesDmmo/s320/8+months+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SOb2QaP3x-I/AAAAAAAABQ8/Q8QngwYT7U0/s1600-h/8+months+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253156777158494178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SOb2QaP3x-I/AAAAAAAABQ8/Q8QngwYT7U0/s320/8+months+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We visited my Grandma Dot who is recovering from Hip Surgery and are so glad she's on the road to recovery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253157457727027170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SOb24BkDd-I/AAAAAAAABR0/w4nShc3nnM4/s320/8+months+019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SOb2GLYnRRI/AAAAAAAABQs/I2kN0c7NTlU/s1600-h/8+months+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253156601369937170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SOb2GLYnRRI/AAAAAAAABQs/I2kN0c7NTlU/s320/8+months+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a play date with Luke Mikalis who was crawling circles around Audrey but I think she was a little intimidating nonetheless since she is an older woman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SOb2BJG8NPI/AAAAAAAABQk/taHNNMva95s/s1600-h/8+months+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253156514859594994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SOb2BJG8NPI/AAAAAAAABQk/taHNNMva95s/s320/8+months+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; These are her "motorcycle arms" and panting that she does all the time right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SOb14z-i4uI/AAAAAAAABQc/X3IppLO4WIE/s1600-h/8+months+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253156371748283106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SOb14z-i4uI/AAAAAAAABQc/X3IppLO4WIE/s320/8+months+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Audrey stop being so forward, give it a couple years...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SOb1z3kbGSI/AAAAAAAABQU/MPHJGI97DyY/s1600-h/8+months+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253156286813116706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SOb1z3kbGSI/AAAAAAAABQU/MPHJGI97DyY/s320/8+months+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Such cuties and so fun that they are so close in age.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SOb1rFBYH9I/AAAAAAAABQM/So3s-kfqs9k/s1600-h/8+months+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253156135805394898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SOb1rFBYH9I/AAAAAAAABQM/So3s-kfqs9k/s320/8+months+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got back to SLC in time for some time with Daddy and to watch Conference on Sunday. I think it's official the summer has come to a close and Fall is officially upon us. No more 80 degree days where I can sit outside eating my Subway sandwich and reading for 2 hours while Audrey naps. Ah, those were the days. Come to think of it, I will not be able to do that again for a long, long time!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8791274979639701610-4454815952856911543?l=jkandrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jkandrus.blogspot.com/feeds/4454815952856911543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8791274979639701610&amp;postID=4454815952856911543' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791274979639701610/posts/default/4454815952856911543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791274979639701610/posts/default/4454815952856911543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jkandrus.blogspot.com/2008/10/papa.html' title='Papa'/><author><name>JKAndrus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00691905035411734649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SOb2yibXjpI/AAAAAAAABRs/KhP_LRmyXjU/s72-c/8+months+018.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791274979639701610.post-5619154101479803880</id><published>2008-09-30T21:39:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T22:01:57.304-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Selfless</title><content type='html'>After a long day at work and a couple of hours with Audrey and I, Jeremy headed off to clean the conference center for our church from 9:30-12. I don't talk a lot about our faith and everything that entails being a member of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints but this is one of them. We are given the opportunity to give of service quite often. We are not always asked to help but are able to volunteer for things such as helping out a neighbor, cleaning the church, helping the youth, community service projects and many more acts of service.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jeremy is such a great dad, husband, and faithful church member. He never complains and is glad to be of help whenever he is able. I don't know a lot of men who after a LONG day of work and family time go happily to serve their church/community. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am grateful for these opportunities to serve others. In &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;today's&lt;/span&gt; world it is harder and harder to be selfless and to think of others. I am glad that one day our children will see their parents volunteering to give of themselves and hopefully understand how important that is. Thanks Jeremy for being a great example. You are such a happy, hard working, loving man. We love you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252029883972033762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SOL1Wl_jnOI/AAAAAAAABP8/jBg3MPedJMI/s320/temple.jpg" 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/8791274979639701610-5619154101479803880?l=jkandrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jkandrus.blogspot.com/feeds/5619154101479803880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8791274979639701610&amp;postID=5619154101479803880' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791274979639701610/posts/default/5619154101479803880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791274979639701610/posts/default/5619154101479803880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jkandrus.blogspot.com/2008/09/selfless.html' title='Selfless'/><author><name>JKAndrus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00691905035411734649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SOL1Wl_jnOI/AAAAAAAABP8/jBg3MPedJMI/s72-c/temple.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791274979639701610.post-3657722242311359640</id><published>2008-09-28T20:43:00.013-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T20:22:07.308-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I'll drink to that!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SOBDPflWvtI/AAAAAAAABO8/kOzuRyrXTlQ/s1600-h/drinks+009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251271098969276114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SOBDPflWvtI/AAAAAAAABO8/kOzuRyrXTlQ/s400/drinks+009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We hosted a debate party this weekend with mostly Republicans but a couple of Independents as well so we were somewhat well rounded, well for Utah. We had homemade pizza, "Specialty drinks", games, and even some prizes. The best prize were some Sham WOWs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think as non-drinkers we often get complacent with our choices of drinks, especially at a dinner party and if you're trying to keep it low-cal. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251271487977808130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SOBDmIwN4QI/AAAAAAAABPU/ETAgECBqsls/s320/drinks+008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;I decided I was going to change that and came up with the new Andrus Specialty drink. Directions follow: &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251271391505708066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SOBDghXedCI/AAAAAAAABPM/mykyMuQFon4/s320/drinks+010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Rim your glass with lime and dip in the Cosmopolitan sugar and squeeze the lime in the drink &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(I LOVE LIME)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Add ice and sparkling water &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Add a "splash" of Strawberry Pomegranate or Mango Passion spritzer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Toast your friends!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Some of the questions and games we had were:&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251271558313099474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SOBDqOxdQNI/AAAAAAAABPc/GNbVynSEKBU/s320/drinks+005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Al Jazeera won&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Most thought Obama would win&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251271730791621058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SOBD0RTiocI/AAAAAAAABPs/GcgNsiTkgZs/s320/drinks+007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;My girlfriend Catherine brought her little girl over who hung out with Audrey while we mixed drinks and listened to Obama and McCain bloviate. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251275249302680530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SOBHBEx8s9I/AAAAAAAABP0/we9iCgFUt60/s320/drinks+013.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Jeremy and I have been faithfully following the race over the last year or more that it has been going on. I can't believe it is finally coming down to the last 45 days, thank goodness. Hopefully McCain can pull it off in the end, but we wouldn't bet on it. We both wish Romney were at the helm especially with the Economic crisis, we're glad that Huckabee is now just a show on Fox News (that we'll never watch), Clinton is not seen or heard from at all and really who I would like to elect is Glenn Beck. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Don't worry we can still be friends if you don't agree with me politically. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8791274979639701610-3657722242311359640?l=jkandrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jkandrus.blogspot.com/feeds/3657722242311359640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8791274979639701610&amp;postID=3657722242311359640' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791274979639701610/posts/default/3657722242311359640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791274979639701610/posts/default/3657722242311359640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jkandrus.blogspot.com/2008/09/ill-drink-to-that.html' title='I&apos;ll drink to that!'/><author><name>JKAndrus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00691905035411734649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SOBDPflWvtI/AAAAAAAABO8/kOzuRyrXTlQ/s72-c/drinks+009.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791274979639701610.post-8451761127617851759</id><published>2008-09-25T19:22:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T21:10:08.518-06:00</updated><title type='text'>No, we did not get a dog</title><content type='html'>I have been looking for a good cushioned seat for Audrey because all of the floors upstairs are hard wood and slate in the kitchen. As I was leaving BB&amp;amp;B yesterday, it dawned on me...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Petco&lt;/span&gt;. I almost turned around as soon as I entered the store &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;because&lt;/span&gt; it smelled SO BAD (sorry animal lovers) but I forged ahead and found the best mat (if you can call it that) for Audrey! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250134512902284562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SNw5heiPJRI/AAAAAAAABOk/cfMZmYx2CkY/s400/new+seat+001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;It's perfect and she can keep her toys in it and won't tip out herself. Both Jeremy and I have tried to climb in because it looks so comfy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SNw5lsYau5I/AAAAAAAABOs/VOtRnmTze7k/s1600-h/new+seat+002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250134585338674066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SNw5lsYau5I/AAAAAAAABOs/VOtRnmTze7k/s400/new+seat+002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Good find, just don't tell anyone I keep my child in a dog bed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250134654361088866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SNw5ptgpM2I/AAAAAAAABO0/ZzW297cNDJo/s400/new+seat+006.JPG" border="0" /&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/8791274979639701610-8451761127617851759?l=jkandrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jkandrus.blogspot.com/feeds/8451761127617851759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8791274979639701610&amp;postID=8451761127617851759' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791274979639701610/posts/default/8451761127617851759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791274979639701610/posts/default/8451761127617851759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jkandrus.blogspot.com/2008/09/no-we-did-not-get-dog.html' title='No, we did not get a dog'/><author><name>JKAndrus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00691905035411734649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SNw5heiPJRI/AAAAAAAABOk/cfMZmYx2CkY/s72-c/new+seat+001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791274979639701610.post-3438730154338105419</id><published>2008-09-22T18:07:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T20:53:00.751-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A favorite indulgence</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SNg01ebWUdI/AAAAAAAABOE/1yoze-tZGhk/s1600-h/pedicure+007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249003459005796818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SNg01ebWUdI/AAAAAAAABOE/1yoze-tZGhk/s400/pedicure+007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The only problem is next door to one indulgence is another one. (Headbands)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249012417632252290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SNg8-76VsYI/AAAAAAAABOU/Oq0kDZWJ9vA/s400/fallheadbands+005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It turned out to be an expensive day! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249012291597638738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SNg83mZWHFI/AAAAAAAABOM/ZlGDd_h8UtM/s400/pedicure+011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Though it's cheaper than going to an aquaruim...in Monterey :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8791274979639701610-3438730154338105419?l=jkandrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jkandrus.blogspot.com/feeds/3438730154338105419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8791274979639701610&amp;postID=3438730154338105419' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791274979639701610/posts/default/3438730154338105419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791274979639701610/posts/default/3438730154338105419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jkandrus.blogspot.com/2008/09/favorite-indulgence.html' title='A favorite indulgence'/><author><name>JKAndrus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00691905035411734649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SNg01ebWUdI/AAAAAAAABOE/1yoze-tZGhk/s72-c/pedicure+007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791274979639701610.post-1164970578397907965</id><published>2008-09-21T17:36:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T18:14:02.802-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Food-filled</title><content type='html'>A fun and food-filled weekend was had by all. I was in charge of the food for the "County Fair" for our neighborhood/church party on Friday night and the menu was not exactly my style but I think it was well received by most, especially the kids. 100 Corn dogs, 150 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;churros&lt;/span&gt;, snow cones, cotton, candy, etc.. were the order of the night. I don't think I'll be eating any "fair" food for a while, I was up to my elbows in Corn dogs for too many hours.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248627857624161890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SNbfOmPoXmI/AAAAAAAABNM/oopctCB6BH0/s200/corndog.bmp" border="0" /&gt; I cooked quite a bit this weekend and believe that the hardest part of cooking is timing. To keep everything warm and completed at the appropriate time is not easy and often calls for multiple ovens (wouldn't that be nice). There was also a chili cook-off that I entered. I made a spicy turkey chili that I thought could perhaps capture the first place ribbon. I was quite dismayed when I asked who the winner was they said "Everyone was awarded first place, they were all great". Now I know I'm quite a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;competitive&lt;/span&gt; girl, but come on, I would have been happier with 3rd place than ...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Everyone's &lt;/span&gt;a winner... Lame! Maybe next year. :) &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248629469393813522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SNbgsajdgBI/AAAAAAAABNs/g28yTEc4zkQ/s200/chili_turkeycolorful.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;BYU&lt;/span&gt; game was fun and Audrey loved the licorice as you can see. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248628147916207826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SNbfffqpdtI/AAAAAAAABNc/Z34UTKM0XNA/s320/dinner+002.JPG" border="0" /&gt; We had some friends over for dinner on Saturday and the "menu" I'd been thinking about all week turned out great, if I do say so myself. The ribs were pretty good, but still need a little work. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Jer&lt;/span&gt; was in charge of the BBQ and I have to admit it is pretty hard to live up to the Moore Family BBQ ribs. I don't think I had them in the oven long enough and we needed to blacken them up a little more. As Jeremy said, we have many more years to perfect this art. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248628041501034082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SNbfZTPSxmI/AAAAAAAABNU/td5mMH38GhI/s200/dinner+005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248628225300827122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SNbfj_8lC_I/AAAAAAAABNk/INVKmGDCYT0/s320/dinner+004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love color, I love the summer, I love the heat, I love being outside. I set the table especially summery and bright because I feel the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;clutches&lt;/span&gt; of fall moving upon us. As much as I love the fall, I know what follows, lack of color, heat, summer, and being outside. But on a positive note, it's still beautiful, sunny, and bright.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8791274979639701610-1164970578397907965?l=jkandrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jkandrus.blogspot.com/feeds/1164970578397907965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8791274979639701610&amp;postID=1164970578397907965' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791274979639701610/posts/default/1164970578397907965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791274979639701610/posts/default/1164970578397907965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jkandrus.blogspot.com/2008/09/food-filled.html' title='Food-filled'/><author><name>JKAndrus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00691905035411734649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SNbfOmPoXmI/AAAAAAAABNM/oopctCB6BH0/s72-c/corndog.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791274979639701610.post-3215012100540916968</id><published>2008-09-16T20:54:00.009-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T21:20:00.655-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Wanna-be Martha</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SNBy_xeEdPI/AAAAAAAABMk/WpDXGhpyx4Q/s1600-h/talapia+005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246820005823411442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SNBy_xeEdPI/AAAAAAAABMk/WpDXGhpyx4Q/s320/talapia+005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I love to entertain and had the opportunity in a way yesterday. The "Sisterhood" cabin at Curves won our summer competition so we threw a party! It was hard to come up with healthy ideas since the party was at a gym but I think everyone enjoyed it. My favorite go-to appetizer is the greek 7 layer dip (recipe below). &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246823499492891394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SNB2LIZyGwI/AAAAAAAABNE/dhM9RS_PnlA/s320/talapia+006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think I inherited the entertaining gene from my mom. She is the ultimate "Martha" and has taught me everything I know, and I guess I have given her an idea or two. I love to plan menus, scour foodnetwork.com, and cook for guests. I start thinking about the menu as soon as we have something on the calander. We are having some friends over this Saturday night and I was thinking about what I am going to serve with our BBQ ribs as I was falling alseep last night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Audrey was so happy during the Curves party jumping and being passed around to all her adopted Grandmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246820265259431570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SNBzO38b9pI/AAAAAAAABM8/Zm6VRSo8h4Q/s320/talapia+009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Speaking of foodies, Audrey was chowing down on the Talapia that we had for dinner tonight. That's my girl!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246820179241773106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SNBzJ3gOqDI/AAAAAAAABM0/mu_fzRPXMO4/s320/talapia+010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Greek 7 Layer Dip&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Layer in the following order:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Light Chive and Onion Cream Cheese&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hummus&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Cucumber&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tomatoes&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Olives&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Feta Crumbles&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Green onions&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8791274979639701610-3215012100540916968?l=jkandrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jkandrus.blogspot.com/feeds/3215012100540916968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8791274979639701610&amp;postID=3215012100540916968' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791274979639701610/posts/default/3215012100540916968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791274979639701610/posts/default/3215012100540916968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jkandrus.blogspot.com/2008/09/wanna-be-martha.html' title='Wanna-be Martha'/><author><name>JKAndrus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00691905035411734649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SNBy_xeEdPI/AAAAAAAABMk/WpDXGhpyx4Q/s72-c/talapia+005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791274979639701610.post-3370998322580186709</id><published>2008-09-11T20:00:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T20:34:33.191-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Grammy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;We had a great week with my mom in town and lots of fun activities everyday. On Wednesday we went up to Jer's office and took Grandma Cheri to lunch for her birthday. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SMnN6mVeWdI/AAAAAAAABLA/Na5mJL4HAeQ/s1600-h/andrusfam.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244949647656376786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SMnN6mVeWdI/AAAAAAAABLA/Na5mJL4HAeQ/s400/andrusfam.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I was tagging while we were waiting for the pictures...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SMnNlppBLNI/AAAAAAAABK4/QAfeMOtMiFQ/s1600-h/IMG_0398%5B1%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244949287766404306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SMnNlppBLNI/AAAAAAAABK4/QAfeMOtMiFQ/s400/IMG_0398%5B1%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My mom is the best Grandma and loves Audrey so much. It always takes a little while for Audrey to warm up to her completely but she did and has so much fun with her spunky, energetic, charismatic, and most of all loving Grammy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SMnNdlkBhuI/AAAAAAAABKw/QevbxS_1LLQ/s1600-h/momand+andrus.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244949149232760546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SMnNdlkBhuI/AAAAAAAABKw/QevbxS_1LLQ/s400/momand+andrus.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Grandma Cheri and Grandma Laurie with Audrey. Happy Birthday Grandma Cheri!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SMnNYcibBGI/AAAAAAAABKo/OjFPVXlZJW0/s1600-h/IMG_0396%5B1%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244949060910777442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SMnNYcibBGI/AAAAAAAABKo/OjFPVXlZJW0/s320/IMG_0396%5B1%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We said goodbye to Jill who is retiring from Curves and will be greatly missed! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244951826566236146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SMnP5baER_I/AAAAAAAABLI/obo-uoH5Xhk/s320/lunc+003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We shopped, ate a lot of great food, relaxed, had the Wanke's over for dinner, and I was even able to escape for a night and go to dinner with friends.  Audrey eats everything in sight lately and has loved eating our leftover lasagna this week. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244951956575736066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SMnQA_uv0QI/AAAAAAAABLQ/o_HyVWVSS5U/s320/lunc+008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Thanks mom for a great week, we miss you already!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/8791274979639701610-3370998322580186709?l=jkandrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jkandrus.blogspot.com/feeds/3370998322580186709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8791274979639701610&amp;postID=3370998322580186709' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791274979639701610/posts/default/3370998322580186709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791274979639701610/posts/default/3370998322580186709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jkandrus.blogspot.com/2008/09/grammy.html' title='Grammy'/><author><name>JKAndrus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00691905035411734649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SMnN6mVeWdI/AAAAAAAABLA/Na5mJL4HAeQ/s72-c/andrusfam.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791274979639701610.post-1267448979740291548</id><published>2008-09-10T20:28:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T20:37:39.449-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm such a good girl</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SMiCTyPPnAI/AAAAAAAABKg/uJQ97MQMDo4/s1600-h/g.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244585042487778306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SMiCTyPPnAI/AAAAAAAABKg/uJQ97MQMDo4/s320/g.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My blog was rated 'G' according to this website. I am glad to hear this since Andrus Menage will be the Andrus Family Journal and online for all the world (and most importantly, my kids) to see. In all honesty it would have been fun to at least have had a PG rating...PG-13 might be a little too flagrant for a good girl like me! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Find out here what your blog is rated &lt;a href="http://www.oneplusyou.com/bb/blog_rating"&gt;http://www.oneplusyou.com/bb/blog_rating&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/8791274979639701610-1267448979740291548?l=jkandrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jkandrus.blogspot.com/feeds/1267448979740291548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8791274979639701610&amp;postID=1267448979740291548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791274979639701610/posts/default/1267448979740291548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791274979639701610/posts/default/1267448979740291548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jkandrus.blogspot.com/2008/09/im-such-good-girl.html' title='I&apos;m such a good girl'/><author><name>JKAndrus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00691905035411734649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SMiCTyPPnAI/AAAAAAAABKg/uJQ97MQMDo4/s72-c/g.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791274979639701610.post-3237834417597390293</id><published>2008-09-07T20:21:00.015-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T21:00:30.098-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Lucky</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SMSPGkQ-05I/AAAAAAAABJA/0oSMEmfIke4/s1600-h/seattle+002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243473209142989714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SMSPGkQ-05I/AAAAAAAABJA/0oSMEmfIke4/s400/seattle+002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yes, I am actually talking about the BYU game in Seattle this weekend (coming from a Ute, what do you expect). Jer, Audrey, and I headed out to Seattle for the game and to spend some time in the city. As you may or may not know, BYU barely won in the last second and beat U of W. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243474301823527410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SMSQGK0UqfI/AAAAAAAABKQ/FtUpr5IxNhE/s320/seattle+001.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Audrey was a little skeptical of the call, but a rule is a rule. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seattle was beautiful this weekend and I would love to live there if the weather wasn't always grey and rainy. Our hotel was right by Lake Union and we watched the float planes take off and land right outside our deck. As Audrey napped, Jer and I (separately) walked the city and of course Pikes Place Market and the down town area. If you ask Jer he will tell you I am a market junkie. I love markets of any type but especially food. I love the colors, haggling, smells, and mass quantities of home-made/grown foods of all types and flavors. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243474030275317346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SMSP2XOLzmI/AAAAAAAABJ4/OK2eq_qG-00/s320/seattle+012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243473400239714994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SMSPRsJ_crI/AAAAAAAABJQ/zCRJsDY0sys/s320/seattle+010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Beautiful flowers&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243473579561037890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SMSPcILhsEI/AAAAAAAABJg/Ht8OLW1fFyQ/s320/seattle+005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243473865039058274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SMSPsvqylWI/AAAAAAAABJo/u7o1ggxC6no/s320/seattle+011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;10 types of Orzo&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243473950521199490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SMSPxuHUi4I/AAAAAAAABJw/wpBcp-okh_4/s320/seattle+009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243473313395355442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SMSPMoorrzI/AAAAAAAABJI/YKu6SndO2mc/s320/seattle+008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Any place we visit especially out of the country, I will check and see if there is a market nearby. That being said, I loved Pikes Place and hadn't been to Seattle since High School so it was fun to walk around and enjoy the great weather and downtown. We also had a great steak dinner with Ryan and a nice lunch with Jer's co-worker John and his wife Sharon at Panera Bread. (I love Panera and miss it so much, I wish there was one in SLC. Anyone interested in opening a franchise?) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243476223269017522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SMSR2AwoF7I/AAAAAAAABKY/DbxIkLhChGs/s320/panera.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started doing some of my fall shopping this weekend. It is so unlike me to start buying jackets and long sleeves before the weather dips below 65 degrees but I was kind of in the mood for some back to school shopping. It made me nostalgic for my days of back to school shopping with my mom and sisters which was exclusively The Limited for a number of years...vest, broach, and blazer included.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8791274979639701610-3237834417597390293?l=jkandrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jkandrus.blogspot.com/feeds/3237834417597390293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8791274979639701610&amp;postID=3237834417597390293' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791274979639701610/posts/default/3237834417597390293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791274979639701610/posts/default/3237834417597390293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jkandrus.blogspot.com/2008/09/lucky.html' title='Lucky'/><author><name>JKAndrus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00691905035411734649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SMSPGkQ-05I/AAAAAAAABJA/0oSMEmfIke4/s72-c/seattle+002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791274979639701610.post-8614405841211043649</id><published>2008-09-04T14:13:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T14:24:33.486-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Chopped</title><content type='html'>I chopped my hair yesterday! I have had it long-ish for such a long time that I'm a little freaked out but I think I like it. Jer really likes it which I'm happy about but it's not going to be quit so easy to throw back in a bun like I do...everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SMBB3i8wLZI/AAAAAAAABIw/-FPd3WKwuIo/s1600-h/chopped+003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242262388789489042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SMBB3i8wLZI/AAAAAAAABIw/-FPd3WKwuIo/s400/chopped+003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We went to lunch with my long time friend Robyn today which was so fun. I am so glad she is back in SLC. She brought some pictures from college today and we were laughing so hard at our crazy ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SMBByakwyqI/AAAAAAAABIo/_LjXYoiObrQ/s1600-h/chopped+002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242262300642036386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SMBByakwyqI/AAAAAAAABIo/_LjXYoiObrQ/s400/chopped+002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Audrey and I at Robyn's cute house. If anyone needs decorating help she is awesome, so let me know! &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SMBBoZYGDoI/AAAAAAAABIg/8RW6nRC7zLk/s1600-h/photo%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242262128521776770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SMBBoZYGDoI/AAAAAAAABIg/8RW6nRC7zLk/s400/photo%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is one of the most important people in our lives right now. Emily babysits for Audrey and is the best out there and truthfully the only one out there that we will use. Emily has babysat Audrey since she was probably 5 weeks old and Audrey loves her. We never have to worry about tears (anymore) when we leave as long as she is with Em.  We are so glad she lives so close and has come to love Audrey so much! Thanks Em!! :)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242262473745109394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SMBB8fbwEZI/AAAAAAAABI4/6UNDMvpiQB0/s400/chopped+001.JPG" border="0" /&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/8791274979639701610-8614405841211043649?l=jkandrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jkandrus.blogspot.com/feeds/8614405841211043649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8791274979639701610&amp;postID=8614405841211043649' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791274979639701610/posts/default/8614405841211043649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791274979639701610/posts/default/8614405841211043649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jkandrus.blogspot.com/2008/09/chopped.html' title='Chopped'/><author><name>JKAndrus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00691905035411734649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SMBB3i8wLZI/AAAAAAAABIw/-FPd3WKwuIo/s72-c/chopped+003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791274979639701610.post-7090856411247555313</id><published>2008-08-31T19:39:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T19:48:51.084-06:00</updated><title type='text'>IT'S HERE</title><content type='html'>The college football season has officially started and we made it down to Provo for the season opener.  Audrey and I spent most of our time in the Legacy tent by the chocolate fountain but did make it out to the stands to cheer on the Cougars. They won by a landslide and we all  b  ax &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;aX&lt;/span&gt; (contribution by Audrey) had a great day. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SLtIBospfgI/AAAAAAAABIY/0qU9l7BDNUk/s1600-h/byu+005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240861784317459970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SLtIBospfgI/AAAAAAAABIY/0qU9l7BDNUk/s400/byu+005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SLtH5GL2XTI/AAAAAAAABIQ/4Pv48EDSxYI/s1600-h/byu+008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240861637614132530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SLtH5GL2XTI/AAAAAAAABIQ/4Pv48EDSxYI/s400/byu+008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; PS- The Utes won as well! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8791274979639701610-7090856411247555313?l=jkandrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jkandrus.blogspot.com/feeds/7090856411247555313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8791274979639701610&amp;postID=7090856411247555313' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791274979639701610/posts/default/7090856411247555313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791274979639701610/posts/default/7090856411247555313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jkandrus.blogspot.com/2008/08/its-here.html' title='IT&apos;S HERE'/><author><name>JKAndrus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00691905035411734649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SLtIBospfgI/AAAAAAAABIY/0qU9l7BDNUk/s72-c/byu+005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791274979639701610.post-3052330887503296419</id><published>2008-08-26T17:13:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T19:27:36.800-06:00</updated><title type='text'>And finally: Tuesday</title><content type='html'>This is where I always start my day after I put Audrey down for her morning nap. This treadmill has saved me. It's hard to get to the gym with a little one so this has been the best purchase since Audrey has been born (for my sanity). I love watching the Today Show and having a little time for myself in the mornings. I really do feel that I am a better mom and wife when I exercise daily. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238969063822304594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SLSOmzZjpVI/AAAAAAAABH8/_HGXsxK3vCw/s400/workout+001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;We also head to our Mommy and Me Boot camp on Tuesdays which has been great to be able to have Audrey at class with me. She used to hang out and enjoy watching the class but now 20 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;minutes&lt;/span&gt; in, she starts to get restless and has to get out of her car seat and sit on the mat or do sit ups with me!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238969965895140722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SLSPbT4exXI/AAAAAAAABIE/p30p6ccfPPs/s400/workout+005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have had fun chronicling our week and have so much fun doing our day to day activities together.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8791274979639701610-3052330887503296419?l=jkandrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jkandrus.blogspot.com/feeds/3052330887503296419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8791274979639701610&amp;postID=3052330887503296419' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791274979639701610/posts/default/3052330887503296419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791274979639701610/posts/default/3052330887503296419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jkandrus.blogspot.com/2008/08/and-finally-tuesday.html' title='And finally: Tuesday'/><author><name>JKAndrus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00691905035411734649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SLSOmzZjpVI/AAAAAAAABH8/_HGXsxK3vCw/s72-c/workout+001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791274979639701610.post-7483841479529297561</id><published>2008-08-25T19:34:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T19:57:03.571-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday's Target</title><content type='html'>I remember when I used to work, I would never look forward to Mondays but that has changed. I really like Mondays and I'm not sure if it's because we are back to a better schedule and Audrey is in a better mood or because we have Gymboree class which always means a quick (or not so quick) stop at Target on our way home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238637371210491282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SLNg7wIWZZI/AAAAAAAABH0/NZX3T5eoiuk/s200/target.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Target does the best job of turning your 5 item shopping list into 10-15 items at least. Jeremy sells SKDY at Target and was saying the other day how much he loves the store. I don't think he'd feel that way if he knew how much non-discretionary income we (meaning Audrey and I) spend there. I always feel very proud of myself if I walk out of Target spending less than $100. Nothing ever seems impulsive or extravegant, just necessary even though I didn't realize it before I arrived at the store. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238636240873888978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SLNf59TGnNI/AAAAAAAABHk/IFq0G8NHSdY/s400/gymboree+001.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;Audrey has graduated from the 3-6 month class and is now onto the 6-10 month class at Gymboree. I love this class and she does as well. She wouldn't look at me for the picture because she was too involved playing her intrument and watching the other little tikes in there. She loves Gymbo the clown, playing hide and seek with the scarves, dancing and singing in the circle and most of all watching everyone else in the class. I'm bummed that she will be the only one of our kids that will be able to do a class like this. I'm not sure how you could pull it off with more than one....And Gymbo was his nam-o!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8791274979639701610-7483841479529297561?l=jkandrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jkandrus.blogspot.com/feeds/7483841479529297561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8791274979639701610&amp;postID=7483841479529297561' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791274979639701610/posts/default/7483841479529297561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791274979639701610/posts/default/7483841479529297561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jkandrus.blogspot.com/2008/08/mondays-target.html' title='Monday&apos;s Target'/><author><name>JKAndrus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00691905035411734649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SLNg7wIWZZI/AAAAAAAABH0/NZX3T5eoiuk/s72-c/target.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791274979639701610.post-7911946690565664721</id><published>2008-08-24T14:32:00.009-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T20:46:08.734-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday and Sunday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I always hit the gym first thing Saturday morning and have started going to a weight lifting class that kicks my toosh! Jeremy takes a bike ride after I get home and then we are off to lunch which as of late has been Finns. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238185459748153810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SLHF7CvnqdI/AAAAAAAABG8/mcJK-Xj7CpI/s400/saturday+006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238185387718023762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SLHF22aTGlI/AAAAAAAABG0/ww0wr1qg2Bc/s400/saturday+007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;We go in spurts and for months we will go to the same place and then switch it up for another couple of months. Jer loves the Pitipatta and I get different things but we always get the sourdough pancakes to split for dessert. (This is why we have to workout so hard!) In the afternoon and evening we often have different things going on or we will head out to dinner and get yogurt before we have to get Audrey to bed. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238185897021576626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SLHGUftulbI/AAAAAAAABHE/sJJCupvW3UI/s400/saturday+008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Mmmm Good! &lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We are able to relax on &lt;strong&gt;Sunday&lt;/strong&gt; mornings since church isn’t until 12:30. We wake up and Jer plays with Audrey and sometimes we’ll make eggs, blueberry pancakes or waffles and take a walk. Church has been tricky lately because of Audrey’s naps, so we will switch off going back and forth which Jer doesn't complain about. Sunday evening is a great time for the three of us to hang out and enjoy each others company before a new hectic week begins. Tonight we had a neighborhood "walk-about" where everyone walks and eats and....Audrey loved Stacy's moon pie cookies..yikes! I vow to never look down on people who's kids are a dirty mess like mine was tonight.  Funny how your outlook changes on things! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238279284391076882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SLIbQWxq5BI/AAAAAAAABHc/DNyyBFyRpbA/s400/dirtygirl+003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;This weeks most exciting news is that Audrey sits on her own and doesn't topple over. One day she can sit for a couple of seconds and the next she's sitting like she's always been able to. It's so fun to watch her reach these milestones. &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/8791274979639701610-7911946690565664721?l=jkandrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jkandrus.blogspot.com/feeds/7911946690565664721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8791274979639701610&amp;postID=7911946690565664721' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791274979639701610/posts/default/7911946690565664721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791274979639701610/posts/default/7911946690565664721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jkandrus.blogspot.com/2008/08/saturday-and-sunday.html' title='Saturday and Sunday'/><author><name>JKAndrus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00691905035411734649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SLHF7CvnqdI/AAAAAAAABG8/mcJK-Xj7CpI/s72-c/saturday+006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791274979639701610.post-8007820812379692327</id><published>2008-08-22T14:41:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T20:46:58.645-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank goodness it's</title><content type='html'>FRIDAY is a chill day and between Audrey’s naps which right now are 9-11, 1-3, and 6-7 and her eating (if I can call it that) we go on errands and do things around the house. Ever since Audrey has been napping better (or napping at all), I find we are around the house a lot more. I keep busy reading, on my computer, cooking and cleaning up. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237447670246189474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SK8m6Cq4qaI/AAAAAAAABGs/2-syQPu_CRQ/s400/sitting+007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;OK, she doesn't love eating yet unless it's the mini ice cream cone she was given at the store today or something she can hold and eat like a banana or cracker. She is not hip on the spoon thing yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237446179253040386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SK8ljQSatQI/AAAAAAAABGc/cKVS4jo-PcY/s400/sitting+006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BTW this is the best high chair that takes up no space at all. It's made by Fisher Price and fits on any chair and leans back in 3 different angles. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today has been more Curves stuff  and running around getting ready for our Open House and spending some time down there this afternoon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Every other Friday I am in charge of Activity Day. I am no longer over the YW in our church, I am now over the 8-11 year old girls and their bi-weekly Activity Day. We swim, do crafts, and other activities that the girls love. Fridays are great because the weekend is almost here and Jer is home to hang out with us! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I made this recipe tonight which is courtesy of my friend Colleen Clark. She made it for us when we had Audrey and it is so good and spicy and we loved it!&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;(Of course I made some changes)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ravioli in Spicy Cream Sauce:&lt;br /&gt;1 package frozen beef ravioli &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;(I used Buitoni Light Cheese Raviolis)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;2 T. butter &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;(I just sprayed the pan with Butter Pam)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 8 oz. package sliced mushrooms&lt;br /&gt;3 green onions&lt;br /&gt;2 garlic cloves&lt;br /&gt;1 tsp. dried Italian Seasoning&lt;br /&gt;1 can Rotel&lt;br /&gt;1 cup whipping cream &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;(I used Fat Free Half and Half and I think it tastes the same)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;½ cups parmesan cheese&lt;br /&gt;½ tsp. salt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I added 2 chicken andoille sausages cut up thinly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Prepare ravioli as directed.&lt;br /&gt;-Melt butter, then add mushrooms and next three ingredients (sauté mushrooms).&lt;br /&gt;-Stir in diced tomatoes and cream, then bring to a boil.&lt;br /&gt;-Reduce heat and simmer 5 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;-Add cheese and salt and stir in ravioli.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Enjoy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8791274979639701610-8007820812379692327?l=jkandrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jkandrus.blogspot.com/feeds/8007820812379692327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8791274979639701610&amp;postID=8007820812379692327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791274979639701610/posts/default/8007820812379692327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791274979639701610/posts/default/8007820812379692327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jkandrus.blogspot.com/2008/08/thank-goodness-its.html' title='Thank goodness it&apos;s'/><author><name>JKAndrus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00691905035411734649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SK8m6Cq4qaI/AAAAAAAABGs/2-syQPu_CRQ/s72-c/sitting+007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791274979639701610.post-1289950658737807248</id><published>2008-08-21T15:29:00.012-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T20:22:34.248-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Thursday</title><content type='html'>On Thursdays we have most of the day to get errands done and we often stop by Curves to see how the week has been going. As I get some work done, Audrey gets groovin' on the machines...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237088310447721042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SK3gEjGWSlI/AAAAAAAABF8/07QcCPBbJ2Q/s400/thursday+003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237087531130619410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SK3fXL6rBhI/AAAAAAAABF0/ONEVU0AZgpI/s400/thursday+002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;I make my daily trip to Subway... I eat Subway 5 days a week except if we go to lunch with a friend. I order the same exact thing every day. Boring I know, but I really think it’s the healthiest and fastest lunch around. The guys all know what I order so as soon as I walk in they ask "the regular"?&lt;br /&gt;"The regular"- 6 inch Wheat/double peppered turkey/toasted no cheese/mustard and spicy mustard/spinach/pickles/cucumbers/green peppers/vinegar/s&amp;amp;p&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237087274603719298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SK3fIQR5KoI/AAAAAAAABFs/xYTHu5ZMdWo/s400/thursday+013.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Ever since they found out Jer works for SK, they have been trying to trade sandwiches for headphones! We'll see..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We normally go grocery shopping to Harmons and buy things for the rest of the week and weekend. You could also find us stopping at Walgreens, dry cleaners, etc..&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237086979842375266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SK3e3GNT_mI/AAAAAAAABFk/DFRE7gqryBo/s400/thursday+012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Audrey munching on some Baby Mum Mums that Annie introduced us to. She loves them! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We took a walk down to a neighbors and brought her dinner and Audrey "bounced around" a lot.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237091256979455618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SK3iwDyQfoI/AAAAAAAABGE/sKe6jh9vS7k/s400/italy+001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;This jumper is the best thing in the world, Audrey would jump for hours if she could. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jer arrived home from two days in SF and Seattle tonight so we were happy to have him home. I hate sleeping alone in the house. I am such a scaredy cat and get nervous at any little noise I hear. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We just finished our Music Together classes on Thursday afternoons and I think we are going to take a break from those right now and just enjoy the rest of the summer afternoons!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237161341590755778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SK4ifhTs2cI/AAAAAAAABGM/dRe-5oUBI7s/s400/sitting+013.JPG" border="0" /&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/8791274979639701610-1289950658737807248?l=jkandrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jkandrus.blogspot.com/feeds/1289950658737807248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8791274979639701610&amp;postID=1289950658737807248' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791274979639701610/posts/default/1289950658737807248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791274979639701610/posts/default/1289950658737807248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jkandrus.blogspot.com/2008/08/thursday.html' title='Thursday'/><author><name>JKAndrus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00691905035411734649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SK3gEjGWSlI/AAAAAAAABF8/07QcCPBbJ2Q/s72-c/thursday+003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791274979639701610.post-778524381786960538</id><published>2008-08-20T13:38:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T18:12:08.400-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A week in the life of...</title><content type='html'>Now that we are back from our vk, life has settled down and I thought it would be fun to chronicle a typical week for Audrey and I and Jer when he's around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wednesday is always a fun day because we go to our playgroup that some moms in the neighborhood have put together. This summer has included many sunny days in the park, Sweets Candy Factory tour, hanging out in backyards, water fun, and today we met at the Gateway fountain so the kids could play in the water. Play group has been really fun and it's always nice to get together and catch up with the other moms in the group.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236688486013828562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SKx0btA7fdI/AAAAAAAABE8/FZukAshiDmA/s400/play+group+007.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Wednesday is also a day that Audrey goes over to Marlies and Emily Wanke's house and they watch her for a couple of hours. Marlies and Emily are the greatest and Audrey loves playing with them so much!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236756165863260498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SKyx_MGdwVI/AAAAAAAABFE/Ii5IXG2ccHE/s400/marlies+008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Audrey's adopted Grandma Marlies&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8791274979639701610-778524381786960538?l=jkandrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jkandrus.blogspot.com/feeds/778524381786960538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8791274979639701610&amp;postID=778524381786960538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791274979639701610/posts/default/778524381786960538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791274979639701610/posts/default/778524381786960538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jkandrus.blogspot.com/2008/08/week-in-life-of.html' title='A week in the life of...'/><author><name>JKAndrus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00691905035411734649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SKx0btA7fdI/AAAAAAAABE8/FZukAshiDmA/s72-c/play+group+007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791274979639701610.post-4891005505881043877</id><published>2008-08-13T07:54:00.032-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T09:37:51.400-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Audrey's Italian perspective</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SKLoDOgNUeI/AAAAAAAABAo/7JXwcdE_u0k/s1600-h/italy+008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234000859088376290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SKLoDOgNUeI/AAAAAAAABAo/7JXwcdE_u0k/s400/italy+008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I kind of thought my parents were crazy taking me halfway across the world at only 6 months old, but I actually had a great time. The flights were long but I slept through most of them and loved how much attention I got from the flight attendants and passengers. I had to sleep in this tiny bassinet which was not fair since my parents were able to lounge out and eat much better food than me. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234001372094418802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SKLohFmYT3I/AAAAAAAABBQ/xG0cjm6cnT4/s400/italy+014.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234004622195450594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SKLreRK2YuI/AAAAAAAABCs/vaM5Q1UeyTo/s400/italy+016.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Rome is an awesome city. It was pretty hot, but we were able to take a tour with a great guide Marco who took us in his air conditioned car. I slept through the boring (historical) parts but woke up to see the Coliseum, Trevi fountain, and eat some gelato. We also took a tour of the Vatican and St. Peter’s Basilica which was huge! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234001162962050354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SKLoU6hVnTI/AAAAAAAABBA/PyNhANrFxJc/s400/italy+004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234001076808294018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SKLoP5krnoI/AAAAAAAABA4/7iwIMwJCfvQ/s400/italy+003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Mostly I saw the city from my baby bjorn (which is my favorite mode of transportation) and my stroller..bumpy ride on all those cobblestone streets. I have to say I got A LOT of attention and was often mistaken for “Picolina”, “Bella”, and “Principessa”, and all the Italians grabbed my hands which I don’t think my parents liked very much. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234007213728029250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SKLt1HYXWkI/AAAAAAAABDU/7iJkDDU5XmE/s400/italy+026.JPG" border="0" /&gt; We stayed at a great hotel and I often had to wake my sleepy head parents who would have slept in every day if they could. We had breakfast in bed which I loved because I could just hang out with my mom and dad all morning. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234000947473018626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SKLoIXwv7wI/AAAAAAAABAw/r-__BXjYy6M/s400/italy+009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234008604175439858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SKLvGDM3F_I/AAAAAAAABDk/hhg8ZuuanTs/s400/italy+010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;I think my love of food will all trace back to our time in Rome. Rome is the first place I experienced gelato, pizza, and many other wonderful delicacies that have turned me into a foodie. I think I’ll skip the sweet potatoes and oatmeal and go right to the good stuff. Pretty much anything that my parents eat or drink I think is mine! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234001953196065010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SKLpC6XzwPI/AAAAAAAABBo/mbLfUksJVrM/s400/italy+049.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234011518323885970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SKLxvrP_h5I/AAAAAAAABDs/y4Zjko7Inb8/s400/italy+021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Next we were on to Norway which ended up being a short trip. My dad often likes to change travel plans so we only ended up staying 2 days and headed back to Italy a little earlier than we were supposed to. I thought Norway was great because I got my own room and we had a great view from the condo we were staying in. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234002268855187106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SKLpVSSztqI/AAAAAAAABCE/rGXy3AHVc7g/s400/italy+037.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234005909066840370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SKLspLI5eTI/AAAAAAAABDE/KRjyRorEGTE/s400/italy+036.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234002173841581170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SKLpPwVzJHI/AAAAAAAABB4/7HdMt8C4LPU/s400/italy+040.JPG" border="0" /&gt;My parents thought it was a little too boring I guess. They say they like a little R&amp;amp;R but really they like to be moving all the time!! I often missed naps because they were always on the go. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234001247015411058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SKLoZzpOHXI/AAAAAAAABBI/6cy7O6GV-po/s400/italy+007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Korego was a quaint town (too quaint if you ask my parents) and Oslo was a great little city full of fun cafes, great architecture, and really good shopping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally we ended our trip in Capri (a little island on the West coast of Italy). Capri was my favorite and I think my mom and dad’s as well. It was beautiful and had a great ocean breeze. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234002514880782098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SKLpjmz4XxI/AAAAAAAABCM/i_W4C2C5Ftk/s400/italy+056.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234014026569917154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SKL0BrMcouI/AAAAAAAABD0/VSQOiEhaKTI/s400/italy+055.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234006369675694178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SKLtD_Cm0GI/AAAAAAAABDM/S4uDnw9hrkM/s400/italy+062.JPG" border="0" /&gt;We took a boat over to the island and stayed at an awesome hotel with an amazing view of the ocean. My dad of course argued to get a suite upgrade and I think the whole hotel knew about it… so embarrassing! My mom and dad seemed to spend a lot of time on our deck while I took naps and we went swimming and walked the town where there were a lot of chic boutiques.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234002862404676498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SKLp31cCK5I/AAAAAAAABCc/wIwjBvqEBFw/s400/italy+067.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234007858951505410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SKLuarBoRgI/AAAAAAAABDc/P5a-6dhQFmA/s400/italy+064.JPG" border="0" /&gt;I really wanted to buy something at Dior Kids but my Mom said it was too expensive especially with the exchange rate. I indulged in some great fruit at breakfast everyday and have found I love bananas (or nanas as my mom calls them) apricots, plums, and strawberries especially if they are mixed into gelato!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234002962011898050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SKLp9ogPwMI/AAAAAAAABCk/jXX2yoeTwcc/s400/italy+070.JPG" border="0" /&gt;That about sums up our travel adventures. My mom and dad both praised me for being so well behaved, truthfully I think I was the one with the least amount of jet lag. I loved being able to spend 24/7 with my parents and I think they felt the same. Chao!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8791274979639701610-4891005505881043877?l=jkandrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jkandrus.blogspot.com/feeds/4891005505881043877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8791274979639701610&amp;postID=4891005505881043877' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791274979639701610/posts/default/4891005505881043877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791274979639701610/posts/default/4891005505881043877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jkandrus.blogspot.com/2008/08/audreys-italian-perspective.html' title='Audrey&apos;s Italian perspective'/><author><name>JKAndrus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00691905035411734649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SKLoDOgNUeI/AAAAAAAABAo/7JXwcdE_u0k/s72-c/italy+008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791274979639701610.post-6291735595769600033</id><published>2008-07-30T09:55:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T22:39:25.279-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chao and Ha det!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SJCPKbcZy3I/AAAAAAAABAY/fhznAja80_4/s1600-h/rome.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228836576705497970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SJCPKbcZy3I/AAAAAAAABAY/fhznAja80_4/s400/rome.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We are taking off on our trip to Italy and Norway. We are crossing our fingers Audrey adapts well to the time change and travel.  Hope everyone has a great first two weeks of August!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228836627610244386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SJCPNZFClSI/AAAAAAAABAg/Fgmu3tn9wfA/s400/norway.jpg" 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/8791274979639701610-6291735595769600033?l=jkandrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jkandrus.blogspot.com/feeds/6291735595769600033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8791274979639701610&amp;postID=6291735595769600033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791274979639701610/posts/default/6291735595769600033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791274979639701610/posts/default/6291735595769600033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jkandrus.blogspot.com/2008/07/chao-and-ha-det.html' title='Chao and Ha det!'/><author><name>JKAndrus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00691905035411734649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SJCPKbcZy3I/AAAAAAAABAY/fhznAja80_4/s72-c/rome.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791274979639701610.post-809245344146433602</id><published>2008-07-30T08:36:00.010-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T22:39:25.555-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Dearest Audrey</title><content type='html'>My dearest little Audrey,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today you have been in our lives for 6 months. In a way I can not imagine my life without you in it. You have brought more joy and happiness to your dad and me than we ever could have dreamed of. Your bright eyes, chubby cheeks, and big smile make us smile daily. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;As I write, you are bouncing in your "johnny jumper" which you love. You circle around and jump always leaning on your left side (we all think you're going to be a lefty) and look over to me every 30 seconds to make sure I'm still watching and commentating on your jumping. You are quite a little talker and are always making sounds, smiling, and laughing. You are more alert than ever and love to watch people and all the action going on around you. One of your favorite activities is to go to the store in the Baby Bjorn so you can get a better view. The whole time you laugh and talk because you are so happy. (But then again aren't we all that happy at Target and favorite stores!) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You suck on your hands, no Binky or thumb yet, and sometimes can fit both fists in. You are a great little sleeper and have finally mastered the whole nap thing. Your are finally starting to eat every 3-4 hours, and are not a very big fan of oatmeal, squash, or sweet potato but you really like pears. I have loved watching you grow in the Gymboree class and Music Together class we go to. You love when we sing and dance and you can join in. You watch all the other little kids more than me! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You are quite a mommas girl and always look to me for approval when others hold you. Every time I look and smile at you without fail you smile back with your toothless smile and your eyes shine brightly. If only you would always look at me like that. You are rolling over like a champ but you still topple over when you sit on your own. Your dad and I both agree that you are socially mature but are a little slower on your motor skills because you are still such a little peanut. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You have such a happy disposition and always seem to be looking for things to make you laugh. You love your daddy and enjoy his morning and nightly rituals with you. His latest are baby on the ceiling, oops, and It's your daddy. He loves his "sweepers" so much and I can tell he is very proud of you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love you so much and am so excited to be able to watch you grow and develop over the years. You are truly my best friend and the greatest daughter. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A couple of other little things you are doing at 6 months&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- stretches in the morning&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- you are known around the country for your headbands and big bows&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- you are doing great with your tummy time and finally don't mind it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- crinkling your and my clothes with you hands&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- not letting me talk when I'm feeding you, you want my undivided attention&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- you love to stand not sit&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- you seem to be done with the bouncy seat and swing and have moved onto the jumper and excer saucer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-you are not a fan of the little green chair&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-you talk every time we drive anywhere ( I think you're telling me a story)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-you are enjoying swimming as long as the sun is not in your face&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- blowing rasberries especially in daddy's face&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-you have the most kissable chubby cheeks &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mom (I love saying that)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228821881455087890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SJCBzDXrkRI/AAAAAAAABAI/1cfWdw4gE-w/s400/012.jpg" 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/8791274979639701610-809245344146433602?l=jkandrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jkandrus.blogspot.com/feeds/809245344146433602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8791274979639701610&amp;postID=809245344146433602' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791274979639701610/posts/default/809245344146433602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791274979639701610/posts/default/809245344146433602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jkandrus.blogspot.com/2008/07/my-dearest-audrey.html' title='My Dearest Audrey'/><author><name>JKAndrus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00691905035411734649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SJCBzDXrkRI/AAAAAAAABAI/1cfWdw4gE-w/s72-c/012.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791274979639701610.post-8667895398219260213</id><published>2008-07-27T16:37:00.012-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T22:39:27.425-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunshine of my life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SIz4yT0DZFI/AAAAAAAAA_A/yPTMPAgP_lI/s1600-h/6+month.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227826810666050642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SIz4yT0DZFI/AAAAAAAAA_A/yPTMPAgP_lI/s400/6+month.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Audrey turns 6 months on Wednesday and I wanted to post a couple of pictures from her "photo shoot". I know I am quite biased, but everytime I look at her she melts my heart. I was telling Jeremy that since becoming a parent I have a new depth of love but also a new depth of fear. I can't imagine my life without her and feel so blessed to be a mom. I had no idea how much I would love it. Audrey and Jeremy are without a doubt the sunshine of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227854967750231106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SI0SZRIDhEI/AAAAAAAAA_I/HRhpP2QZstM/s400/001_color.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227855048001447026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SI0Sd8Fb5HI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/YQYc2gU88bM/s400/005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227855135735153106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SI0SjC6yAdI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/1kNh2dwFE8s/s400/028_8x10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227855218480291218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SI0Sn3KwnZI/AAAAAAAAA_g/BsQfOzt8ei4/s400/025_bxw.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227855324910663602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SI0SuDpvN7I/AAAAAAAAA_o/fhdlPgx6YyY/s400/020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;We celebrated the 24th of July which is Pioneer Day here in Utah with Jer's family. My mom was also in town for part of the week and we had a great time with her. Audrey is getting along better with the cousins which makes us very happy! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227857222652398738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SI0UchSoDJI/AAAAAAAABAA/p1f1buhIUMo/s400/delaud.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Audrey loves her Grammy so much! We loved having her here and she is so great with Audrey. I feel so blessed to have such a great mom who is such a support and loves our family with all her heart. I wish she lived closer but we still get to see her quite a bit which is fun. Thanks mom for a great week, we love you and miss you! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227856294624426466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SI0TmgHg-eI/AAAAAAAAA_4/aTBdUdEQxYM/s400/030_8x10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/8791274979639701610-8667895398219260213?l=jkandrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jkandrus.blogspot.com/feeds/8667895398219260213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8791274979639701610&amp;postID=8667895398219260213' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791274979639701610/posts/default/8667895398219260213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791274979639701610/posts/default/8667895398219260213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jkandrus.blogspot.com/2008/07/sunshine-of-my-life.html' title='Sunshine of my life'/><author><name>JKAndrus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00691905035411734649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SIz4yT0DZFI/AAAAAAAAA_A/yPTMPAgP_lI/s72-c/6+month.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791274979639701610.post-9181092873360736019</id><published>2008-07-19T17:45:00.011-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T22:39:29.358-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Swimming Nostalgia</title><content type='html'>We joined the local Swim and Tennis club by our house and I'm hoping to turn Audrey into a little fish like I was growing up.   We have had a great time hanging out by the pool and love it when Jer can come with us (and be our photographer) and enjoy nice Saturday afternoons with his girls. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SIJ9fdGzk3I/AAAAAAAAA-k/a-IFgJXMuA0/s1600-h/swimmin+003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224876497045787506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SIJ9fdGzk3I/AAAAAAAAA-k/a-IFgJXMuA0/s400/swimmin+003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My little water baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SIJ9XxL0NQI/AAAAAAAAA-c/x4mR8INrOkE/s1600-h/swimmin+004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224876364996556034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SIJ9XxL0NQI/AAAAAAAAA-c/x4mR8INrOkE/s400/swimmin+004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It takes Audrey a little time to get used to the water but she really is enjoying it much more than she used to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SIJ9QChpCZI/AAAAAAAAA-U/IwwpIUtCGug/s1600-h/swimmin+011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224876232212547986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SIJ9QChpCZI/AAAAAAAAA-U/IwwpIUtCGug/s400/swimmin+011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; While Dad and Audrey were hanging out in the pool, I was.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SIJ9FW7UY0I/AAAAAAAAA-M/w9CNKoto_yw/s1600-h/swimmin+014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224876048710394690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SIJ9FW7UY0I/AAAAAAAAA-M/w9CNKoto_yw/s400/swimmin+014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; O.K, I admit it I jumped off the bottom, but the others are legit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SIJ895wdtUI/AAAAAAAAA-E/s8QDrgyg1FI/s1600-h/swimmin+010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224875920621155650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SIJ895wdtUI/AAAAAAAAA-E/s8QDrgyg1FI/s400/swimmin+010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I have been very nostalgic hanging out at the pool recently and started practicing some Synchro moves for Audrey to see. For those of you who don't know, I spent the majority of my first 16 years in the pool.  Most of the time I was doing Synchronized Swimming but I also swam competitively throughout the years and played water polo in high school. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SIJ83KwhdQI/AAAAAAAAA98/vcY-NZ0uusg/s1600-h/swimmin+015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224875804925719810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SIJ83KwhdQI/AAAAAAAAA98/vcY-NZ0uusg/s400/swimmin+015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Going for the double ballet leg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224876690164136562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SIJ9qshzunI/AAAAAAAAA-s/2ovzHKAoxaY/s400/swimmin+017.JPG" border="0" /&gt; To be honest, I haven't been very nostalgic for Synchro but more for the days of Scottsdale (my local swim club by my house growing up).  I loved summers hanging out in my suit all day, eating nachos and Specialty dinners at meets and all the great shavedowns, movie nights, Round Table, TPing, crazy coaches, and I could go on and on but it was a blast.  I hope my children are able to look back on their summers with such nostalgia and fond memories.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, a big shout out to all who have great memories of &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224877621312923042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SIJ-g5U-paI/AAAAAAAAA-0/eLldtZcMCnM/s400/wcsynchro.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;S.&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;.O.&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;.T.&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;.D.&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;.L.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;SCOTTSDALE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;P.S. As I was watching the lifeguards today all I could hear in  my head was....Ken, Ken, Ken,Ken, K,K,K, Ken. Kenny P.......Please leave a comment if you remember :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&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/8791274979639701610-9181092873360736019?l=jkandrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jkandrus.blogspot.com/feeds/9181092873360736019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8791274979639701610&amp;postID=9181092873360736019' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791274979639701610/posts/default/9181092873360736019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791274979639701610/posts/default/9181092873360736019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jkandrus.blogspot.com/2008/07/swimming-nostalgia.html' title='Swimming Nostalgia'/><author><name>JKAndrus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00691905035411734649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SIJ9fdGzk3I/AAAAAAAAA-k/a-IFgJXMuA0/s72-c/swimmin+003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791274979639701610.post-8527925032899779691</id><published>2008-07-12T15:13:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T22:39:31.301-07:00</updated><title type='text'>7/11/71</title><content type='html'>We celebrated Jeremy's birthday this weekend and ushered in a great new year for him with cake, presents, and some fun family time. We had a picnic up in Park City where &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Jer&lt;/span&gt; opened his presents including some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;BYU&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;memorabilia&lt;/span&gt; to start the football season off right and a GPS system for his biking habit that he was very excited about. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SHkfIhIiQpI/AAAAAAAAA88/2hHXWiI3ByA/s1600-h/jerbirthday+002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222239474106385042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SHkfIhIiQpI/AAAAAAAAA88/2hHXWiI3ByA/s400/jerbirthday+002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SHke_xzqH_I/AAAAAAAAA80/SGPRBNRUi5U/s1600-h/jerbirthday+004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222239323963400178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SHke_xzqH_I/AAAAAAAAA80/SGPRBNRUi5U/s400/jerbirthday+004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Audrey's present to him was his favorite!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SHke5rDmaXI/AAAAAAAAA8s/LJ0kIZWv3ds/s1600-h/jerbirthday+003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222239219072002418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SHke5rDmaXI/AAAAAAAAA8s/LJ0kIZWv3ds/s400/jerbirthday+003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I made German Chocolate cakes to bring up to the SK office which was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Jer's&lt;/span&gt; third birthday celebration of the day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SHkezSUoy4I/AAAAAAAAA8k/0jnectY1Z3Q/s1600-h/jerbirthday+011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222239109353360258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SHkezSUoy4I/AAAAAAAAA8k/0jnectY1Z3Q/s400/jerbirthday+011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We finished the evening at the Sandy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Amphitheatre&lt;/span&gt; watching John &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Schmidt&lt;/span&gt;, one of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Jer's&lt;/span&gt; favorite musicians. It was a great night with a picturesque sunset and time for just the two of us to hang out which doesn't happen much anymore. Here Jeremy is pondering his past 37 years and wondering what the next 37 have in store for him. (Yes, he is 37. I know...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SHkerYFIcOI/AAAAAAAAA8c/bHCnlqHehYA/s1600-h/jerbirthday+016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222238973459984610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SHkerYFIcOI/AAAAAAAAA8c/bHCnlqHehYA/s400/jerbirthday+016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 37 reasons I LOVE JEREMY BRENT ANDRUS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;1. He is very generous- He gives without giving it a second thought. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;2. He is the most honest and trustworthy person I know. His word truly is his bond.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;3. His patience, patience, and more patience&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;4. His photographic memory. For good or bad, he remembers EVERYTHING&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;5. He is truly kind and does not think badly or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;negatively&lt;/span&gt; of people&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;6. The way he sings to Audrey&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;7. His singing in the shower that carries into the whole house.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;8. He listens to Christmas music in July&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;9. Although we don't hear it enough, his violin playing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;10. The way he plays with and adores Audrey. Nothing better in the world&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;11. His deep and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;abiding&lt;/span&gt; testimony of the gospel. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;12. All of the inside jokes we have had over the years&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;13. His humor makes me laugh often&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;14. He is a hard worker and although I may complain here and there, he is a very focused and determined man. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;15. The way he salts, peppers, sugars, with such precision&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;16. The way he packs so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;meticulously&lt;/span&gt; and then doesn't unpack for months&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;16. He takes his time with everything but always gets it right in the end. (Am I a case in point or what? :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;17. His weekly stops at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;FYE&lt;/span&gt;, Best Buy, and Circuit to check the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;SKUs&lt;/span&gt; and send off pictures of everything that's wrong. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;18.His wardrobe is getting younger and hipper every year as he gets older. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;19. His new interest in pop culture and certain TV shows &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;20. He is always willing to help with Audrey and wakes her up and puts her to bed everyday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;21. Stories of his childhood &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;22. All of the great values he wants to instill in our children&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;23. He sleeps with his mouth open&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;24. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Ambien&lt;/span&gt; nights&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;25. Black socks&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;26. The meetings he runs in his sleep as I hear him talking about "supply chain management" and "purchase orders" at 3:00 A.M.&lt;br /&gt;27. All of the books he buys because he really is going to read them all someday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;28. Facial treatments and products that line the bathroom cabinet&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;29. His love of travel and that he always invites me!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;30. Touring through crazy countries with him like Russia, China, and India.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;31. His &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Marriott&lt;/span&gt; Associate Rate&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;32. His frugality &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;except&lt;/span&gt; when it comes to important things like Utah Jazz tickets&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;33. He is a great manager. His employees respect and admire Jeremy because he is a very compassionate and caring person.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;34. His &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;persistence&lt;/span&gt; in all things-Often speaks to the CEO of companies so he can complain to someone who can do something about it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;35. The excitement he has for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;SKDY&lt;/span&gt;. He is loving his job which make life so much better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;36. The priesthood that he holds where he is able to bless our daughter and guide our family in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;righteousness&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;37. I love the man that Jeremy has turned into over the last 6 years I have known him. He has come a long way and I love and respect him more today than ever. I am so glad that I have another 60 or more years to spend with him and can't wait to make more children and memories with him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222343729950692514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SHl99AazFKI/AAAAAAAAA9U/ldaRTG7AiOA/s400/037_1_0001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This picture was taken on Jer's 32nd birthday after we had been dating for a little under a year. Little does he know what the next 5 years will bring him.... :) Love you babe!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8791274979639701610-8527925032899779691?l=jkandrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jkandrus.blogspot.com/feeds/8527925032899779691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8791274979639701610&amp;postID=8527925032899779691' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791274979639701610/posts/default/8527925032899779691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791274979639701610/posts/default/8527925032899779691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jkandrus.blogspot.com/2008/07/71171.html' title='7/11/71'/><author><name>JKAndrus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00691905035411734649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SHkfIhIiQpI/AAAAAAAAA88/2hHXWiI3ByA/s72-c/jerbirthday+002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791274979639701610.post-4692163001357519930</id><published>2008-07-04T22:16:00.014-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T22:39:33.403-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Firecracker, knees, and  oatmeal</title><content type='html'>We had an awesome 4&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; of July. We started out at the annual neighborhood breakfast, parade, and carnival. I love our neighborhood especially around the 4&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; of July. The parade is a hoot and the kids love it. Audrey will make her debut next year with a decked out stroller.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SG72ndmeqGI/AAAAAAAAA74/fkEsljSEfXQ/s1600-h/4thjuly+009.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219379771727341026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SG72P7mq5eI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/v0foOeRWZUM/s400/4thjuly+015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219379955474215538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SG72aoHVsnI/AAAAAAAAA7o/F97pgxxKiHg/s400/4thjuly+009.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Jer&lt;/span&gt; was a great sport crutches and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SG72f8NEyoI/AAAAAAAAA7w/eqOwHs8rfS4/s1600-h/4thjuly+007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219380046766328450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SG72f8NEyoI/AAAAAAAAA7w/eqOwHs8rfS4/s400/4thjuly+007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our good friends Annie and Eliza. Audrey is trying to play catch up with Eliza who is only 3 weeks older than her. :) I think Audrey is trying to make up for her smallness with a bigger bow!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SG72VIodEnI/AAAAAAAAA7g/vCbhoIZ8Yzw/s1600-h/4thjuly+013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219379861123830386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SG72VIodEnI/AAAAAAAAA7g/vCbhoIZ8Yzw/s400/4thjuly+013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Highland Park parade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SG72Aw6OA5I/AAAAAAAAA7Q/Ypcy2fe_gWk/s1600-h/4thjuly+018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219379511158506386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SG72Aw6OA5I/AAAAAAAAA7Q/Ypcy2fe_gWk/s400/4thjuly+018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Audrey slept through most of the carnival but we had fun catching up with friends and eating some cotton candy and snow cones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SG7179KCAUI/AAAAAAAAA7I/-bjrLOPvaSg/s1600-h/4thjuly+019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219379428546707778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SG7179KCAUI/AAAAAAAAA7I/-bjrLOPvaSg/s400/4thjuly+019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;HALLELUJAH!  Major breakthrough this week! Audrey seems to be over her separation anxiety. I don't know if it was her time with my parents or what, but she is doing great with other family members and  friends. Here she is with Grandpa Brent, happy as a little firecracker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SG710yceA4I/AAAAAAAAA7A/p3SvnOuCaYQ/s1600-h/4thjuly+003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219379305412166530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SG710yceA4I/AAAAAAAAA7A/p3SvnOuCaYQ/s400/4thjuly+003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jeremy suffered through knee surgery this past week and was down and out for a little while.  After adjusting the pain medication and a couple of tough days, he is doing much better. The first day home he was on the phone with the office and on email within one hour.  The next day when he was feeling pretty sick, he was still conducting conference calls and meetings.  After a week at home, I think he is ready to get back to the office. He seems to be going a little stir crazy. Audrey and I loved having him around. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220106402862723314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SHGLHbhf8PI/AAAAAAAAA8E/zRl6gz4o46k/s400/oatmeal+005.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Audrey partook of her first bowl of food today. We started with oatmeal and it went really well.  She got a lot of it on herself and a little in her mouth. We got it all on video and after 3 minutes of taping &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Jer&lt;/span&gt; asked if he needed to go on, it was a longer process than we thought. Good times!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220106580854250626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SHGLRyl_HII/AAAAAAAAA8M/nSXKRO967oI/s400/oatmeal+009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/8791274979639701610-4692163001357519930?l=jkandrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jkandrus.blogspot.com/feeds/4692163001357519930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8791274979639701610&amp;postID=4692163001357519930' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791274979639701610/posts/default/4692163001357519930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791274979639701610/posts/default/4692163001357519930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jkandrus.blogspot.com/2008/07/firecracker-knees-and-oatmeal.html' title='Firecracker, knees, and  oatmeal'/><author><name>JKAndrus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00691905035411734649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SG72P7mq5eI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/v0foOeRWZUM/s72-c/4thjuly+015.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791274979639701610.post-3451599793423895630</id><published>2008-07-02T21:58:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T22:39:34.553-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chubby cheeks in Carmel</title><content type='html'>Once again, we headed off to the Bay Area for some time with G&amp;amp;G and a wedding in Carmel.  Carmel is such a cute little town and the 17 mile drive is beautiful, but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Jer&lt;/span&gt; and I both commented that the weather leaves much to be desired and we like to visit (and golf...I wonder how many more years until that will happen again for me) but wouldn't want to live there. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SGxO4__G0OI/AAAAAAAAA6w/1zlTTG8hEo4/s1600-h/carmel+002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218632809371324642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SGxO4__G0OI/AAAAAAAAA6w/1zlTTG8hEo4/s400/carmel+002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Downtown Carmel has the most darling little shops, restaurants, and galleries &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;including&lt;/span&gt; some really great children's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;boutiques&lt;/span&gt; that are way out of my price range. Even if I had all the money in the world, I still don't think I'd buy such pricey stuff for a baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SGxOz-nBWWI/AAAAAAAAA6o/pEZZbHuJirY/s1600-h/carmel+003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218632723102521698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SGxOz-nBWWI/AAAAAAAAA6o/pEZZbHuJirY/s400/carmel+003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the greatest little candy store where Jeremy got his favorite chocolate covered orange stick (yuck) and I got a chocolate covered &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;marshmallow&lt;/span&gt;. Audrey ended up with a whole bag of treats that we helped her eat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SGxOsalNXkI/AAAAAAAAA6g/h-dDhhoAuXM/s1600-h/carmel+005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218632593172160066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SGxOsalNXkI/AAAAAAAAA6g/h-dDhhoAuXM/s400/carmel+005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cutest little cottages&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SGxOnPmCbCI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/_mTwAYPI-F4/s1600-h/carmel+007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218632504323501090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SGxOnPmCbCI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/_mTwAYPI-F4/s400/carmel+007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love that face, can her cheeks get any bigger?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SGxOhnQ6m9I/AAAAAAAAA6Q/Tkidqj-IJkQ/s1600-h/carmel+008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218632407598144466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SGxOhnQ6m9I/AAAAAAAAA6Q/Tkidqj-IJkQ/s400/carmel+008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yep!&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SGxOcnYONqI/AAAAAAAAA6I/LF4UpWeu578/s1600-h/carmel+010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218632321729443490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SGxOcnYONqI/AAAAAAAAA6I/LF4UpWeu578/s400/carmel+010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/8791274979639701610-3451599793423895630?l=jkandrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jkandrus.blogspot.com/feeds/3451599793423895630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8791274979639701610&amp;postID=3451599793423895630' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791274979639701610/posts/default/3451599793423895630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791274979639701610/posts/default/3451599793423895630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jkandrus.blogspot.com/2008/07/chubby-cheeks-in-carmel.html' title='Chubby cheeks in Carmel'/><author><name>JKAndrus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00691905035411734649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SGxO4__G0OI/AAAAAAAAA6w/1zlTTG8hEo4/s72-c/carmel+002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791274979639701610.post-5181208433705773424</id><published>2008-06-28T08:45:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T22:39:35.696-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Entrepreneur of the Year</title><content type='html'>Leaving Audrey for the first time, for a full 25 hours (but who's counting), I flew back to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;SLC&lt;/span&gt; for the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Ernst&lt;/span&gt; and Young &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Entrepreneur&lt;/span&gt; of the Year event.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;SK&lt;/span&gt; and Rick were nominated and.....WON!! It was a great night, and I actually survived without her.  She did great with my parents and has really bonded with them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SGZPSr4eHAI/AAAAAAAAA5w/OosLsw0C_fU/s1600-h/earnstyoungg+011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216944400791116802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SGZPSr4eHAI/AAAAAAAAA5w/OosLsw0C_fU/s400/earnstyoungg+011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The "chosen" dress&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SGZPK_V5LjI/AAAAAAAAA5o/1L9dxDzTWcU/s1600-h/earnstyoungg+012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216944268575845938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SGZPK_V5LjI/AAAAAAAAA5o/1L9dxDzTWcU/s400/earnstyoungg+012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SGZPCLdQicI/AAAAAAAAA5g/euVN2DSpe7s/s1600-h/earnstyoungg+015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216944117209139650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SGZPCLdQicI/AAAAAAAAA5g/euVN2DSpe7s/s400/earnstyoungg+015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; SK &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;bling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SGZOyZHbJUI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/mQutsKOPRPg/s1600-h/earnstyoungg+016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216943845997749570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SGZOyZHbJUI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/mQutsKOPRPg/s400/earnstyoungg+016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216944663652062978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SGZPh_HZ1wI/AAAAAAAAA6A/rWmjisFv_dM/s400/earnstyoungg+018.JPG" border="0" /&gt; crewSKDY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SGZOqCM2aQI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/VmZTStOXUtE/s1600-h/earnstyoungg+021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216943702407538946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SGZOqCM2aQI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/VmZTStOXUtE/s400/earnstyoungg+021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Jeremy &lt;/span&gt; is on the cover of Utah Business Magazine in July. If you need a copy let me know! :) More to come about our week in a later post. We just flew in and I am too hot to do anything...!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8791274979639701610-5181208433705773424?l=jkandrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jkandrus.blogspot.com/feeds/5181208433705773424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8791274979639701610&amp;postID=5181208433705773424' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791274979639701610/posts/default/5181208433705773424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791274979639701610/posts/default/5181208433705773424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jkandrus.blogspot.com/2008/06/entrepreneur-of-year.html' title='Entrepreneur of the Year'/><author><name>JKAndrus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00691905035411734649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SGZPSr4eHAI/AAAAAAAAA5w/OosLsw0C_fU/s72-c/earnstyoungg+011.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791274979639701610.post-6198925861122354323</id><published>2008-06-25T16:10:00.011-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T22:39:36.353-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Enjoying the summer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Audrey has been rockin' all week in Grandpa's SK headphones. She's doing better with Grandma and Grandpa and especially loves all the new summer clothes mom has bought her. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SGMLV-t_IAI/AAAAAAAAA5I/0DdKD9XGkro/s1600-h/audreypics+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216025265666203650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SGMLV-t_IAI/AAAAAAAAA5I/0DdKD9XGkro/s400/audreypics+012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Did I mention new sunglasses as well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SGMKZYQ-S_I/AAAAAAAAA4o/h_3J4kG4Z8Q/s1600-h/audreypics+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216024224551816178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SGMKZYQ-S_I/AAAAAAAAA4o/h_3J4kG4Z8Q/s400/audreypics+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SGMKGCNeUiI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/dO5bJY_SwEo/s1600-h/audreypics+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216023892214043170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SGMKGCNeUiI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/dO5bJY_SwEo/s400/audreypics+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were able to meet Ayla Allocco yesterday who is so cute.  She has tons of hair and a very happy mom and dad. We are so happy for the Allocco family.  Audrey seems so big compared to 1 week old Ayla.  Everyone always told me that it goes so fast, which I didn't believe the first month or two.  Now I know what they mean. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SGMJ-pC1WNI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/nPjRiObtBMs/s1600-h/audreypics+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216023765199444178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SGMJ-pC1WNI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/nPjRiObtBMs/s400/audreypics+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/8791274979639701610-6198925861122354323?l=jkandrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jkandrus.blogspot.com/feeds/6198925861122354323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8791274979639701610&amp;postID=6198925861122354323' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791274979639701610/posts/default/6198925861122354323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791274979639701610/posts/default/6198925861122354323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jkandrus.blogspot.com/2008/06/enjoying-summer.html' title='Enjoying the summer'/><author><name>JKAndrus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00691905035411734649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SGMLV-t_IAI/AAAAAAAAA5I/0DdKD9XGkro/s72-c/audreypics+012.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791274979639701610.post-5595221088939011072</id><published>2008-06-22T18:05:00.010-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T22:39:37.399-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What's in your fridge?</title><content type='html'>When I was tagged with "What's in your fridge?" a couple of weeks ago, I was constantly unimpressed with the food in my fridge and the lack of organization every time I opened it. Two weeks later, I've given up caring and with lack of a better post, :) will expose all. Keep in mind we leave Tuesday for a week, so we pretty much have the basics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SF7pUvDBRsI/AAAAAAAAA3g/dvQeYjaHem0/s1600-h/fridge+008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214861960977401538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SF7pUvDBRsI/AAAAAAAAA3g/dvQeYjaHem0/s400/fridge+008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Andrus fridge: by shelf (*must haves)- ONLY IF YOU'RE REALLY BORED&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Diet Coke of every shape and flavor*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Crystal light of every flavor*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Skim Milk*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lots of pumped breast milk (always 3 on hand in the fridge)***&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fresh fruit and Andrus Grandparents canned fruit&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Glucosamine&lt;/span&gt; drink for J every morning*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fat free tapioca pudding snacks&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;carrot sticks (always great for when you poke your head in the fridge and you're NOT hungry)*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;frosting (great for spreading on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Graham&lt;/span&gt; crackers..when you're not hungry) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Deli meat&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Laughing cow light cheese wedges*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Brie cheese&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;part skim mozzarella&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Turkey pepperoni*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Light sour cream&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Leftovers (that we never eat)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Low fat Cottage Cheese* (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Knudsen's&lt;/span&gt; is the best by far)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Leftovers from Whole Foods* (what would I do without that place?!?!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Uncooked tortillas from Costco (the bomb)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hummus*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Salsa*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Blueberries and normally strawberries from Costco&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mango chutney&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Produce-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;corn, asparagus, and anything else &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; great on the BBQ*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Spinach for salads*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;apples*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I won't even get into the condiments in the side door, let's just say I love condiments. The number one must have: "I Can't Believe It's Not Butter" spray. Yummo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214862086343462706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SF7pcCEnjzI/AAAAAAAAA3o/UwC5Cy0m61M/s400/fridge+010.JPG" border="0" /&gt; The freezer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Most importantly - lots of pumped milk&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Costco leftovers- pork tenderloins,turkey burger, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;prosciutto&lt;/span&gt;, cheeses, nuts, breads, berries, chicken noodle soup, tortillas, etc...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SF7pNydg4MI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/l1JrO6TcZ1o/s1600-h/fridge+011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214861841634746562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SF7pNydg4MI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/l1JrO6TcZ1o/s400/fridge+011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And the most &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;important&lt;/span&gt; shelf of the kitchen, cereals galore! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Jer&lt;/span&gt; and I could live on cereal and I think without me, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Jer&lt;/span&gt; would. We always have a full shelf dedicated to our cereals. My faves are All Bran or Fiber One in the morning, Oatmeal Squares for a snack, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Oh's&lt;/span&gt; for dessert. We also love Low fat Wheat Thins, Baked Cheddar and Sour Cream Ruffles, almonds, Fiber One bars, and a new favorite, Low Fat Brown Sugar and Cinnamon Pop Tarts..for when you're craving a little something sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214863892293283906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SF7rFJwm8EI/AAAAAAAAA3w/RMe5oxyrUkM/s400/fridge+2+002.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Of course I wouldn't want to post without a picture of my little &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;missy&lt;/span&gt;. As a proud parent, I know I always post about how great she is, which she is. But, I think she is starting the teethe. She has seemed out of sorts all day and is biting my finger much more than usual. Hence....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214864107016405554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SF7rRpqlwjI/AAAAAAAAA34/7wzMtaUjOx0/s400/sad+001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Poor little girl. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8791274979639701610-5595221088939011072?l=jkandrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jkandrus.blogspot.com/feeds/5595221088939011072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8791274979639701610&amp;postID=5595221088939011072' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791274979639701610/posts/default/5595221088939011072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791274979639701610/posts/default/5595221088939011072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jkandrus.blogspot.com/2008/06/whats-in-your-fridge.html' title='What&apos;s in your fridge?'/><author><name>JKAndrus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00691905035411734649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SF7pUvDBRsI/AAAAAAAAA3g/dvQeYjaHem0/s72-c/fridge+008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791274979639701610.post-6745309512830369912</id><published>2008-06-15T21:11:00.010-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T22:39:39.788-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rollin' on Father's Day</title><content type='html'>Happy Father's Day to Jeremy, we love you so much and had a great day celebrating! &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SFXbsIZoJ-I/AAAAAAAAA3I/MRXKw1R9NAI/s1600-h/fathers+day+036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212313694966917090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SFXbsIZoJ-I/AAAAAAAAA3I/MRXKw1R9NAI/s320/fathers+day+036.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jeremy loves Lucky Charms (especially the marshmallows) so Audrey and I made him a huge bowl of only marshmallows. Needless to say, he has a stomach ache right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SFXbjb0qSOI/AAAAAAAAA3A/CoKg0i0yrQE/s1600-h/fathers+day+022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212313545561753826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SFXbjb0qSOI/AAAAAAAAA3A/CoKg0i0yrQE/s320/fathers+day+022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a momentous event happen at the Andrus household today. Audrey rolled over!! Funny how a baby can go from never rolling over to every time she's on her tummy rolling over. We're so proud of her. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212312824855845186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SFXa5e--2UI/AAAAAAAAA2w/YZGM9BMtpWE/s320/fathers+day+027.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SFXbJJgWO0I/AAAAAAAAA24/a94ESyWCAvQ/s1600-h/fathers+day+023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212313093968116546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SFXbJJgWO0I/AAAAAAAAA24/a94ESyWCAvQ/s320/fathers+day+023.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Audrey is so proud of her new rolling...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SFXarg9odHI/AAAAAAAAA2o/MKQeIQ-Z56I/s1600-h/fathers+day+032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212312584868885618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SFXarg9odHI/AAAAAAAAA2o/MKQeIQ-Z56I/s320/fathers+day+032.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We had the Andrus clan over for a BBQ tonight. Audrey doesn't get along very well with her cousins, but we're working on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212313844201165666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SFXb00V2E2I/AAAAAAAAA3Q/sq9BBfTs16c/s320/fathers+day+038.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Earlier in the week we had a neighborhood pizza party in our newly landscaped back yard. It still has a little ways to go but we are really enjoying our new driveway and front and back yard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SFXaiAPr45I/AAAAAAAAA2g/680qnn5HbrE/s1600-h/fathers+day+017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212312421467415442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SFXaiAPr45I/AAAAAAAAA2g/680qnn5HbrE/s320/fathers+day+017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SFXaZAgW5GI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/9aSvJiTheJY/s1600-h/fathers+day+016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212312266918519906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SFXaZAgW5GI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/9aSvJiTheJY/s320/fathers+day+016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SFXaPUWF7TI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/fyUthfTkjBE/s1600-h/fathers+day+018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212312100445482290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SFXaPUWF7TI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/fyUthfTkjBE/s320/fathers+day+018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; One last gush over the best father I could ever dream of for Audrey. I knew &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Jer&lt;/span&gt; would be a fantastic dad, but never knew how great it would be to see him love Audrey the way he does. He is always so excited to get her up in the morning and sing to her as he changes her diaper. He is so patient, funny, silly, and loving. Audrey is the luckiest girl in the whole wide world. WE LOVE YOU!!&lt;/div&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/8791274979639701610-6745309512830369912?l=jkandrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jkandrus.blogspot.com/feeds/6745309512830369912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8791274979639701610&amp;postID=6745309512830369912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791274979639701610/posts/default/6745309512830369912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791274979639701610/posts/default/6745309512830369912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jkandrus.blogspot.com/2008/06/rollin-on-fathers-day.html' title='Rollin&apos; on Father&apos;s Day'/><author><name>JKAndrus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00691905035411734649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SFXbsIZoJ-I/AAAAAAAAA3I/MRXKw1R9NAI/s72-c/fathers+day+036.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791274979639701610.post-3028254172093892455</id><published>2008-06-13T20:47:00.011-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T22:39:41.232-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Disposition</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SFMyOsaV-2I/AAAAAAAAA2A/KNgfq5J4RPo/s1600-h/LW4N9197.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After a fun lunch at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Skipolinis&lt;/span&gt; with the girls a couple of days ago, Audrey and I headed over to my dad's office to say hello.  There was a photographer there who said he would take some shots of Audrey.  So, here are her 4 1/2 month pics. Personally I think this girl is the cutest, liveliest, HAPPIEST baby I know. She just keeps getting more adorable and spunkier by the day!! I love her personality, smile, and happy disposition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SFMyA1ryjII/AAAAAAAAA1w/fhAziRBD68I/s1600-h/LW4N9189.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211564183789931650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SFMyA1ryjII/AAAAAAAAA1w/fhAziRBD68I/s320/LW4N9189.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SFMx4HAnOVI/AAAAAAAAA1o/LvQVHpRSEsc/s1600-h/LW4N9221.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211564033821849938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SFMx4HAnOVI/AAAAAAAAA1o/LvQVHpRSEsc/s320/LW4N9221.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SFMxyB3gbOI/AAAAAAAAA1g/bnQLyOenaCY/s1600-h/LW4N9194.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211563929362263266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SFMxyB3gbOI/AAAAAAAAA1g/bnQLyOenaCY/s320/LW4N9194.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SFMxsaxHe9I/AAAAAAAAA1Y/pebXpinIv9Q/s1600-h/LW4N9197.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211563832967134162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SFMxsaxHe9I/AAAAAAAAA1Y/pebXpinIv9Q/s320/LW4N9197.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SFMxoA5pIxI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/7yLBMVqIMko/s1600-h/LW4N9218.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211563757304095506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SFMxoA5pIxI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/7yLBMVqIMko/s320/LW4N9218.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211564335080619266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SFMyJpSTPQI/AAAAAAAAA14/Mun1WfbBAY8/s320/LW4N9214.jpg" border="0" /&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/8791274979639701610-3028254172093892455?l=jkandrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jkandrus.blogspot.com/feeds/3028254172093892455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8791274979639701610&amp;postID=3028254172093892455' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791274979639701610/posts/default/3028254172093892455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791274979639701610/posts/default/3028254172093892455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jkandrus.blogspot.com/2008/06/happy-disposition.html' title='Happy Disposition'/><author><name>JKAndrus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00691905035411734649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SFMyA1ryjII/AAAAAAAAA1w/fhAziRBD68I/s72-c/LW4N9189.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791274979639701610.post-8703203955507339547</id><published>2008-06-11T21:59:00.013-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T22:39:42.768-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Santa Barbara</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Audrey and I had the opportunity to go down to Santa Barbara to celebrate her Great Grandma Ruth's 88&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; birthday. Jeremy was on his annual golf trip with his &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;BYU&lt;/span&gt; buddies and was sorry to have missed the weekend. We had awesome weather(no June gloom yet) and kept busy shopping, running on the beach, eating a lot, and spending time with Grandma Ruth, Nellie, and the rest of the family. We also visited Beth and her cute boyfriend &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Braaaandon&lt;/span&gt;. :) Sorry Brandon, the picture with you wasn't the best one of Audrey and to be honest, me! &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SFCf7wp7xnI/AAAAAAAAA0w/MXXgKiT_9nQ/s1600-h/santa+barbara+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210840617889547890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SFCf7wp7xnI/AAAAAAAAA0w/MXXgKiT_9nQ/s320/santa+barbara+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We indulged in the marvelous brunch at the Four Season &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Biltmore&lt;/span&gt; which is a longstanding Moore family favorite. I thought between holding Audrey and feeding her I would forgo 1,000 calories or so, but somehow I still managed to down A LOT of food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210844560588890658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SFCjhQWtYiI/AAAAAAAAA04/cy01URcJMlc/s320/santa+barbara+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom and I trying to get Audrey to smile, do we look excited or what!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SFCfzZXqSEI/AAAAAAAAA0g/HFvZHFhf7XI/s1600-h/santa+barbara+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210840474199935042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SFCfzZXqSEI/AAAAAAAAA0g/HFvZHFhf7XI/s320/santa+barbara+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole cast of characters&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SFCftyGx0ZI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/obDSL0In9lo/s1600-h/santa+barbara+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210840377760797074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SFCftyGx0ZI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/obDSL0In9lo/s320/santa+barbara+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SFCfoScXBaI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/xvsQDqUom8I/s1600-h/santa+barbara+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210840283362035106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SFCfoScXBaI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/xvsQDqUom8I/s320/santa+barbara+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After Santa Barbara we headed up to Walnut Creek for a couple of days while &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Jer&lt;/span&gt; was at a conference in Dallas. Audrey had her first road trip and it went pretty well. She slept for the first half (2.5 hours) and then was entertained by me for the second half. I think my parents were getting a little tired of the baby talk and seemingly constant stops to feed and change her. Honestly, I think I prefer to fly!&lt;br /&gt;Audrey is still having a tough time when other people hold her. Here she is at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Panera&lt;/span&gt; Bread giving me the annoyed "why is Grandma holding me and you're not" look. We really need to break this habit..soon. If there are any suggestions out there I am all ears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SFCfjU79pwI/AAAAAAAAA0I/-JtQfOM2qD8/s1600-h/santa+barbara+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210840198132115202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SFCfjU79pwI/AAAAAAAAA0I/-JtQfOM2qD8/s320/santa+barbara+012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;It was a great week but we missed &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Jer&lt;/span&gt; a lot. Happy Birthday Grandma, I hope I can be as spry and sharp as you are when I'm 88. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;One last shout out to Meg Honey. We forgot to get a picture, but it was great to see you and your darling house. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210847381773733810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SFCmFeFlz7I/AAAAAAAAA1I/rLd4dZbK-n0/s200/ST0811~My-Honey-Bee-Posters.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8791274979639701610-8703203955507339547?l=jkandrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jkandrus.blogspot.com/feeds/8703203955507339547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8791274979639701610&amp;postID=8703203955507339547' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791274979639701610/posts/default/8703203955507339547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791274979639701610/posts/default/8703203955507339547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jkandrus.blogspot.com/2008/06/santa-barbara.html' title='Santa Barbara'/><author><name>JKAndrus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00691905035411734649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SFCf7wp7xnI/AAAAAAAAA0w/MXXgKiT_9nQ/s72-c/santa+barbara+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791274979639701610.post-5994190461453881300</id><published>2008-06-04T20:47:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T22:39:43.281-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Words....</title><content type='html'>I was at the airport the other day and needed a book. I saw the book &lt;em&gt;Me Talk Pretty One day&lt;/em&gt; and thought that I had heard great things from friends at church about how good this book was. Audrey fell asleep on the plane, so I had over an hour to start it and couldn't understand why I had heard such great things about this (in my opinion) terrible book. It's all about a gay &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;meth&lt;/span&gt; addict and was not what I had in mind. Now I do have to say, I only read 80 or so pages so maybe it gets better but I doubt it. As I was reading a blog tonight, I saw the title &lt;em&gt;These Is My Words...&lt;/em&gt;that was the book I was looking for. Don't they kind of sound alike...words, talk?? &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had to laugh because something tells me they probably have nothing in common but the incorrect &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;grammar&lt;/span&gt; in their titles. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208228879710172450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SEdYklwONSI/AAAAAAAAAzw/fMn-aIj-0jo/s200/metalkpretty-704002.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208229226020978914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SEdY4v3JwOI/AAAAAAAAAz4/YGcZp0NKZIU/s200/these.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Moral of the story THANK GOODNESS FOR BLOGS!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On a sad note, I read the saddest blog I have ever seen today. I was in tears as I read how this family's blog turned from a glimpse into their 2 year &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;old's&lt;/span&gt; life to her funeral. As a mother, I can't even imagine what these parents are going through. I held Audrey much closer than normal today and prayed for their family as they endure this terrible tragedy. They live up in Park City and I'm sure could use all of our prayers. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://jacksonparkcity.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://jacksonparkcity.blogspot.com/&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/8791274979639701610-5994190461453881300?l=jkandrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jkandrus.blogspot.com/feeds/5994190461453881300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8791274979639701610&amp;postID=5994190461453881300' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791274979639701610/posts/default/5994190461453881300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791274979639701610/posts/default/5994190461453881300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jkandrus.blogspot.com/2008/06/words.html' title='Words....'/><author><name>JKAndrus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00691905035411734649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SEdYklwONSI/AAAAAAAAAzw/fMn-aIj-0jo/s72-c/metalkpretty-704002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791274979639701610.post-7723489715904263509</id><published>2008-06-03T16:12:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T22:39:44.136-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So Sad</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SEXCAAlSsFI/AAAAAAAAAzI/aJy_VSeHI6k/s1600-h/needle.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207781849536049234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SEXCAAlSsFI/AAAAAAAAAzI/aJy_VSeHI6k/s320/needle.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Audrey had her four month doctor appointment today which I have been dreading because of the 4 shots she had to have. I really think giving a tiny baby 4 shots at once is mean. The poor little helpless girl had no idea what was coming and screamed bloody murder when the nurse started. It is the worst feeling in the world to not be able to help your child as they cry in pain. So sad!! The doctor said she is doing great and is a consistent 25% in length, weight, and head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;On a happier note (for Jeremy), Jeremy played golf yesterday with D. Williams (Guard for the Utah Jazz) and talked with him about doing a signature headphone. Despite my request, there was no picture taken so... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207784288092666162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SEXEN86fuTI/AAAAAAAAAzY/IfVuaFQ7vJE/s200/CIMG0220%5B1%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;+&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207785130860758786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SEXE_AeERwI/AAAAAAAAAzo/PeWApRkaz9I/s200/deron.bmp" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;+&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207784775364219794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SEXEqUJFk5I/AAAAAAAAAzg/z8x0wSnJMn0/s200/golf_course_shot.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Great day for Jeremy!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8791274979639701610-7723489715904263509?l=jkandrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jkandrus.blogspot.com/feeds/7723489715904263509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8791274979639701610&amp;postID=7723489715904263509' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791274979639701610/posts/default/7723489715904263509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791274979639701610/posts/default/7723489715904263509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jkandrus.blogspot.com/2008/06/so-sad.html' title='So Sad'/><author><name>JKAndrus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00691905035411734649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SEXCAAlSsFI/AAAAAAAAAzI/aJy_VSeHI6k/s72-c/needle.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791274979639701610.post-4795281015376616785</id><published>2008-05-30T13:21:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T22:39:44.954-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The WC</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; Audrey and I flew back to Walnut Creek this week to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;surprise&lt;/span&gt; my dad at a party he was throwing for his work. We had a great time and he was thrilled we came. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SEBUdVC9PoI/AAAAAAAAAyg/uBgjiPQxUP4/s1600-h/P1010212.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206254032082779778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SEBUdVC9PoI/AAAAAAAAAyg/uBgjiPQxUP4/s320/P1010212.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207128573230319058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SENv2UsuBdI/AAAAAAAAAzA/lLfFxo6h4Qo/s320/mdwc" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandpa and little poops&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SEBUMybIyZI/AAAAAAAAAyY/FCGH8hwlViI/s1600-h/P1010208.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206253747911051666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SEBUMybIyZI/AAAAAAAAAyY/FCGH8hwlViI/s320/P1010208.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Does everyone love where they grew up or is it just me? I love Walnut Creek and truly think it is a little piece of heaven. There is a great downtown area with fabulous shopping, really good restaurants all over, a fun night life, lots of swim clubs, parks, recreational activities, great neighborhoods, the weather (for me) is perfect, San Francisco is 30 minutes away, the beach is an hour and a half away, and skiing is 3 hours away. I know I'm biased, but I loved growing up there and have so much fun &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;every time&lt;/span&gt; I go back. It is a beautiful, quaint, but not too quaint town and I love it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207126014342294034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SENthYGRahI/AAAAAAAAAyw/zuYalR4IYyg/s320/walnutcreek.bmp" border="0" /&gt;Walnut Creek, CA&lt;/div&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/8791274979639701610-4795281015376616785?l=jkandrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jkandrus.blogspot.com/feeds/4795281015376616785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8791274979639701610&amp;postID=4795281015376616785' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791274979639701610/posts/default/4795281015376616785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791274979639701610/posts/default/4795281015376616785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jkandrus.blogspot.com/2008/05/wc.html' title='The WC'/><author><name>JKAndrus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00691905035411734649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SEBUdVC9PoI/AAAAAAAAAyg/uBgjiPQxUP4/s72-c/P1010212.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791274979639701610.post-4675070083483666715</id><published>2008-05-28T21:54:00.009-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T22:39:45.964-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mr. President</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SD4ppTkxHjI/AAAAAAAAAxw/fA18UOI1nGI/s1600-h/moore+christmas+018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205644008892735026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SD4ppTkxHjI/AAAAAAAAAxw/fA18UOI1nGI/s400/moore+christmas+018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I have some very exciting news to share. Jeremy was promoted to President of Skullcandy today. I am so thrilled for him and feel that he couldn't be more deserving. He is such a hard worker and has put his heart, time, and energy into the company. It has been really amazing to watch the company grow over the last 3 years and to see the impact Jeremy has had. We were at the annual company BBQ tonight, and as I stood amongst the catered dinner with over 50 people there, I couldn't believe that only 2 years ago there were only 8 employees and the accountant was manning the grill. I couldn't be more happy for Jer and know he will continue to "kill it"!! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205646358239845954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SD4ryDkxHkI/AAAAAAAAAx4/dGqV_LN0Vzk/s400/Skull_Candy-1159620731skullcandy_logo.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Check out Skullcandy at your local Best Buy, Target, Circuit City, FYE, or local Skate/Surf "core" shop! Some of my favorite girlie headphones are:&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205647543650819666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SD4s3DkxHlI/AAAAAAAAAyA/7aEbGnSJSdM/s320/pink.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205647655319969378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SD4s9jkxHmI/AAAAAAAAAyI/Cht8MVoNdms/s320/buds.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205647749809249906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SD4tDDkxHnI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/DWv0Hi4tEK8/s320/skullcandy-hesh.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8791274979639701610-4675070083483666715?l=jkandrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jkandrus.blogspot.com/feeds/4675070083483666715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8791274979639701610&amp;postID=4675070083483666715' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791274979639701610/posts/default/4675070083483666715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791274979639701610/posts/default/4675070083483666715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jkandrus.blogspot.com/2008/05/mr-president.html' title='Mr. President'/><author><name>JKAndrus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00691905035411734649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SD4ppTkxHjI/AAAAAAAAAxw/fA18UOI1nGI/s72-c/moore+christmas+018.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791274979639701610.post-935662688727060528</id><published>2008-05-26T20:36:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T22:39:47.207-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Love" for our Anniversary</title><content type='html'>For our second anniversary Jer got us tickets to see Beatles Love in Las Vegas this weekend.  We had an awesome time and LOVED the show, it's a must see. Audrey was a great little traveling companion and enjoyed (or slept through) lots of shopping, checking out new hotels on the strip, and a little R &amp;amp; R at the Mandalay Beach. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SDt0NjkxHhI/AAAAAAAAAxg/DRFEoURmozg/s1600-h/vegas+019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204881570593316370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SDt0NjkxHhI/AAAAAAAAAxg/DRFEoURmozg/s400/vegas+019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My two favorite people in the whole wide world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SDt0ETkxHgI/AAAAAAAAAxY/YQs-Iiq8w4c/s1600-h/vegas+009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204881411679526402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SDt0ETkxHgI/AAAAAAAAAxY/YQs-Iiq8w4c/s400/vegas+009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SDtz_zkxHfI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/l89Oio9pnq8/s1600-h/vegas+015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204881334370115058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SDtz_zkxHfI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/l89Oio9pnq8/s400/vegas+015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204881226995932642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SDtz5jkxHeI/AAAAAAAAAxI/UdO3iNO_tEo/s400/vegas+008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SDtz0DkxHdI/AAAAAAAAAxA/lXWrhKIU8mM/s1600-h/vegas+001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204881132506652114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SDtz0DkxHdI/AAAAAAAAAxA/lXWrhKIU8mM/s400/vegas+001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204881854061157922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SDt0eDkxHiI/AAAAAAAAAxo/E7Onllj8nd8/s400/vegas+021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Thank you Jer for a wonderful weekend!  I feel so blessed to have married such an awesome man.  I have had such a great two years filled with fun, special times, travel, laughter and most of all a growing love for my husband and father of Audrey.  He truly is a remarkable father and my best friend. I can't wait to see what the next 10, 20, 50 years have in store for us, I know it's going to be great! Happy Anniversary! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8791274979639701610-935662688727060528?l=jkandrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jkandrus.blogspot.com/feeds/935662688727060528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8791274979639701610&amp;postID=935662688727060528' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791274979639701610/posts/default/935662688727060528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791274979639701610/posts/default/935662688727060528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jkandrus.blogspot.com/2008/05/love-for-our-anniversary.html' title='&quot;Love&quot; for our Anniversary'/><author><name>JKAndrus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00691905035411734649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SDt0NjkxHhI/AAAAAAAAAxg/DRFEoURmozg/s72-c/vegas+019.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791274979639701610.post-6814798683962431653</id><published>2008-05-19T20:56:00.009-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T22:39:48.773-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Whooooooa Dude</title><content type='html'>Yes, that's my husband!  Jeremy really doesn't get enough face time on the blog, but these pictures make up for it! I am so glad I didn't realize how EXTREME this heliskiing trip was before he left. Here are some shots of his trip in Valdez Alaska, we are so glad he made it back safe and sound. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SDI_hDTS2yI/AAAAAAAAAw4/o5zs_45LiSI/s1600-h/jer+heliski+184.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202290356620811042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SDI_hDTS2yI/AAAAAAAAAw4/o5zs_45LiSI/s400/jer+heliski+184.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SDI_RjTS2xI/AAAAAAAAAww/JXNxQYYA7mo/s1600-h/jer+heliski+151.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202290090332838674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SDI_RjTS2xI/AAAAAAAAAww/JXNxQYYA7mo/s400/jer+heliski+151.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SDI_EjTS2wI/AAAAAAAAAwo/AHsqYJP0xuQ/s1600-h/jer+heliski+133.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202289866994539266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SDI_EjTS2wI/AAAAAAAAAwo/AHsqYJP0xuQ/s400/jer+heliski+133.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SDI-7jTS2vI/AAAAAAAAAwg/noyJP52goiM/s1600-h/jer+heliski+121.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202289712375716594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SDI-7jTS2vI/AAAAAAAAAwg/noyJP52goiM/s400/jer+heliski+121.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SDI-ujTS2uI/AAAAAAAAAwY/VB-zV2O6N_8/s1600-h/jer+heliski+093.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202289489037417186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SDI-ujTS2uI/AAAAAAAAAwY/VB-zV2O6N_8/s400/jer+heliski+093.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SDI-aDTS2tI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/b_HFLBKnGb0/s1600-h/jer+heliski+108.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202289136850098898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SDI-aDTS2tI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/b_HFLBKnGb0/s400/jer+heliski+108.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SDI-HjTS2sI/AAAAAAAAAwI/wuDa1yZ9cCc/s1600-h/jer+heliski+084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202288819022518978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SDI-HjTS2sI/AAAAAAAAAwI/wuDa1yZ9cCc/s400/jer+heliski+084.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/8791274979639701610-6814798683962431653?l=jkandrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jkandrus.blogspot.com/feeds/6814798683962431653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8791274979639701610&amp;postID=6814798683962431653' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791274979639701610/posts/default/6814798683962431653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791274979639701610/posts/default/6814798683962431653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jkandrus.blogspot.com/2008/05/whooooooa-dude.html' title='Whooooooa Dude'/><author><name>JKAndrus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00691905035411734649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SDI_hDTS2yI/AAAAAAAAAw4/o5zs_45LiSI/s72-c/jer+heliski+184.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791274979639701610.post-8373989414539980756</id><published>2008-05-18T21:50:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T22:39:49.200-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Smiley</title><content type='html'>Audrey had a great week this week.  She is loving the great weather and the being outside more.  We are having our driveway redone, which is quite a process, and she loves to sit in the backyard on the blanket and watch the workers and enjoy the sunshine (in the shade of course).  She is quite the talker lately and Jeremy and I love to listen to her "talk" and talk and talk. She smiles and laughs more every week and is so much fun. She loves the Baby Bjorn and had her fist visit to the grocery store in it, talk about sensory overload. She smiled and laughed the whole time. We took her to Ruth's Diner and the neighborhood Carnival on Saturday and she couldn't get enough of both, she talked and smiled the whole time. (SO CUTE!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SDD5KDTS2rI/AAAAAAAAAwA/Zo21sv13aFg/s1600-h/carnival+001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201931520693164722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SDD5KDTS2rI/AAAAAAAAAwA/Zo21sv13aFg/s400/carnival+001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Neighborhood Carnival&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I love to people watch and I think Audrey has taken after her mother in this respect. Whenever there are people around or a lot of action, she gets so happy and could watch for hours. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know these posts may be a little too much for some but this is our only family "journal" as of right now. I want to remember these little cute things that may sound a little &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;redundant&lt;/span&gt; to some. She is growing up so quickly I can't believe it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8791274979639701610-8373989414539980756?l=jkandrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jkandrus.blogspot.com/feeds/8373989414539980756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8791274979639701610&amp;postID=8373989414539980756' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791274979639701610/posts/default/8373989414539980756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791274979639701610/posts/default/8373989414539980756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jkandrus.blogspot.com/2008/05/smiley.html' title='Smiley'/><author><name>JKAndrus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00691905035411734649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SDD5KDTS2rI/AAAAAAAAAwA/Zo21sv13aFg/s72-c/carnival+001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791274979639701610.post-5327444002039260103</id><published>2008-05-13T20:53:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T22:39:49.406-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Like Mother like Daughter</title><content type='html'>We had a Young Women's activity tonight for church where we celebrated Mother's Day. We told the girls to dress like their moms and the moms to dress like their daughters.  I just couldn't resist the opportunity to sport a headband..they are so festive and fun and Audrey only got a little upset when she saw I raided her headband/bow drawer. (Yes it has turned into a whole drawer!)&lt;br /&gt; On a side note, I love these little seats for babies. This one is the Prince Lionheart bébéPOD Baby Chair.  It is great to be able to have them eye level when you're in the kitchen and she loves to be able to sit upright on her own and she doesn't fall over. A must have! &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SCpUZDTS2qI/AAAAAAAAAv4/8EMjwpqXp_I/s1600-h/headband+066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200061509112355490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SCpUZDTS2qI/AAAAAAAAAv4/8EMjwpqXp_I/s400/headband+066.JPG" 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/8791274979639701610-5327444002039260103?l=jkandrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jkandrus.blogspot.com/feeds/5327444002039260103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8791274979639701610&amp;postID=5327444002039260103' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791274979639701610/posts/default/5327444002039260103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8791274979639701610/posts/default/5327444002039260103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jkandrus.blogspot.com/2008/05/like-mother-like-daughter.html' title='Like Mother like Daughter'/><author><name>JKAndrus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00691905035411734649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quxd4OrzT1U/SCpUZDTS2qI/AAAAAAAAAv4/8EMjwpqXp_I/s72-c/headband+066.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry></feed>
