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I know, I know it's been forever since the last time I posted anything to my blog. But today is the first day of school and I have decided that I should give myself homework. I need to start to Journal our lives. I can't believe that I have lost more than two years of time. Live with four kids has gotten away from me. It's crazy but I really do love it. <br />
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Now to tell you a little about our first day of school. Daylen is now the oldest in the school 6th grade. I can't believe that he is already that old. He's getting so big I can't believe he's already 12. Oh Daylen we love you so much. He has two teachers this year Mrs. Brown and Mr.Gastelum. I think he's really excited that it is his last year of elementary. Reese is in 5th grade. They moved the 5th grade classes out in the portables so he's outside. Pretty crazy I just can't believe how big they are both getting. Reese has Miss Moss and Mrs. Skousen this year. And for our baby boy the big K. I can't believe that he is in Kindergarten. When did this happen. I remember being so excited when Daylen and Reese started Kindergarten but I think I actually got tears in my eyes today while we were meeting his teacher. I'm having a hard time even thinking about when Lily is going to be in Kindergarten. But Mason was so excited to finally be in the big school with Daylen and Reese. Today was a really good day. I think it's also going to be a good year.<br />
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Heather did such a good job. Heather and Ryker, Arla and Kale, Kristy Boston and Parker, Becky and Hudson, and Mason and I we there. It was so fun. We had pizza, decorated cookies, and exchanged Valentines. I'm so mad I didn't get a picture of Arla and Kale. Sorry Arla you will have to e-mail me the one from your camera. Thanks Heather it was a blast!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgThO2jXOaQFqCUUQdOoJbWbOvo9ZAG5um5ShO1Uz7OMtlYrangzlsYa65XhdREIL7WDkr1oakM8w2WbKPKs25W_JdIUi_u2H6qlgnpydA3iG8iJ3PHnvjzoyuOm1Kbwyu2MMQxDpwCxa5/s1600-h/IMG_1924.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgThO2jXOaQFqCUUQdOoJbWbOvo9ZAG5um5ShO1Uz7OMtlYrangzlsYa65XhdREIL7WDkr1oakM8w2WbKPKs25W_JdIUi_u2H6qlgnpydA3iG8iJ3PHnvjzoyuOm1Kbwyu2MMQxDpwCxa5/s400/IMG_1924.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437005312915642626" border="0" /></a><br />Here's a picture of all the boys together on the couch. They are so cute! Poor Lily is surrounded by boys everywhere she goes.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQwLw-FAEDLcy3Bzf9F2rAn84U9xRaA6GJk-t56epWm3W70bGma2_o2ULJjCuVoEi1LZCwj38LDys0GDEtustn5xXanBN851OCu5QLMc4j252kY2ZmHR0SgI-F8Y07NwZb8vc_A1EwsEJF/s1600-h/IMG_1925-1.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQwLw-FAEDLcy3Bzf9F2rAn84U9xRaA6GJk-t56epWm3W70bGma2_o2ULJjCuVoEi1LZCwj38LDys0GDEtustn5xXanBN851OCu5QLMc4j252kY2ZmHR0SgI-F8Y07NwZb8vc_A1EwsEJF/s400/IMG_1925-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437005396015125266" border="0" /></a><br />This is Mason not cooperating and sitting on the other couch and not with the other little ones. What a stinker!!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSC7Ul3pVpEqmqGzklU2XS7gnb69Nl6Ku2uWLDNITYneyCRzezyJzRxcKHDeKfQZBrnmSHWwbOgEKjHoJcNCjUZgr3j1rPUIIPOPi9WCuH-EHhauIQUATXFNWr5iMt-DOqo7u5orofQIj6/s1600-h/IMG_1917.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSC7Ul3pVpEqmqGzklU2XS7gnb69Nl6Ku2uWLDNITYneyCRzezyJzRxcKHDeKfQZBrnmSHWwbOgEKjHoJcNCjUZgr3j1rPUIIPOPi9WCuH-EHhauIQUATXFNWr5iMt-DOqo7u5orofQIj6/s400/IMG_1917.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437004749098612914" border="0" /></a><br />My little man and Me!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCXc4n5qH2EWwaKVYnRDUdOn7s6mdAPowy0AYbu_gyvEQHkKRu_HdLkajhSNuQ6Gxlf6AiZrA84QLbG_k9BB3RTHQTJ_Hkm55i_hfluFV5BPSU_FaokIAxvvTB_qZ1vv4QxPNS-gS_FQcG/s1600-h/IMG_1915.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCXc4n5qH2EWwaKVYnRDUdOn7s6mdAPowy0AYbu_gyvEQHkKRu_HdLkajhSNuQ6Gxlf6AiZrA84QLbG_k9BB3RTHQTJ_Hkm55i_hfluFV5BPSU_FaokIAxvvTB_qZ1vv4QxPNS-gS_FQcG/s400/IMG_1915.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437004535169768466" border="0" /></a><br />Heather and Ryker<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirtKnfffmNnmP-gqRDIXy7DhnneCQHVyXXSYprN8oDFmy99uecgqIl6gm38uiqpSSErLNDzlMadljzviQshzT41SKXuGfEzP6Rbhv6y4gZPPI3q7WRAreRiUmsLMxhYRWmfOPT4OL9pjnG/s1600-h/IMG_1919-1.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirtKnfffmNnmP-gqRDIXy7DhnneCQHVyXXSYprN8oDFmy99uecgqIl6gm38uiqpSSErLNDzlMadljzviQshzT41SKXuGfEzP6Rbhv6y4gZPPI3q7WRAreRiUmsLMxhYRWmfOPT4OL9pjnG/s400/IMG_1919-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437004321223043970" border="0" /></a><br />Kristy and Boston<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0E8l2mLufhnLawrAMiGf5NjJQsVat27vXqbQFi3wQZwqaEFoMS7vfsGcjEG0SorBa_IRcauFSHdBk_Rd8Qre8kMQoDdGwB_0w3zyWIlXoX-NJpWrRIXgDlZ0M96OgHlgMkxh5886L9qkB/s1600-h/IMG_1918.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0E8l2mLufhnLawrAMiGf5NjJQsVat27vXqbQFi3wQZwqaEFoMS7vfsGcjEG0SorBa_IRcauFSHdBk_Rd8Qre8kMQoDdGwB_0w3zyWIlXoX-NJpWrRIXgDlZ0M96OgHlgMkxh5886L9qkB/s400/IMG_1918.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437004170602504834" border="0" /></a><br />Becky and Hudson<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmcqVAuK5noDYpx143JyHGQmHGWpPjKviCMlzLorxeTcD6RPoJBnOLWXpOowfQXv9L__IIwtb5Uce-cYcEJI8BvxJ4e6wc3BpmYRKknJsSjkjeaKBDhacrtDRxpJmSU-05f7Hh77yNIGe2/s1600-h/24336_1217556880678_1281551994_30512624_8051986_n.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmcqVAuK5noDYpx143JyHGQmHGWpPjKviCMlzLorxeTcD6RPoJBnOLWXpOowfQXv9L__IIwtb5Uce-cYcEJI8BvxJ4e6wc3BpmYRKknJsSjkjeaKBDhacrtDRxpJmSU-05f7Hh77yNIGe2/s400/24336_1217556880678_1281551994_30512624_8051986_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441289445562046130" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Finally got the Picture of Arla and Kale. So cute!!<br /><a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"><img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/222/3C515059D438244A3FB1E84B666A2A43.png" style="border: medium none ; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /></a>Annette's Best Kept Secretshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04116295569699644560noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2035344437477914471.post-47311550754996409642010-02-01T12:00:00.000-08:002010-02-01T12:01:33.481-08:00We are the World!!<object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/jzw6GiqZyD0&color1=0xb1b1b1&color2=0xcfcfcf&hl=en_US&feature=player_embedded&fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jzw6GiqZyD0&color1=0xb1b1b1&color2=0xcfcfcf&hl=en_US&feature=player_embedded&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowScriptAccess="always" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br /><a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"><img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/222/3C515059D438244A3FB1E84B666A2A43.png" style="border: medium none ; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /></a>Annette's Best Kept Secretshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04116295569699644560noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2035344437477914471.post-43076028610558701482010-01-28T19:50:00.001-08:002010-01-28T21:42:58.135-08:00Viewer discretion is advised<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJIQ6ANUfoZw69dLYNgvRjXAcxQWO2UxzxAxIqFcwhp4h1RpKGd8Z_Fh8MYW4XNE-OQ9yw6wY_5xc_kP2RyX5wam2aE2T6bUCKSYY_ng770m0r4DAKKMO-XY2YevO-PFvYbqZC11b1AFem/s1600-h/crohn.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 393px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJIQ6ANUfoZw69dLYNgvRjXAcxQWO2UxzxAxIqFcwhp4h1RpKGd8Z_Fh8MYW4XNE-OQ9yw6wY_5xc_kP2RyX5wam2aE2T6bUCKSYY_ng770m0r4DAKKMO-XY2YevO-PFvYbqZC11b1AFem/s400/crohn.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432004224958866482" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Yes folks this is what my husbands intestines possibly look like. Crohn's disease something I wish my husband didn't have to deal with everyday. <br /><br /><a name="Overview">Overview</a> <div class="snippet"><p>Crohn's disease is a form of inflammatory bowel disease (IBD), which involves ongoing (chronic) inflammation of the gastrointestinal tract. Crohn's-related inflammation usually affects the intestines, but may occur anywhere from the mouth to the end of the rectum (anus).<span style="font-weight: bold;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="font-weight: bold;"></span>Causes of Crohn's Disease</p> <p>While the exact cause of Crohn's disease is unknown, researchers believe that inherited genes, environmental factors, and the immune system all play a role.</p> <p>Once closely linked to diet and anxiety, there is no clear evidence that either of these is a direct cause of Crohn's disease. However, stress and an unhealthy diet are associated with poor nutrition and may worsen symptoms.</p><p><span style="font-weight: bold;"></span></p></div><div class="subtitle"><a name="Symptoms"></a></div> <div class="snippet"><p>Symptoms depend on what part of the gastrointestinal tract is affected. Symptoms range from mild to severe, and can come and go with periods of flare-ups.</p><p>The main symptoms of Crohn's disease are:</p><ul><li>Crampy abdominal (belly area) pain</li><li>Fever</li><li>Fatigue</li><li>Persistent, watery diarrhea</li></ul><p>Other symptoms may include:</p><ul><li>Abdominal fullness and gas</li><li>Clotting problems (deep vein thrombosis)</li><li>Constipation</li><li>Eye inflammation</li><li>Fistulas (usually around the rectal area, may cause draining of pus, mucus, or stools)</li><li>Gastrointestinal bleeding</li><li>Joint pain</li><li>Kidney stones</li><li>Liver inflammation</li><li>Loss of appetite</li><li>Pain with passing stool (tenesmus)</li><li>Rectal bleeding and bloody stools</li><li>Skin rash</li><li>Swollen gums</li><li>Unintentional weight loss</li></ul></div>I'm not sure if my husband would appreciate the fact that I'm sharing all this information with you. But the fact is I have to remind myself time and time again that this is something my husband does have to live with everyday. There is not a cure for this disease. I also don't think there is enough awareness out there on this disease. <br /><br />I love my husband so much and to see him suffer kills me. And the reason I've decided to talk about this today is because I have watched him the last couple of weeks so sick and miserable. Yet he gets up every morning and goes to work. His work ethics are amazing. It doesn't matter how sick he is he suffers threw it. He is an amazing father and husband.<br /><br />I know this can't be an easy thing for him to have to deal with. Just tonight he had to give himself his bi-weekly injection. A medication called Humira. A medication without insurance would cost approx. $1600.00 a month. Humira is used to reduce the signs and symptoms of moderate to severe Crohn’s disease in adults who have not responded well to conventional treatments.<br /><br />It pains me to know that he can't remember how it feels to not have pain in or around his stomach area. I pray that someday in the near future that there will be a cure for this disease. That my husband will someday be pain free. <br /><span style="font-weight: bold;"></span><br /><a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"><img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/222/3C515059D438244A3FB1E84B666A2A43.png" style="border: medium none ; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /></a>Annette's Best Kept Secretshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04116295569699644560noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2035344437477914471.post-86906992222879527012010-01-25T21:57:00.001-08:002010-01-25T21:58:26.040-08:00Happy Birthday Mason!!<div><embed src="http://www.onetruemedia.com/share_view_player?p=a40a9638cd1d05906d54db" quality="high" scale="noscale" wmode="transparent" name="FLVPlayer" salign="LT" flashvars="&p=a40a9638cd1d05906d54db&skin_id=1704&host=http://www.onetruemedia.com" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" width="408" height="382"></embed><div style="margin: 0px; font-family: verdana,arial,sans-serif; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 12px; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; line-height: 20px; padding-bottom: 15px; width: 408px; text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.onetruemedia.com/landing?&utm_source=emplay&utm_medium=txt2" target="_blank" style="text-decoration: none;">Photo and video editing at <span style="text-decoration: underline;">www.OneTrueMedia.com</span></a></div></div>Annette's Best Kept Secretshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04116295569699644560noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2035344437477914471.post-69029436998122257072009-12-13T16:07:00.001-08:002009-12-13T16:07:32.291-08:00My BaBiEs!!<div><embed src="http://www.onetruemedia.com/share_view_player?p=a02deadded06b4efdf2bc0" quality="high" scale="noscale" width="408" height="382" wmode="transparent" name="FLVPlayer" salign="LT" flashvars="&p=a02deadded06b4efdf2bc0&skin_id=1702&host=http://www.onetruemedia.com" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"></embed><div style="margin:0px;font:12px/13px verdana,arial,sans-serif;line-height:20px;padding-bottom:15px;width:408px;text-align:center;"><a href="http://www.onetruemedia.com/landing?&utm_source=emplay&utm_medium=txt2" target="_blank" style="text-decoration:none;">Photo and video editing at <span style="text-decoration:underline;">www.OneTrueMedia.com</span></a></div></div><br /><br />Thanks Crystal!! I love them!!<br /><br /><a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"><img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/222/3C515059D438244A3FB1E84B666A2A43.png" style="border: medium none ; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /></a>Annette's Best Kept Secretshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04116295569699644560noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2035344437477914471.post-28264927618985480032009-11-30T20:34:00.000-08:002009-11-30T20:51:20.417-08:00Who's Who!!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHo4k9Jo3-FXFqYPxVcAGx3rf5b9ndgI0QprFLvKLA_IvPbue8TiseoB9GXCOwGv7h_FksfMdgbyekTjtmtgs4yu4EogL5zFWwkPuquoCf8Wot5BKOKtCn1cZgcNop49ZiuIvYd8F8QkrE/s1600/all+my+babies.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHo4k9Jo3-FXFqYPxVcAGx3rf5b9ndgI0QprFLvKLA_IvPbue8TiseoB9GXCOwGv7h_FksfMdgbyekTjtmtgs4yu4EogL5zFWwkPuquoCf8Wot5BKOKtCn1cZgcNop49ZiuIvYd8F8QkrE/s400/all+my+babies.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br />We pulled all the pictures out of the kids. It was fun to see how much they look alike. <br /><br /><br /><a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"><img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/222/3C515059D438244A3FB1E84B666A2A43.png" style="border: medium none ; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /></a><div style="clear: both;"><a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"><img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" align="middle" border="0" /></a></div>Annette's Best Kept Secretshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04116295569699644560noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2035344437477914471.post-46506494578482978132009-11-30T08:46:00.000-08:002009-11-30T08:48:38.306-08:00Welcome Lily!!<div><embed src="http://www.onetruemedia.com/share_view_player?p=9f0b4b0e44bd0de02b4899" quality="high" scale="noscale" wmode="transparent" name="FLVPlayer" salign="LT" flashvars="&p=9f0b4b0e44bd0de02b4899&skin_id=1705&host=http://www.onetruemedia.com" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" width="408" height="382"></embed><div style="margin: 0px; font-family: verdana,arial,sans-serif; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 12px; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; line-height: 20px; padding-bottom: 15px; width: 408px; text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.onetruemedia.com/landing?&utm_source=emplay&utm_medium=txt4" target="_blank" style="text-decoration: none;">Make an on-line slideshow at <span style="text-decoration: underline;">www.OneTrueMedia.com</span></a><br /></div></div><br /><br />Welcome Lily! Born 11/26/2009 at 11:55am. 7 lbs. 0 oz. and 19 inches long. She's such a wonderful baby. We feel so blessed to have her in our home.<br /><br /><br /><a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"><img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/222/3C515059D438244A3FB1E84B666A2A43.png" style="border: medium none ; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /></a>Annette's Best Kept Secretshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04116295569699644560noreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2035344437477914471.post-51652309369969276412009-11-17T20:32:00.000-08:002009-11-17T20:38:42.888-08:00So Excited!!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiD3uVp3fqU1IOeAoGEC08p2WVwINNEAXr6ymnIOjXd-_v-VFU3AoqabtFpWXBYaH4J8eyfqjRNYh8iOdm5DmKuNDjKgDBd4Z8ttXRRm2md3rcgbxkPMrabZeVG_pl43omAkIKybSiDPQCP/s1600/twilight-new-moon-movie-poster.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 271px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiD3uVp3fqU1IOeAoGEC08p2WVwINNEAXr6ymnIOjXd-_v-VFU3AoqabtFpWXBYaH4J8eyfqjRNYh8iOdm5DmKuNDjKgDBd4Z8ttXRRm2md3rcgbxkPMrabZeVG_pl43omAkIKybSiDPQCP/s400/twilight-new-moon-movie-poster.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405297085142577138" border="0" /></a><br /><br />I wasn't going to let myself get excited about New Moon. I thought Lily would be here by the time it came out in the Theater. I wanted to go to the Midnight Showing with my friends but thought that I would have a new little one. Since she isn't here yet. Guess what I'm going!! <br /><br />Jeanie texted me this morning and invited me to go. She asked if I thought I would have the baby by then. I told her it wasn't looking that way so I'm so excited to say I get to go. It was almost like it was meant to be that she had an extra ticket. She is having a pre-show dinner and then were all taking off to the theater. I'm soooo excited. It's going to be so much fun.<br /><br />Thanks so much Jeanie for thinking of me. I have awesome friends!! Love you all!!<br /><br /><a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"><img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/222/3C515059D438244A3FB1E84B666A2A43.png" style="border: medium none ; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /></a>Annette's Best Kept Secretshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04116295569699644560noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2035344437477914471.post-83730405380517698252009-11-15T08:55:00.001-08:002009-11-15T09:03:05.416-08:00Private to Public to Private back to PublicWhy? I keep changing my mind. I know this is so stupid. And I apologize to you who visit me often. But I think for now I will keep my blog Public. I read my horoscope today and this is what it said.<br /><br />The possibility of new beginnings seem to dominate the day today, Scorpio. You may experience forgiveness, or you may give someone else a second chance, but either way, you'll have a personal experience with closing the door on the past. All you have to do is to be willing to accept change, and let go of whatever is holding you back. Be careful not to hold on to any grudges, and make sure you don't reference your present situation to the worst of the past. Find the meaning in past problems and move on, because this is a day of hope and encouragement for you.<br /><br />This is why I've decided to go public once again.<br /><br /><a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"><img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/222/3C515059D438244A3FB1E84B666A2A43.png" style="border: medium none ; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /></a>Annette's Best Kept Secretshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04116295569699644560noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2035344437477914471.post-67276138845251647802009-11-14T18:45:00.000-08:002009-11-14T19:00:58.880-08:00FrUsTrAtIoN<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjc8tpZCLksNJGy8-cM6dQZ1Z-9JXweRFg_TfEMYxv-7dGNmj4X3N3EpsvQJg_8G3qtL2wJcr0N0-KRP9_tMUIAA94h1RP6rBuAadItO2_Y5fUyPqAEXHQB7A4cem02Svk4VMKAA76BS07m/s1600-h/wrongpassword.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjc8tpZCLksNJGy8-cM6dQZ1Z-9JXweRFg_TfEMYxv-7dGNmj4X3N3EpsvQJg_8G3qtL2wJcr0N0-KRP9_tMUIAA94h1RP6rBuAadItO2_Y5fUyPqAEXHQB7A4cem02Svk4VMKAA76BS07m/s400/wrongpassword.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404158065151850930" border="0" /></a><br /><br />This is exactly how I feel today. I'm so ready for Lily to come. But she is being so stubborn. Camron and I went to the hospital this afternoon because I felt Lily wasn't moving very well. So we get to the hospital and the nurses aren't sure what to do with me because they don't really want to admit me just to do an NST. Well I tell them my baby hasn't moved today so you need to admit me. <br /><br />So they tell me that is fine and get me into a room. Make me get into a gown hook me up to the monitors. And Lily is just fine. I'm so so glad that she is. But while I'm on the monitors I start contracting. So I think to myself this might be it. They keep me on the monitors for about an hour. And then they stop. WHAT!!! <br /><br />I have to keep thinking that it's better if she stays in there longer. But with past experiences with my other pregnancies I can't help but be frustrated. I delivered all the boys at 38 weeks. And I'm 38 weeks tomorrow. I'm thinking this will go on most likely for another 2 weeks. I'm not sure how I feel about that. Hopefully something will happen soon. But for now we will wait. And try and be patient.<br /><a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"><img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/222/3C515059D438244A3FB1E84B666A2A43.png" style="border: medium none ; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /><br /></a>Annette's Best Kept Secretshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04116295569699644560noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2035344437477914471.post-64850808192106666362009-11-09T07:14:00.000-08:002009-11-09T07:26:24.614-08:00DoNe!!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpksM3GaQKYr1DqvkAUCIh1L0RYhEXrsdYmeF6rgDEIZGRtz-m9q08HqlyBq9G66_JVRzfpEKd4NEk637tCyxiKXf7qogzh5inQl9nBGhrNcmPcX4r7AHkm0omrgG1Odm2nOPoG9wVcdWR/s1600-h/nesting3.gif"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 168px; height: 272px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpksM3GaQKYr1DqvkAUCIh1L0RYhEXrsdYmeF6rgDEIZGRtz-m9q08HqlyBq9G66_JVRzfpEKd4NEk637tCyxiKXf7qogzh5inQl9nBGhrNcmPcX4r7AHkm0omrgG1Odm2nOPoG9wVcdWR/s400/nesting3.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402122783120282578" border="0" /></a><br /><br />I'm done finally with my house cleaning. I'm starting to feel on top of things. I only have 3 weeks left. I'm going to get my bags packed today for the hospital. Camron is still working on the nursery. Maybe now that I'm done with my stuff I can finally start helping him. I'm not sure that painting the crib a different color was such a good idea. <br /><br />I think my whole problem with starting the nursery is moving Mason in with Reese. Mason has done so good in his toddler bed. But as much as I would like him to stay in his own room. Lily will be here soon. We were thinking that if we bought him Thomas the Train sheets he would have no problem moving over to his new bed. I can't believe how big he's getting. <br /><br />This week Lily's room! Next week hopefully Lily!!<br /><br /><a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"><img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/222/3C515059D438244A3FB1E84B666A2A43.png" style="border: medium none ; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /></a>Annette's Best Kept Secretshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04116295569699644560noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2035344437477914471.post-50807852109997719102009-11-01T18:17:00.001-08:002009-11-01T18:17:31.172-08:00Fun Pictures 2009<div><embed src="http://www.onetruemedia.com/share_view_player?p=9c6e697062e4ac91dd6989" quality="high" scale="noscale" width="312" height="310" wmode="transparent" name="FLVPlayer" salign="LT" flashvars="&p=9c6e697062e4ac91dd6989&skin_id=801&host=http://www.onetruemedia.com" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"></embed><div style="margin:0px;font:12px/13px verdana,arial,sans-serif;line-height:20px;padding-bottom:15px;width:312px;text-align:center;"><a href="http://www.onetruemedia.com/share_player_link?p=9c6e697062e4ac91dd6989&skin_id=801&source=emplay" target="_blank"><img src="http://www.onetruemedia.com/share_player_link_image/9c6e697062e4ac91dd6989/801.gif" style="border:0px;" width="312" /></a><br/><a href="http://www.onetruemedia.com/landing?&utm_source=emplay&utm_medium=txt2" target="_blank" style="text-decoration:none;">Photo and video editing at <span style="text-decoration:underline;">www.OneTrueMedia.com</span></a></div></div><br /><br /><a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"><img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/222/3C515059D438244A3FB1E84B666A2A43.png" style="border: medium none ; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /></a>Annette's Best Kept Secretshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04116295569699644560noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2035344437477914471.post-42367044696739770592009-10-30T18:52:00.000-07:002009-10-30T18:52:26.703-07:00Reese's Halloween Performance<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2M4Zs8HBFZE8YYI8Uq9n44QbG2Vc5a0THF9m9I17IIXogWEZxh5P_kj6V70-C_3OzV2skeLygwOFCNR0-HzlcjsWkD4TK-5hs3teUjUIiYUfGg4ZHkEfTXKK0KEPpHlkH8HUUMYkgbfZK/s1600-h/IMG_1550.JPG"><img border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2M4Zs8HBFZE8YYI8Uq9n44QbG2Vc5a0THF9m9I17IIXogWEZxh5P_kj6V70-C_3OzV2skeLygwOFCNR0-HzlcjsWkD4TK-5hs3teUjUIiYUfGg4ZHkEfTXKK0KEPpHlkH8HUUMYkgbfZK/s400/IMG_1550.JPG" /></a> <br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTAW6wQFxzolvtlxnxojAFveA_f4wOzWucz_RSqqjtpEbYFP4u8NNVJI0OEsG7777Anp4JIwBmbFOUf5rc30XObr7JJGSa_mEtPyNVq5az07-FEEu8dr8t6Vm1Bl0OrItqSkdEyJR8Nwkr/s1600-h/IMG_1551.JPG"><img border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTAW6wQFxzolvtlxnxojAFveA_f4wOzWucz_RSqqjtpEbYFP4u8NNVJI0OEsG7777Anp4JIwBmbFOUf5rc30XObr7JJGSa_mEtPyNVq5az07-FEEu8dr8t6Vm1Bl0OrItqSkdEyJR8Nwkr/s400/IMG_1551.JPG" /></a> <br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQqUljiqQAg4anNT5Ylm7a7bRrNC9koeNNg8GEt1kEh-0v0M_VlslQf3DgxOGlDyuf3LO6_vTxK4rBpTzm2lNPvtvXdKSGOB6D3NgIgSoaSrgWoskwWj-RkUXBdMjlqaBdUDHCz2NRmQXz/s1600-h/IMG_1552.JPG"><img border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQqUljiqQAg4anNT5Ylm7a7bRrNC9koeNNg8GEt1kEh-0v0M_VlslQf3DgxOGlDyuf3LO6_vTxK4rBpTzm2lNPvtvXdKSGOB6D3NgIgSoaSrgWoskwWj-RkUXBdMjlqaBdUDHCz2NRmQXz/s400/IMG_1552.JPG" /></a> <br />Mason kept going up on stage to be with Reese.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnNkXGh6Hso2b0hJensjWuygzXnysE6U5pRmIV1pNdF-nfMWY1tnjRT58OmP2ETGvILtQT665WA7fz1X6sdeFIWEM0p54mvcorwJYw1vtPbEPzH_9zB1ZYsXPeU2TJXpfg6WAhaN7cUbuq/s1600-h/IMG_1553.JPG"><img border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnNkXGh6Hso2b0hJensjWuygzXnysE6U5pRmIV1pNdF-nfMWY1tnjRT58OmP2ETGvILtQT665WA7fz1X6sdeFIWEM0p54mvcorwJYw1vtPbEPzH_9zB1ZYsXPeU2TJXpfg6WAhaN7cUbuq/s400/IMG_1553.JPG" /></a> <br /><br /><br /><a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"><img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/222/3C515059D438244A3FB1E84B666A2A43.png" /></a><div style='clear:both; text-align:NONE'><a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'><img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /></a></div>Annette's Best Kept Secretshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04116295569699644560noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2035344437477914471.post-83082416201940640402009-10-30T18:34:00.000-07:002009-10-30T18:35:06.264-07:00Ultra Sound Pictures!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdqFYhh75HKaHxOmq7rMj1ZT6SbzDWoT-N3LsX-H4LMdwTFWQfAsDPsOcQnndMTbP3ZKd9FUy3Ttsy_cY6HHguV__9j1tcVvex3ZPVQ57EU8npYQlDaAB31tg-8XlFfK7yUfalnZ1F4jVH/s1600-h/image.jpg"><img border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdqFYhh75HKaHxOmq7rMj1ZT6SbzDWoT-N3LsX-H4LMdwTFWQfAsDPsOcQnndMTbP3ZKd9FUy3Ttsy_cY6HHguV__9j1tcVvex3ZPVQ57EU8npYQlDaAB31tg-8XlFfK7yUfalnZ1F4jVH/s400/image.jpg" /></a> <br /><br />Here are a couple of Ultasound pictures of Lily. She was hiding so they couldn't get one of her face. The good news is that her heart is looking really good. The bad news is they think she might have a Club foot. The doctor told me it could have been the way she was laying because I am so far along. (Clubfoot is a birth defect that causes a newborn baby's feet to point down and inward. While clubfoot does not cause pain, it can cause long-term problems, affecting the child's ability to walk. However, if clubfoot is properly treated, the clubfoot deformity can often be cured in early childhood.) The only way to tell for sure is when I deliver her. I just hope all is well. <br /><a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"><img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/222/3C515059D438244A3FB1E84B666A2A43.png" /></a><div style='clear:both; text-align:NONE'><a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'><img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /></a></div>Annette's Best Kept Secretshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04116295569699644560noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2035344437477914471.post-7992868653792644862009-10-29T08:05:00.000-07:002009-10-29T08:24:21.543-07:00Oh my Trochanteric Bursitis<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDa1K6syt-I229KllkZpDnLwtndSsoEiq6zHD917McfbcCw8a47XkBhA5d4QtuC3HqUYQEa5ojVcvQG1NWdAWY7MhsFPoJeSqjvb2LxsJgMjdZNN7N9KSgimpGHLitOSZzxtfwG3NN16XN/s1600-h/hip_trochburs_intro01.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDa1K6syt-I229KllkZpDnLwtndSsoEiq6zHD917McfbcCw8a47XkBhA5d4QtuC3HqUYQEa5ojVcvQG1NWdAWY7MhsFPoJeSqjvb2LxsJgMjdZNN7N9KSgimpGHLitOSZzxtfwG3NN16XN/s400/hip_trochburs_intro01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398038455097101698" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Well it's been something different with every pregnancy right. Well this time it's my hip. It started a couple of months ago. As many of you know my health as not been super fantastic this pregnancy. And I have spent a lot of time in bed. What do you sleep on when you are pregnant? You ask. My hips. And the damage oh the damage. <br /><br />I don't really think that the fact that I've been busting my butt to try and get my house cleaning done has helped in the least. Last night was agonizing to say the least. I could barley walk. I felt like a 90 year old women trying to get up and make it to the bathroom before my bladder exploded. <br /><br />I just keep thinking that a couple of more weeks and maybe this pain will subside. Giving birth I know for me is such and amazing thing. I get my body back. I'm really looking forward to that this time. <br /><br />I shouldn't complain I feel so blessed that we have been able to have our four beautiful babies. They are all so special to both Camron and I in their own little ways. So I guess I will stop complaining and try and look and the upside of this situation. Only a couple of more weeks to go. Then I will be begging to put her back in so I can sleep through the night again. Oh the vicious cycle we weave. <br /><br /><br /><a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"><img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/222/3C515059D438244A3FB1E84B666A2A43.png" style="border: medium none ; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /></a>Annette's Best Kept Secretshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04116295569699644560noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2035344437477914471.post-88141651827202936612009-10-21T20:50:00.000-07:002009-10-21T20:53:50.800-07:00A little Reminder...I wanted to post this again. It was one of my first posts when I starting Blogging. But since #4 is almost here. I thought I would remind myself.<br /><br />Before I was a Mom<br />I never tripped over toys or forgot words to a lullaby.<br />I didn't worry whether or not my plants were poisonous.<br />I never thought about immunizations.<br />Before I was a Mom - I had never been puked on.<br />Pooped on.<br />Chewed on.<br />Peed on.<br />I had complete control of my mind and my thoughts.<br />I slept all night.<br />Before I was a Mom<br />I never held down a screaming child so doctors could do tests.<br />Or give shots.<br />I never looked into teary eyes and cried.<br />I never got gloriously happy over a simple grin.<br />I never sat up late hours at night watching a baby sleep. Before I was a Mom<br />I never held a sleeping baby just because I didn't want to put him down.<br />I never felt my heart break into a million pieces when I couldn't Stop the hurt.<br />I never knew that something so small could affect my life so much.<br />I never knew that I could love someone so much.<br />I never knew I would love being a Mom.<br />Before I was a Mom -<br />I didn't know the feeling of having my heart outside my body.<br />I didn't know how special it could feel to feed a hungry baby.<br />I didn't know that bond between a mother and her child.<br />I didn't know that something so small could make me feel so important and happy.<br />Before I was a Mom -<br />I had never gotten up in the middle of the night every 10 minutes to make sure all was okay.<br />I had never known the warmth, the joy, the love, the heartache, the wonderment or the<br />satisfaction of being a Mom.<br />I didn't know I was capable of feeling so much, before I was a Mom.<br /><br /><a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"><img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/222/3C515059D438244A3FB1E84B666A2A43.png" style="border: medium none ; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /></a>Annette's Best Kept Secretshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04116295569699644560noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2035344437477914471.post-11439812588313755422009-10-21T15:08:00.001-07:002009-10-21T15:54:22.572-07:00This week hasn't gone according to plan!!WARNING LONG POST!!<br /><br />Hello all. My last post I was talking about how excited I was to attack my house cleaning this week. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">SOOOO</span> EXCITED!! <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">hehe</span>:) Anyway as many of you know Reese came home sick last Wednesday with a sore throat and stomach ache.<br /><br />My OB <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">appointment</span> was last Thursday and my doctor told me to make sure to get Reese tested for the Flu. So off to the Doctor we went. The test was negative. But all the symptoms matched the flu. The doctor told me to keep him home till he could keep his temp down below 100 degrees without medication for 24 hours. So he didn't go back to school till Monday.<br /><br />Sunday <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">Camron</span> and <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">Daylen</span> came down with it. My sweet husband who has no immune system at all. Catches everything the kids bring home. He was <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">soooo</span> sick. I felt <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">sooo</span> bad for him. He stayed home from work Monday and Tuesday. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">Daylen</span> didn't get it as bad and stayed home only one day on Monday.<br /><br />Luckily I have the most wonderful In-Laws in the whole world and they have taken Mason so he doesn't come down with it. I think I have had a light case of it but not to bad. But the point is that I haven't done anymore house cleaning. I'm getting really stressed about it. Because before I know it. Lily will be here. Hopefully things will start to get better and we can get everything done in time.<br /><br />We bought Mason a <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">mattress</span> to go on the bunk bed in Reese's room. We are going to get him a dresser and move him in with Reese so we can get started on Lily's room. I'm so excited to get her room going. Here is a preview of what it will look like.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6Q_E08bciutmZswVLTtxVnTJMr2JSs_gZHdDyPy_a667h6WdlWw9WNQDT4ilZnDxwQI9pdfy05KKQHfVBD3htKX2Mbag20ei1XDEFy-9UOflP8tU4OLA8DFM44_rsliAeuLnUARL3jd-P/s1600-h/lilysbedding.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 231px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6Q_E08bciutmZswVLTtxVnTJMr2JSs_gZHdDyPy_a667h6WdlWw9WNQDT4ilZnDxwQI9pdfy05KKQHfVBD3htKX2Mbag20ei1XDEFy-9UOflP8tU4OLA8DFM44_rsliAeuLnUARL3jd-P/s400/lilysbedding.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395181491274461042" border="0" /></a><br /><br />We are so excited. We are painting her walls pink and I was able to get the wall hangings and <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">curtains</span> that go with it. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10">Camron</span> is repainting the crib and changing table to a dark brown. He is already starting to spoil her. She isn't even here and he's already wrapped around her finger. It's so cute!! Hopefully Mason can come home tomorrow and I can get some cleaning and disinfecting done so I can start back on my house cleaning next week. I'm so grateful for all of the people in my life that care about us so much. Thank you Rob and Trudy for helping us with Mason. We miss him <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11">soooo</span> much but we are so glad he doesn't have to get this yucky stuff we have all had. I pray that <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12">Camron</span> can get over this without his <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13">Chrone's</span> interfering. So far he hasn't had any problems with his <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14">chrone's</span> from this. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15">Daylen</span> has been the least sick and I'm also thankful for that. I hate to see my kids so miserable. It breaks my heart. <br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">Update:</span> While I was writing this Trudy called me and told me that Mason has <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16">diarrhea</span> really bad. She wants to keep him but is really stressed he might get dehydrated. I'm not sure if they will have him come home yet because we are all still sick. Hopefully he's not getting what we've all had. I'm hoping it's just from not being home that is causing it. They are going to the store to get some Imodium AD and <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17">Destine</span> for his bum. I just hope he feels better soon. I'm not sure how I feel about him not being with me when he's sick. But with me also being sick it might be for the best. I miss him so much. I don't like being away from him <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18">especially</span> this long. But I'm still very <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19">grateful</span> for Rob and Trudy. They are the best and are so good with him.Annette's Best Kept Secretshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04116295569699644560noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2035344437477914471.post-42723226685183743922009-10-18T18:48:00.000-07:002009-10-18T18:54:10.603-07:00Nesting<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwh6qpYzHkfPwUCwpjoIkD9UJtki-z7V4jEOcnrHBKK9l8SOmBCfoW7JPGhZ5G2Tyth5L_uipZ_FIedYwUD8y_qXE6vjYYygZyacS-S99QdT5WFRBKaKTp0u3IeJKC49W-kCmUkEhD2pSD/s1600-h/pregnantnesting.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 104px; height: 141px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwh6qpYzHkfPwUCwpjoIkD9UJtki-z7V4jEOcnrHBKK9l8SOmBCfoW7JPGhZ5G2Tyth5L_uipZ_FIedYwUD8y_qXE6vjYYygZyacS-S99QdT5WFRBKaKTp0u3IeJKC49W-kCmUkEhD2pSD/s400/pregnantnesting.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394122806263711474" border="0" /></a><br /><br />It's official nesting has started. I've spent 7 hours today in my kitchen house cleaning. I took all the decorations off my kitchen cabinets and cleaned them. Wiped every nick and cranny. Pulled the fridge out and cleaned underneath that. Pulled everything out of my cupboards and wiped everything down. I'm done but now I have to start on the rest of the house. It's going to be a long week. I just hope I can get everything done before I kill myself in the process.<br /><a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"><img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/222/3C515059D438244A3FB1E84B666A2A43.png" style="border: medium none ; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /></a>Annette's Best Kept Secretshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04116295569699644560noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2035344437477914471.post-72793483768663055172009-09-21T08:09:00.000-07:002009-09-21T08:10:48.157-07:00Meet Me in the Stairwell<div> <p><span style="font-size: 36pt; color: black;">MEET ME IN THE STAIRWELL</span><span style="font-size: 10pt; color: black;"> </span><span style="font-size: 10pt; color: black;"><br /></span><b><span style="font-size: 18pt; color: navy;">PLEASE READ TO THE VERY END, IT IS BEAUTIFUL!!!</span></b><span style="font-size: 10pt; color: black;"> </span><span style="font-size: 10pt; color: black;"><br /></span><span style="font-size: 10pt; color: black;"> </span></p></div> <table style="width: 100%;" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="4" width="100%"> <tbody> <tr> <td style="padding: 0.75pt; width: 100%;" width="100%"> <p style="text-align: center;" align="center"><span><img src="http://mail.google.com/mail/?ui=2&ik=9e7ddc8827&view=att&th=123d95d13ce1fb86&attid=0.0.1.1&disp=emb&zw" border="0" width="592" height="896" /></span> </p> <div> <p><span><br /></span><span> </span></p></div></td></tr></tbody></table> <p style="text-align: center;" align="center"><br /><br /><br /><span><img src="http://mail.google.com/mail/?ui=2&ik=9e7ddc8827&view=att&th=123d95d13ce1fb86&attid=0.0.1.2&disp=emb&zw" border="0" width="480" height="322" /><br /><br /><br /><br /><img src="http://mail.google.com/mail/?ui=2&ik=9e7ddc8827&view=att&th=123d95d13ce1fb86&attid=0.0.1.3&disp=emb&zw" border="0" width="261" height="450" /><br /><br /><img src="http://mail.google.com/mail/?ui=2&ik=9e7ddc8827&view=att&th=123d95d13ce1fb86&attid=0.0.1.4&disp=emb&zw" border="0" width="340" height="450" /><br /><br /><img src="http://mail.google.com/mail/?ui=2&ik=9e7ddc8827&view=att&th=123d95d13ce1fb86&attid=0.0.1.5&disp=emb&zw" border="0" width="400" height="274" /><br /><br /><img src="http://mail.google.com/mail/?ui=2&ik=9e7ddc8827&view=att&th=123d95d13ce1fb86&attid=0.0.1.6&disp=emb&zw" border="0" width="265" height="174" /><br /><br /><img src="http://mail.google.com/mail/?ui=2&ik=9e7ddc8827&view=att&th=123d95d13ce1fb86&attid=0.0.1.7&disp=emb&zw" border="0" width="330" height="450" /><br /><br /><img src="http://mail.google.com/mail/?ui=2&ik=9e7ddc8827&view=att&th=123d95d13ce1fb86&attid=0.0.1.8&disp=emb&zw" border="0" width="342" height="450" /><br /><br /><img src="http://mail.google.com/mail/?ui=2&ik=9e7ddc8827&view=att&th=123d95d13ce1fb86&attid=0.0.1.9&disp=emb&zw" border="0" width="400" height="267" /><br /><br /><img src="http://mail.google.com/mail/?ui=2&ik=9e7ddc8827&view=att&th=123d95d13ce1fb86&attid=0.0.1.10&disp=emb&zw" border="0" width="300" height="450" /><br /><br /><img src="http://mail.google.com/mail/?ui=2&ik=9e7ddc8827&view=att&th=123d95d13ce1fb86&attid=0.0.1.11&disp=emb&zw" border="0" width="299" height="192" /><br /><br /><img src="http://mail.google.com/mail/?ui=2&ik=9e7ddc8827&view=att&th=123d95d13ce1fb86&attid=0.0.1.12&disp=emb&zw" border="0" width="449" height="353" /><br /><br /><img src="http://mail.google.com/mail/?ui=2&ik=9e7ddc8827&view=att&th=123d95d13ce1fb86&attid=0.0.1.13&disp=emb&zw" border="0" width="600" height="430" /></span> </p> <p style="text-align: center;" align="center"><u><span style="font-size: 13.5pt; color: purple;"><br /></span></u><u><span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"><br /></span></u><u><span style="font-size: 13.5pt;">'MEET ME IN THE STAIRWELL'</span></u><span style="font-size: 10pt;"> </span><span><br /><br /></span><span> You say you will never forget where you were when<br /> you heard the news On September 11, 2001</span><span>.<br />Neither ill I.<br /><br /> I was on the 110th floor in a smoke filled room<br /> with a man who called his wife to say 'Good-Bye.' I<br /> held his fingers steady as he dialed. I gave him the<br /> peace to say, 'Honey, I am not going to make it, but it<br /> is OK..I am ready to go.'<br /><br /> I was with his wife when he called as she fed<br /> breakfast to their children. I held her up as she<br /> tried to understand his words and as she realized<br /> he wasn't coming home that night.<br /><br /> I was in the stairwell of the 23rd floor when a<br /> woman cried out to Me for help. 'I have been<br /> knocking on the door of your heart for 50 years!' I said.<br /> 'Of course I will show you the way home - only<br /> believe in Me now.'<br /><br /> I was at the base of the building with the Priest<br /> ministering to the injured and devastated souls.<br /> I took him home to tend to his Flock in Heaven. He<br /> heard my voice and answered.<br /><br /> I was on all four of those planes, in every seat,<br /> with every prayer. I was with the crew as they<br /> were overtaken. I was in the very hearts of the<br /> believers there, comforting and assuring them that their<br /> faith has saved them.<br /><br /> I was in Texas , Virginia , California , Michigan , Afghanistan .<br /> I was standing next to you when you heard the terrible news.<br /> Did you sense Me?<br /><br /> I want you to know that I saw every face. I knew<br /> every name - though not all knew Me. Some met Me<br /> for the first time on the 86th floor.<br /><br /> Some sought Me with their last breath.<br /> Some couldn't hear Me calling to them through the<br /> smoke and flames; 'Come to Me... this way... take<br /> my hand.' Some chose, for the final time, to ignore Me.<br />But, I was there.<br /><br /> I did not place you in the Tower that day. You<br /> may not know why, but I do. However, if you were<br /> there in that explosive moment in time, would you have<br /> reached for Me?<br /> <br /> Sept. 11, 2001, was not the end of the journey<br /> for you. But someday your journey will end. And I<br /> will be there for you as well. Seek Me now while I may<br /> be found. Then, at any moment, you know you are<br /> 'ready to go.'<br /><br /> I will be in the stairwell of your final moments.<br /><br /> </span><span style="font-size: 24pt;"> </span><span style="font-size: 18pt;">God</span><span style="font-size: 10pt;"> </span><span><br /></span><span> During the next 60 seconds, stop whatever you are<br /> doing, and take this opportunity. (Literally it<br /> is only 1 minute.) All you have to do is the<br /> following:<br /><br /> Stop and think and appreciate God's power<br /> in your life, for doing what you know is pleasing to<br /> Him. If you are not ashamed to do this, follow the<br /> instructions. Jesus said, 'If you are ashamed of Me, I will be<br /> ashamed of you before My Father.'<br /><br /> If you are not ashamed, copy and send this message...only<br /> if you believe 'Yes, I love my God. He is my<br /> fountain of Life and My Savior. He Keeps me going day and<br /> night. Without Him, I am no one. But with Him, I can do<br /> everything. Christ is my strength.'<br /></span><br /><span><img src="http://mail.google.com/mail/?ui=2&ik=9e7ddc8827&view=att&th=123d95d13ce1fb86&attid=0.0.1.14&disp=emb&zw" border="0" width="400" height="267" /></span> </p> <p style="text-align: center;" align="center"> </p> <p style="text-align: center;" align="center"><span style="font-size: 13.5pt; color: maroon; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS';">THIS NEEDS TO GO AROUND THE USA MANY TIMES SO</span> </p> <p style="text-align: center;" align="center"><span style="font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(2, 50, 108); font-family: 'Comic Sans MS';"> <b> </b></span><b><span style="font-size: 10pt; color: black;">KEEP IT GOING</span></b> </p> <p style="text-align: center;" align="center"><span style="font-size: 13.5pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 191); font-family: 'Comic Sans MS';">What's wrong with this picture?</span> </p> <p style="text-align: center;" align="center"><span><img src="http://mail.google.com/mail/?ui=2&ik=9e7ddc8827&view=att&th=123d95d13ce1fb86&attid=0.0.1.15&disp=emb&zw" border="0" width="410" height="294" /></span> </p> <p style="text-align: center;" align="center"><span style="font-size: 24pt; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);">If you look closely at the picture above, you will note that all the Marines pictured are bowing their heads. That's because they're praying.</span> </p> <p style="text-align: center;" align="center"><span style="font-size: 24pt; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);">This incident took place at a recent ceremony honoring the birthday of the corps, and it has the ACLU up in arms. "These are federal employees," says Lucius Traveler, a spokesman for the ACLU, "on federal property and on federal time. For them to pray is clearly an establishment of religion, and we must nip this in the bud immediately."</span> </p> <p style="text-align: center;" align="center"><span style="font-size: 24pt; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);">When asked about the ACLU's charges, Colonel Jack Fessender, speaking for the Commandant of the Corps said (cleaned up a bit), "Screw the ACLU."</span> </p> <p style="text-align: center;" align="center"><span style="font-size: 24pt; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);">GOD Bless Our Warriors, Send the ACLU to Iraq</span> </p> <p style="text-align: center;" align="center"><span style="font-size: 24pt; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"> May God Bless America , One Nation Under GOD!</span> </p> <p style="text-align: center;" align="center"><span style="font-size: 24pt; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);">What's wrong with the picture? ABSOLUTELY NOTHING</span> </p> <p style="text-align: center;" align="center"><span style="font-size: 36pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 191);">GOD BLESS YOU FOR</span> </p> <p style="text-align: center;" align="center"><span style="font-size: 36pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 191);">PASSING IT ON!</span> </p> <p style="text-align: center;" align="center"><span style="font-size: 24pt; color: blue;">I am sorry but I am not breaking this one.....Let us pray</span> </p> <p style="text-align: center;" align="center"><span><img src="http://mail.google.com/mail/?ui=2&ik=9e7ddc8827&view=att&th=123d95d13ce1fb86&attid=0.0.1.16&disp=emb&zw" border="0" width="613" height="482" /></span> </p> <p style="text-align: center;" align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt; color: red;">Prayer chain for our Military...please don't break it</span> </p> <p style="text-align: center;" align="center"><b><span style="font-size: 18pt; color: maroon; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS';">THIS NEEDS TO GO AROUND THE USA MANY TIMES SO</span></b> </p> <p style="text-align: center;" align="center"><b><span style="font-size: 18pt; color: rgb(2, 50, 108); font-family: 'Comic Sans MS';"> </span></b><b><span style="font-size: 18pt; color: black;">KEEP IT GOING</span></b> </p> <div> <div> <p><span style="color: black;"></span> </p></div></div> <div> <div style="text-align: center;" align="center"><span style="font-size: 10pt; color: black;"></span></div></div> <div> <div style="text-align: center;" align="center"><span style="font-size: 10.5pt; color: black; font-family: 'Bradley Hand ITC TT';"></span></div> <p><span style="font-size: 10.5pt; color: black; font-family: 'Bradley Hand ITC TT';"><br /></span> </p></div> <p style="margin-bottom: 12pt;"> </p> <div style="text-align: center;" align="center"> </div> <p> </p> <span style="font-size: 10pt;"></span> <br /><br /><a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"><img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/222/3C515059D438244A3FB1E84B666A2A43.png" style="border: medium none ; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /></a>Annette's Best Kept Secretshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04116295569699644560noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2035344437477914471.post-47815484529374654352009-09-14T09:42:00.001-07:002009-09-14T09:46:18.359-07:00New Moon Trailer<embed src="http://media.mtvnservices.com/mgid:uma:video:mtv.com:436357" width="512" height="319" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashVars="configParams=type%3Dnormal%26id%3D1621379%26vid%3D436357%26uri%3Dmgid%3Auma%3Avideo%3Amtv.com%3A436357%26startUri=mgid%3Auma%3Avideo%3Amtv.com%3A436357" allowFullScreen="true" allowScriptAccess="always" base="."></embed><div style="margin:0;text-align:center;width:450px;font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:12px;"><a href="http://www.mtv.com/movies/trailer_park/" style="color:#439CD8;" target="_blank">Movie Trailers</a> - <a href="http://moviesblog.mtv.com/" style="color:#439CD8;" target="_blank">Movies Blog</a></div><br /><br /><br />I took this off of my friend Jeanie's facebook. Thanks Jeanie I loved it I had to post it.<br /><a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"><img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/222/3C515059D438244A3FB1E84B666A2A43.png" style="border: medium none ; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /></a>Annette's Best Kept Secretshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04116295569699644560noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2035344437477914471.post-91858916149930055272009-09-13T20:26:00.000-07:002009-09-13T20:33:09.722-07:00Mowin the Lawn<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-t5986MapHAMgyRRqMPGDrJvmbc27zoMw34xaTvV-IIt_cVetwqgQwW0A-lStZZgi6hwg1HNDI62n2WSyATMy-mgK08Vrhs9OOZJIq1hf_0yf9WB0NXhfMkhpmx5YhtKkEbhNXlfnZVZ0/s1600-h/IMG_1540.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-t5986MapHAMgyRRqMPGDrJvmbc27zoMw34xaTvV-IIt_cVetwqgQwW0A-lStZZgi6hwg1HNDI62n2WSyATMy-mgK08Vrhs9OOZJIq1hf_0yf9WB0NXhfMkhpmx5YhtKkEbhNXlfnZVZ0/s400/IMG_1540.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381159672171805378" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fq3-Je2UKt4/Sq25AXjvapI/AAAAAAAACHc/FD4X5WzMaxw/s1600-h/IMG_1541.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fq3-Je2UKt4/Sq25AXjvapI/AAAAAAAACHc/FD4X5WzMaxw/s400/IMG_1541.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381160545752672914" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Such a change from when he was 2. I can't believe how big Daylen is getting. He begs us to mow the lawn. It's so cute!! We've decided we'll take advantage while we can. Because before we know it he won't want to do it anymore.<br /><a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"><img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/222/3C515059D438244A3FB1E84B666A2A43.png" style="border: medium none ; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /></a>Annette's Best Kept Secretshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04116295569699644560noreply@blogger.com1