<?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-8853896833275548187</id><updated>2012-01-31T14:18:08.818Z</updated><category term='contest'/><category term='Cherishing Life'/><category term='My Best Shot Monday'/><category term='Thursday&apos;s Theme'/><category term='Crafts'/><category term='Capturing life'/><category term='Fun with Friends'/><category term='Photography'/><category term='All About Me'/><category term='Wordless Wednesday'/><category term='Art'/><category term='Loving Life'/><category term='Texas Life'/><category term='HipHub'/><category term='Exploring life'/><category term='Gift Giving'/><category term='Home Building 101'/><category term='Sewing'/><category term='Photoshop'/><title type='text'>the HipMomma's journal</title><subtitle type='html'>Loving life with two hip chicks &amp; hip hubby.  Exploring life in Texas (don't mess with us.)  Capturing life with photography &amp; butterfly nets.  Cherishing life with tutus, stinky feet, art, toothless grins, and everyday wonders.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8853896833275548187/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8853896833275548187/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Melody A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12630888832148591878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/R2161aYDsAI/AAAAAAAAAx0/995drbKNp-o/S220/cutemelody+(4)+a+email.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>165</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8853896833275548187.post-8366636534726449405</id><published>2008-01-07T03:54:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-01-07T13:30:08.503Z</updated><title type='text'>Change</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It seems that everyone talks of "Change" in the New Year.  Changing habbits, lifestyles, expectations, sheets (oh, gotta put the wash in the dryer).  So I'm leaving Blogger and doing a little changing myself.  Here's my official &lt;a href="http://thehipmommasjournal.squarespace.com/"&gt;change of address&lt;/a&gt; notification.  No need to bring flowers.  Unless of course you are &lt;a href="http://arizaphale.blogspot.com/2008/01/thank-you-i-am-overwhelmed.html"&gt;Arizaphale&lt;/a&gt;.  She has already sent me a beautiful bouquet.  Thank you!  I've already unpacked, come visit.&lt;span style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Buttons"&gt;&lt;span class="on" style="display: block;" id="formatbar_CreateLink" title="Link" onmouseover="ButtonHoverOn(this);" onmouseout="ButtonHoverOff(this);" onmouseup="" onmousedown="CheckFormatting(event);FormatbarButton('richeditorframe', this, 8);ButtonMouseDown(this);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8853896833275548187-8366636534726449405?l=thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/8366636534726449405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8853896833275548187&amp;postID=8366636534726449405' title='52 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8853896833275548187/posts/default/8366636534726449405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8853896833275548187/posts/default/8366636534726449405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com/2008/01/change.html' title='Change'/><author><name>Melody A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12630888832148591878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/R2161aYDsAI/AAAAAAAAAx0/995drbKNp-o/S220/cutemelody+(4)+a+email.jpg'/></author><thr:total>52</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8853896833275548187.post-7860660625234266869</id><published>2008-01-03T13:31:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-01-03T13:34:16.154Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photoshop'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thursday&apos;s Theme'/><title type='text'>Color</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The theme this week over at &lt;a href="http://the-kraft-family.com/WordPress"&gt;Stacey's&lt;/a&gt; is Color.  So here's what I did, I adjusted to add more color.  Before, SOOC:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/R3xTmaYDscI/AAAAAAAAA1U/dbspQeJt-hY/s1600-h/IMG_4616+a+email.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/R3xTmaYDscI/AAAAAAAAA1U/dbspQeJt-hY/s400/IMG_4616+a+email.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151083993185366466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And after, with a tweek here and there:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/R3r4FKYDsZI/AAAAAAAAA08/XemOLtJNa1Q/s1600-h/gate+a+email.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 277px; height: 444px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/R3r4FKYDsZI/AAAAAAAAA08/XemOLtJNa1Q/s400/gate+a+email.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150701891419877778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://the-kraft-family.com/WordPress/?p=854"&gt;Go check out the color&lt;/a&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/8853896833275548187-7860660625234266869?l=thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/7860660625234266869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8853896833275548187&amp;postID=7860660625234266869' title='23 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8853896833275548187/posts/default/7860660625234266869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8853896833275548187/posts/default/7860660625234266869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com/2008/01/color.html' title='Color'/><author><name>Melody A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12630888832148591878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/R2161aYDsAI/AAAAAAAAAx0/995drbKNp-o/S220/cutemelody+(4)+a+email.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/R3xTmaYDscI/AAAAAAAAA1U/dbspQeJt-hY/s72-c/IMG_4616+a+email.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>23</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8853896833275548187.post-1786657801291621755</id><published>2008-01-02T03:05:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-01-02T03:29:46.980Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Exploring life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Capturing life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Texas Life'/><title type='text'>Hiking</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We're pretty good about getting the girls out into nature and trying new things.  But today I was reminded again about how much fun they have.  We decided to go "hiking"on the first day of 2008.  The first park we thought of happened to be closed on New Year's Day but luckily there is a very nice nature trail right here in Boerne.  The girls had so much fun exploring and Vienne always fills her pockets with "treasures".  It was cold though.  A frigid 50 degrees.  I know, some places are under feets of snow.  But that's cold for S. Texas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/R3rzzaYDsYI/AAAAAAAAA00/9B34axSwqp8/s1600-h/hiking+a+email+f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/R3rzzaYDsYI/AAAAAAAAA00/9B34axSwqp8/s400/hiking+a+email+f.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150697188430688642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/R3r_MqYDsbI/AAAAAAAAA1M/Qp5lh_38laA/s1600-h/hiking+18+a+email+f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/R3r_MqYDsbI/AAAAAAAAA1M/Qp5lh_38laA/s400/hiking+18+a+email+f.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150709716850291122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/8853896833275548187-1786657801291621755?l=thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/1786657801291621755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8853896833275548187&amp;postID=1786657801291621755' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8853896833275548187/posts/default/1786657801291621755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8853896833275548187/posts/default/1786657801291621755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com/2008/01/hiking.html' title='Hiking'/><author><name>Melody A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12630888832148591878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/R2161aYDsAI/AAAAAAAAAx0/995drbKNp-o/S220/cutemelody+(4)+a+email.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/R3rzzaYDsYI/AAAAAAAAA00/9B34axSwqp8/s72-c/hiking+a+email+f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8853896833275548187.post-8103712369617180510</id><published>2007-12-31T13:20:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-12-31T13:21:23.365Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Capturing life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Best Shot Monday'/><title type='text'>My Best Shot</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/R3hIcKYDsWI/AAAAAAAAA0k/o_Bpqruj_Tk/s1600-h/coin+pony+a+email.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 345px; height: 419px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/R3hIcKYDsWI/AAAAAAAAA0k/o_Bpqruj_Tk/s400/coin+pony+a+email.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149945822556959074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When was the last time you've seen one of these?  A couple of days ago we took a short drive out to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Fredericksburg&lt;/span&gt; for the the morning.  Of course, Natalya and her horse radar found this.  We didn't have any change to find out if it still worked.  But cool anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is &lt;a href="http://maypapers.blogspot.com/"&gt;My Best Shot&lt;/a&gt; for today.  Have a fun New Year's Eve celebration.&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/8853896833275548187-8103712369617180510?l=thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/8103712369617180510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8853896833275548187&amp;postID=8103712369617180510' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8853896833275548187/posts/default/8103712369617180510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8853896833275548187/posts/default/8103712369617180510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com/2007/12/my-best-shot.html' title='My Best Shot'/><author><name>Melody A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12630888832148591878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/R2161aYDsAI/AAAAAAAAAx0/995drbKNp-o/S220/cutemelody+(4)+a+email.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/R3hIcKYDsWI/AAAAAAAAA0k/o_Bpqruj_Tk/s72-c/coin+pony+a+email.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8853896833275548187.post-5759644002414233385</id><published>2007-12-30T15:57:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-12-30T17:52:44.709Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Capturing life'/><title type='text'>Pic of the Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/R3fBQKYDsVI/AAAAAAAAA0c/kmJLrSVQ0mA/s1600-h/IMG_4621+a+email.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/R3fBQKYDsVI/AAAAAAAAA0c/kmJLrSVQ0mA/s400/IMG_4621+a+email.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149797182328779090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Daddy is trying to teach Natalya how to ride her brand new skate board.  She got one from Santa.  I wish there were more gear I could put on her to keep her from getting hurt.  She is a complete wimp when she gets banged so I'm not sure why she has been wanting a skate board. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/R3fANqYDsTI/AAAAAAAAA0M/mKbXwhAye2w/s1600-h/IMG_4621+a+email.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8853896833275548187-5759644002414233385?l=thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/5759644002414233385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8853896833275548187&amp;postID=5759644002414233385' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8853896833275548187/posts/default/5759644002414233385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8853896833275548187/posts/default/5759644002414233385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com/2007/12/pic-of-day_30.html' title='Pic of the Day'/><author><name>Melody A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12630888832148591878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/R2161aYDsAI/AAAAAAAAAx0/995drbKNp-o/S220/cutemelody+(4)+a+email.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/R3fBQKYDsVI/AAAAAAAAA0c/kmJLrSVQ0mA/s72-c/IMG_4621+a+email.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8853896833275548187.post-3547728408148087462</id><published>2007-12-27T00:25:00.001Z</published><updated>2007-12-27T01:18:44.052Z</updated><title type='text'>Wrapping it Up</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Random photos from the last few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/R3LxPqYDsQI/AAAAAAAAAz0/HlNiFiq14NA/s1600-h/IMG_4535+a+email.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/R3LxPqYDsQI/AAAAAAAAAz0/HlNiFiq14NA/s400/IMG_4535+a+email.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148442575413424386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our tree in all it's glory.  We didn't put any gifts under it until Christmas Eve.  I loved the way it looked for just that one night.  We are fortunate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/R3LxKqYDsPI/AAAAAAAAAzs/rw5oorqrT-4/s1600-h/IMG_4546+a+email.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/R3LxKqYDsPI/AAAAAAAAAzs/rw5oorqrT-4/s400/IMG_4546+a+email.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148442489514078450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Natalya's note to Santa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/R3LzFaYDsRI/AAAAAAAAAz8/x-gq5ajrYqE/s1600-h/IMG_4541+a+email.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/R3LzFaYDsRI/AAAAAAAAAz8/x-gq5ajrYqE/s400/IMG_4541+a+email.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148444598343020818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Toys that were hits this year:  The horse barns and all things that neighed, lava lamps, Natalya's digital camera and Vienne's harp (both were the one things they wanted from Santa), Vienne's cheerleader dress up outfit, and Natalya's talking parrot.  Somehow I ended up with two vacuums this year.  What is everyone trying to tell me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/R3L8G6YDsSI/AAAAAAAAA0E/FmkZnqSYkHc/s1600-h/IMG_4508+a+email.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/R3L8G6YDsSI/AAAAAAAAA0E/FmkZnqSYkHc/s400/IMG_4508+a+email.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148454519717474594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And a random tidbit from V.  She's been talking about Disney World and the It's a Small World ride, which she loved.  But instead of Small World she's calling it "Tiny Town".  Don't know how that came about but I hope no one corrects her.&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/8853896833275548187-3547728408148087462?l=thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/3547728408148087462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8853896833275548187&amp;postID=3547728408148087462' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8853896833275548187/posts/default/3547728408148087462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8853896833275548187/posts/default/3547728408148087462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com/2007/12/little-bits.html' title='Wrapping it Up'/><author><name>Melody A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12630888832148591878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/R2161aYDsAI/AAAAAAAAAx0/995drbKNp-o/S220/cutemelody+(4)+a+email.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/R3LxPqYDsQI/AAAAAAAAAz0/HlNiFiq14NA/s72-c/IMG_4535+a+email.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8853896833275548187.post-6897505176407965949</id><published>2007-12-25T01:47:00.001Z</published><updated>2007-12-25T04:08:08.829Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HipHub'/><title type='text'>Happy Birthday to You</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/R3BhbaYDsOI/AAAAAAAAAzk/T2DEjoVYXGQ/s1600-h/IMG_4503+a+email.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/R3BhbaYDsOI/AAAAAAAAAzk/T2DEjoVYXGQ/s400/IMG_4503+a+email.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147721497649066210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I had to say, before the day ends, Happy Birthday to my HipHub! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cue the birthday song&lt;/span&gt;.  He's celebrating the big 21 again.  I love you, honey.  Now I'm off to wrap presents.  I haven't wrapped a single one.  I knew that the anticipation would be to hard for V so no gifts went under the tree.  I guess I could have still wrapped them as I got them so that I wouldn't have to do them all in one night.  Darn that fiend Procrastination.&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/8853896833275548187-6897505176407965949?l=thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/6897505176407965949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8853896833275548187&amp;postID=6897505176407965949' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8853896833275548187/posts/default/6897505176407965949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8853896833275548187/posts/default/6897505176407965949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com/2007/12/happy-birthday-to-you.html' title='Happy Birthday to You'/><author><name>Melody A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12630888832148591878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/R2161aYDsAI/AAAAAAAAAx0/995drbKNp-o/S220/cutemelody+(4)+a+email.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/R3BhbaYDsOI/AAAAAAAAAzk/T2DEjoVYXGQ/s72-c/IMG_4503+a+email.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8853896833275548187.post-419759588011039615</id><published>2007-12-24T13:28:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-12-24T13:35:42.105Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photoshop'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Capturing life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Best Shot Monday'/><title type='text'>Happy Holidays</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/R26mOKYDsNI/AAAAAAAAAzc/bGMmYr9hbSA/s1600-h/IMG_3927+b+email.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 477px; height: 396px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/R26mOKYDsNI/AAAAAAAAAzc/bGMmYr9hbSA/s400/IMG_3927+b+email.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147234186364694738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Thanks to everyone who visited our "home" this year.  Here's to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;peace&lt;/span&gt; in 2008.  (Click to enlarge.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome "home" to Tracey's &lt;a href="http://maypapers.blogspot.com/"&gt;Best Shot Monday&lt;/a&gt;.  And our Disney pictures are &lt;a href="http://thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com/2007/12/happiest-place-on-earth.html"&gt;below&lt;/a&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/8853896833275548187-419759588011039615?l=thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/419759588011039615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8853896833275548187&amp;postID=419759588011039615' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8853896833275548187/posts/default/419759588011039615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8853896833275548187/posts/default/419759588011039615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com/2007/12/happy-holidays.html' title='Happy Holidays'/><author><name>Melody A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12630888832148591878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/R2161aYDsAI/AAAAAAAAAx0/995drbKNp-o/S220/cutemelody+(4)+a+email.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/R26mOKYDsNI/AAAAAAAAAzc/bGMmYr9hbSA/s72-c/IMG_3927+b+email.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8853896833275548187.post-6975030609630039058</id><published>2007-12-23T15:53:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-12-23T15:59:14.555Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Exploring life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Loving Life'/><title type='text'>The Happiest Place on Earth</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We had a wonderful trip to Disney World and the girls did great.  I think we saw a little of everything on this trip.  Our favorite park continues to be the Magic Kingdom park and our least favorite park was Epcot.  Not enough there to keep the girls interested I guess.  We stayed at our favorite &lt;a href="http://disneyworld.disney.go.com/wdw/resorts/resortLanding?id=WildernessLodgeResortLandingPage&amp;amp;bhcp=1"&gt;Disney resort&lt;/a&gt; and saw just about every character the girls set out to see.  Vienne loved the Pirates of the Caribbean ride and Natalya's favorite ride is always the carousel. I was so glad to see that Natalya, at her ripe old age of 6 1/2, was still interested in everything.  She hugged the characters was just as happy as Vienne was.  I just hope that it stays that way for a long while.  And don't believe the guide books when they say that the week before Christmas is the least busiest time to go.  It was pretty busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/R25sDqYDsJI/AAAAAAAAAy8/2Spdwa1Vzc8/s1600-h/IMG_4047+a+retcp+email.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/R25sDqYDsJI/AAAAAAAAAy8/2Spdwa1Vzc8/s400/IMG_4047+a+retcp+email.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147170234301657234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our first park day was cold!  We started the day at about 40 degrees and it only reached about 60.  It was on it's way to about 80 on the day we left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/R25r3KYDsII/AAAAAAAAAy0/e0NUMHpGk7I/s1600-h/IMG_4097+a+email.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/R25r3KYDsII/AAAAAAAAAy0/e0NUMHpGk7I/s400/IMG_4097+a+email.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147170019553292418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We are going to ditch the autograph books next time.  It just takes too much time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/R25rvKYDsHI/AAAAAAAAAys/FD8ty4adcWo/s1600-h/IMG_4112+a+email+.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 461px; height: 327px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/R25rvKYDsHI/AAAAAAAAAys/FD8ty4adcWo/s400/IMG_4112+a+email+.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147169882114338930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Vienne got chosen from the audience to help Belle tell her story.  A very happy moment for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/R25rjaYDsGI/AAAAAAAAAyk/8lM16NyiBWw/s1600-h/IMG_4129+a+email.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/R25rjaYDsGI/AAAAAAAAAyk/8lM16NyiBWw/s400/IMG_4129+a+email.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147169680250876002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our two Princesses.  These shirts are from the &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop.php?user_id=5218998"&gt;Sweet Bling-a-Doo Boutique&lt;/a&gt; at &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/"&gt;Etsy&lt;/a&gt;.  Visit her shop.  She is very sweet and shipped right to the hotel to make sure I got the shirts for our trip.  She has lots of cute things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/R25rTqYDsFI/AAAAAAAAAyc/bq-Sy3i21ZQ/s1600-h/IMG_4244+a+ip+email.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/R25rTqYDsFI/AAAAAAAAAyc/bq-Sy3i21ZQ/s400/IMG_4244+a+ip+email.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147169409667936338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I was so happy that Natalya agreed to dress as a Princess, too.  These are the gowns that I made.  I finished them up at about 11:00 the night before.  They weren't as difficult as I thought they would be but I'm I was very good at procrastinating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/R25rJ6YDsEI/AAAAAAAAAyU/9yvwd65mJao/s1600-h/IMG_4253+a+ip+email.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/R25rJ6YDsEI/AAAAAAAAAyU/9yvwd65mJao/s400/IMG_4253+a+ip+email.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147169242164211778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On our way to have dinner with Cinderella.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/R259VaYDsKI/AAAAAAAAAzE/wTy8VD3V2Zk/s1600-h/IMG_4281+a+email.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/R259VaYDsKI/AAAAAAAAAzE/wTy8VD3V2Zk/s400/IMG_4281+a+email.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147189230942007458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;V loved Cinderella but loved the Prince even more.  You should have seen how big her eyes were the whole time we were there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/R25q7KYDsDI/AAAAAAAAAyM/tmjw5IMrywI/s1600-h/IMG_4378+a+ip+email.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/R25q7KYDsDI/AAAAAAAAAyM/tmjw5IMrywI/s400/IMG_4378+a+ip+email.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147168988761141298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A little Mickey love...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/R25qzKYDsCI/AAAAAAAAAyE/7UrKEqpgG7M/s1600-h/IMG_4392+a+emailjpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/R25qzKYDsCI/AAAAAAAAAyE/7UrKEqpgG7M/s400/IMG_4392+a+emailjpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147168851322187810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;...And lots of Minnie love.  Minnie was very happy to see V in her Minnie dress courtesy of &lt;a href="http://threelittleindians.blogspot.com/"&gt;Sweet Priya&lt;/a&gt;.  It had really made Vienne happy to know that Priya had worn it first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/R26BUKYDsLI/AAAAAAAAAzM/xRvkBKt-ALo/s1600-h/IMG_4462+a+email.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/R26BUKYDsLI/AAAAAAAAAzM/xRvkBKt-ALo/s400/IMG_4462+a+email.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147193607513682098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The lobby of our hotel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/R26CuqYDsMI/AAAAAAAAAzU/Mo4ixU-S5_g/s1600-h/IMG_4481+a+email.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/R26CuqYDsMI/AAAAAAAAAzU/Mo4ixU-S5_g/s400/IMG_4481+a+email.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147195162291843266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And this is what happens when you ask for kechup at the hotel restaurant.  You get ALL of the ketchup.  When another table asked for ketchup, we had to bring it to that table.  The girls got such a kick out of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, we rest.  I always think that I need a vacation after my vacations.  I may post more on Flickr 'cause there are so many cute pictures.  Later.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8853896833275548187-6975030609630039058?l=thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/6975030609630039058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8853896833275548187&amp;postID=6975030609630039058' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8853896833275548187/posts/default/6975030609630039058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8853896833275548187/posts/default/6975030609630039058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com/2007/12/happiest-place-on-earth.html' title='The Happiest Place on Earth'/><author><name>Melody A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12630888832148591878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/R2161aYDsAI/AAAAAAAAAx0/995drbKNp-o/S220/cutemelody+(4)+a+email.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/R25sDqYDsJI/AAAAAAAAAy8/2Spdwa1Vzc8/s72-c/IMG_4047+a+retcp+email.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8853896833275548187.post-4475101874007782222</id><published>2007-12-22T03:25:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-12-22T03:30:27.742Z</updated><title type='text'>Whew!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I will dust myself off and sleep tonight.  I will share our Disney trip tomorrow.  Princesses are asleep, dirty clothes are in the washer, there's a stack of mail this high (the post office was supposed to hold the mail but didn't), and there appears to have been a tornado in the house while we were gone.  Don't you hate coming home to a messy house?  Not sure what happened there 'cause I thought I cleaned a bit.  Anyway, more tomorrow.  What did I miss?&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/8853896833275548187-4475101874007782222?l=thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/4475101874007782222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8853896833275548187&amp;postID=4475101874007782222' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8853896833275548187/posts/default/4475101874007782222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8853896833275548187/posts/default/4475101874007782222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com/2007/12/whew.html' title='Whew!'/><author><name>Melody A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12630888832148591878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/R2161aYDsAI/AAAAAAAAAx0/995drbKNp-o/S220/cutemelody+(4)+a+email.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8853896833275548187.post-458842886489922451</id><published>2007-12-08T19:52:00.001Z</published><updated>2007-12-10T23:59:43.582Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cherishing Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Best Shot Monday'/><title type='text'>Pic of the Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;By the light of the tree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/R1r2M6E5k9I/AAAAAAAAAxg/-r187La5l0M/s1600-h/IMG_3843+a+email.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 310px; height: 447px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/R1r2M6E5k9I/AAAAAAAAAxg/-r187La5l0M/s400/IMG_3843+a+email.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141692626205512658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;V is feeling good and actually went back to school this week.  Thanks to everyone who was concerned.  We're leaving for Disney World next week so I just want everyone to be well and in a good mood.  I hate flying.  Yuck.  Vienne want's to "do something Christmas" so we're off to the Riverwalk to see the lights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(I posted this a couple of days ago but I'm making it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://picturethis.clubmom.com/"&gt;My Best Shot&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;.  'Cause I said so.)&lt;/span&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/8853896833275548187-458842886489922451?l=thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/458842886489922451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8853896833275548187&amp;postID=458842886489922451' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8853896833275548187/posts/default/458842886489922451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8853896833275548187/posts/default/458842886489922451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com/2007/12/pic-of-day.html' title='Pic of the Day'/><author><name>Melody A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12630888832148591878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/R2161aYDsAI/AAAAAAAAAx0/995drbKNp-o/S220/cutemelody+(4)+a+email.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/R1r2M6E5k9I/AAAAAAAAAxg/-r187La5l0M/s72-c/IMG_3843+a+email.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8853896833275548187.post-3179866984165719761</id><published>2007-12-04T16:54:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-12-04T17:22:54.802Z</updated><title type='text'>We're Takin' a Sick Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/R1WGgaE5k7I/AAAAAAAAAxQ/pPRLeaGo880/s1600-h/sick+day+3+a+email.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/R1WGgaE5k7I/AAAAAAAAAxQ/pPRLeaGo880/s400/sick+day+3+a+email.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140162441027097522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Actually a sick week.  We took V to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;pedi&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;yesterday&lt;/span&gt; because she woke up with a cough and wheeze.  Our pediatrician has her on a plethora of &lt;a href="http://www.oximedical.com/content.cfm?id=2009&amp;amp;gclid=CPGD4d6Rj5ACFQUoZAodSmSNtQ"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;meds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; for the week to make sure she recovers and stays well.  But as you can tell, she's taking the whole thing just horribly.  But nothing a good tutu, tap shoes, and glitter can't fix.  'Cause that's probably the best medicine of all.  And &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;makin&lt;/span&gt;' Mommy pretend to be a dog named Princess Cece.  "Sit, Mommy.  I mean Princess Cece."&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/8853896833275548187-3179866984165719761?l=thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/3179866984165719761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8853896833275548187&amp;postID=3179866984165719761' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8853896833275548187/posts/default/3179866984165719761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8853896833275548187/posts/default/3179866984165719761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com/2007/12/were-takin-sick-day.html' title='We&apos;re Takin&apos; a Sick Day'/><author><name>Melody A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12630888832148591878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/R2161aYDsAI/AAAAAAAAAx0/995drbKNp-o/S220/cutemelody+(4)+a+email.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/R1WGgaE5k7I/AAAAAAAAAxQ/pPRLeaGo880/s72-c/sick+day+3+a+email.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8853896833275548187.post-4382825659512054508</id><published>2007-12-03T12:02:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-12-04T17:26:58.387Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cherishing Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Loving Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fun with Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Best Shot Monday'/><title type='text'>Gingerbread in the House</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Today we visited the Bear Moon Bakery. We invited our &lt;a href="http://threelittleindians.blogspot.com/"&gt;friends&lt;/a&gt; to join us in decorating gingerbread houses. What a wonderful way to celebrate the holiday.  The wonderful owner of the bakery laid out all the goodies and set the kids a decorating.  They all truly took the job seriously.  They had so much fun and we went home with works or childhood art.  I really hope we can do it again next year.  What do you think, Jen?  We'll see how long these works of art last.  They are just so yummy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/R1N2d6E5k6I/AAAAAAAAAxI/UV-tWAFknvY/s1600-R/ginger+63+a+email.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/R1N2d6E5k6I/AAAAAAAAAxI/gwvxsgUoLHY/s400/ginger+63+a+email.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139581855937958818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/R1Nz4KE5k5I/AAAAAAAAAxA/EleJTbm5ADI/s1600-R/ginger+66+email.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 339px; height: 464px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/R1Nz4KE5k5I/AAAAAAAAAxA/L5AUD_npI_4/s400/ginger+66+email.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139579008374641554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Daddy helping V.  When she gave him permission to help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/R1NyIKE5k4I/AAAAAAAAAw4/-sCxffj0TIg/s1600-R/ginger+57+email.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/R1NyIKE5k4I/AAAAAAAAAw4/_BGQ5dW0CM8/s400/ginger+57+email.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139577084229292930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;What fun is decorating a gingerbread house if you can't taste it?  No fun at all.  Cutie pie Trevor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/R1WNk6E5k8I/AAAAAAAAAxY/Gj-YVWk1Qm4/s1600-h/ginger+70+a+email.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 333px; height: 482px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/R1WNk6E5k8I/AAAAAAAAAxY/Gj-YVWk1Qm4/s400/ginger+70+a+email.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140170214917903298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Good thing we didn't have to clean up!  What a blast the kiddos had.  This last one will be My Best Shot for today.  For more festivities head over to &lt;a href="http://picturethis.clubmom.com/"&gt;Picture This&lt;/a&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/8853896833275548187-4382825659512054508?l=thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/4382825659512054508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8853896833275548187&amp;postID=4382825659512054508' title='22 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8853896833275548187/posts/default/4382825659512054508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8853896833275548187/posts/default/4382825659512054508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com/2007/12/today-we-visited-bear-moon-bakery.html' title='Gingerbread in the House'/><author><name>Melody A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12630888832148591878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/R2161aYDsAI/AAAAAAAAAx0/995drbKNp-o/S220/cutemelody+(4)+a+email.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/R1N2d6E5k6I/AAAAAAAAAxI/gwvxsgUoLHY/s72-c/ginger+63+a+email.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>22</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8853896833275548187.post-5367271887930596210</id><published>2007-12-02T17:53:00.001Z</published><updated>2007-12-03T02:34:34.851Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Exploring life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='All About Me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cherishing Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Texas Life'/><title type='text'>Main Street with our Buddies</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Last night on &lt;a href="http://ahillcountrychristmas.com"&gt;Main Street&lt;/a&gt; was the Christmas parade.  Lots of pretty lights, a high school marching band (currently, Boerne only has one high school.  Until next Fall, when the second one opens.  Won't be a small town anymore!), candy canes thrown at ya' smashing into pieces as they hit the ground.  The kiddos sat so excitedly waiting to see Santa.  It couldn't have been more fun because our &lt;a href="http://threelittleindians.blogspot.com/"&gt;wonderful&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://horizonwaystories.blogspot.com/"&gt;friends&lt;/a&gt; joined us. Oh, and the weather here is whack.  For those that are visiting, last weekend we went to Main Street it was 40 degrees.  This weekend 77 degrees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/R1LxvaE5k2I/AAAAAAAAAwk/J12xOp9bWhA/s1600-R/mainst+15+a+email.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/R1LxvaE5k2I/AAAAAAAAAwk/laWxaW5FTM0/s400/mainst+15+a+email.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139435921539175266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;That's what Natalya had to say about that.  Maybe &lt;a href="http://threelittleindians.blogspot.com/"&gt;Jen&lt;/a&gt; got a better picture of the kiddos all lined up in a row.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/R1LxqKE5k1I/AAAAAAAAAwc/-QxL7ogGTFA/s1600-R/mainst+24+a+email.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 312px; height: 431px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/R1LxqKE5k1I/AAAAAAAAAwc/QHKF09Fp8Y8/s400/mainst+24+a+email.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139435831344862034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/R1LxKaE5k0I/AAAAAAAAAwU/BwBc5KZF3f8/s1600-R/mainst+30+a+email.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/R1LxKaE5k0I/AAAAAAAAAwU/JAzdnvUXdxI/s400/mainst+30+a+email.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139435285884015426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And THIS is what a &lt;a href="http://thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com/2007/11/santa-grinch.html"&gt;Santa experience&lt;/a&gt; should be like.  The girls saw Santa and the Mrs. walking in the street and ran right up to them.  And this REAL Santa opened his arms and scooped them up!  Then the Mrs. joined us and and mentioned how she "remembered me from when I was little."  Sweet.  Natalya asked for a camera and Vienne asked for a harp.   I know.  And Santa was sweating.  The poor guy is used to the freezing North Pole and here he is in 77 degree weather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Trying to figure out why when you click the pictures to enlarge and open on another screen they are instead asking to save to disk.  Apparently lots of people are having the same problem with Blogger.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;AND&lt;/span&gt; Seven Random Facts About Me.  Miss &lt;a href="http://arizaphale.blogspot.com/"&gt;Arizaphale&lt;/a&gt; has tagged me for a meme. I thought this was my first one but I then remembered that she has tagged me before. I never completed that assignment. She failed me that term and so I must redeem myself and beg for extra credit. Here are the rules to this one:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;1.  Link to the person that tagged you.  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Check.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  Post the rules.  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Check.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  Share 7 random and/or weird facts about yourself.  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Will do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.  “Tag” 7 people at the end of the post and include links to their blogs.  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;No problemo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.  Let each person know that you tagged them.  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Gotcha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Here goes, 7 Random Facts about me.  I will wake you up when it's over:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;1. I was born in Thailand. My dad was in the Air Force stationed in Thailand. He met my mom and well, you know how it happens.&lt;br /&gt;2.  My favorite movie is &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Chocolat_%282000_film%29"&gt;Chocolat&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;3.  My sister and I once, when we were little, opened up every single present under the Christmas tree and then taped them back up.  We did not get caught.&lt;br /&gt;4.  I taught ball room dancing.  For less than a month.  I hated it because I wasn't flirtatious like the other gals and that's what was expected.  And most of the men that came in were old.  OLD.&lt;br /&gt;5.  Growing up I always hated my name, Melody.  It was so unique and I wanted the names that every one else had, like Michelle, Kim, Debbie (oh, man, are those name so typically 80's?)&lt;br /&gt;6.  I have a funky, long, second toe on my right foot.  No, I will not include a picture.&lt;br /&gt;7.  I have two tattoos and want a third.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I tag:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://threelittleindians.blogspot.com/"&gt;The Honorary Indian&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://mamastoeheadboyz.blogspot.com/"&gt;Mama's Boyz&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://horizonwaystories.blogspot.com/"&gt;Horizon Way Stories&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://texascowgirlz.blogspot.com/"&gt;Texas Cowgirlz&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://princessbishopsbunch.blogspot.com/"&gt;Princess Bishop&lt;/a&gt; , &lt;a href="http://piercebabyproject.blogspot.com/"&gt;Golightly&lt;/a&gt; (she's visiting the Alamo City soon, makin' sure she's got street cred), and my sister Steph who doesn't have a blog but can do it in my comments .  How do ya like 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/8853896833275548187-5367271887930596210?l=thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/5367271887930596210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8853896833275548187&amp;postID=5367271887930596210' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8853896833275548187/posts/default/5367271887930596210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8853896833275548187/posts/default/5367271887930596210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com/2007/12/main-street-with-our-buddies.html' title='Main Street with our Buddies'/><author><name>Melody A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12630888832148591878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/R2161aYDsAI/AAAAAAAAAx0/995drbKNp-o/S220/cutemelody+(4)+a+email.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/R1LxvaE5k2I/AAAAAAAAAwk/laWxaW5FTM0/s72-c/mainst+15+a+email.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8853896833275548187.post-4702589957229116444</id><published>2007-11-30T15:12:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-11-30T21:45:03.939Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gift Giving'/><title type='text'>What's Up?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So yesterday I had a day at home while the girls were at school.  I have to sew princess costumes for them.  We're going to Disney World in a few weeks (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;yay&lt;/span&gt;!)  It's sorta the thing for the girls to dress up like a princess while dining with THE princess.  Somehow it came outta my mouth that I would make them costumes.  Anyway, I'm home, I get all my instruments out, clear some of the stuff from the table, and... I can't find my scissors.  My good ones.  I spend over an hour looking before I decide that for some reason they are lost and I must work.  I try the everyday scissors and then decide this ain't &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;happenin&lt;/span&gt;' so I have to go buy new scissors.  But guess what I find when I pick Natalya up from school?  In the back seat of the car at Natalya's feet.  How they ended up there, I will never know.   But I did end up buying the springy scissors the retract for you.  Now I'm cooking with gas.  I'll post pictures of the final creations when I'm done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, for all you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;greenies&lt;/span&gt; out there, look what I found on &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Etsy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; as I'm doing a search for "cuff", you know the wrist kind.  The wonderful things people think up:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/R1AqbPLunuI/AAAAAAAAAwE/Axm2rYTnYic/s1600-R/coffeecupcozy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/R1AqbPLunuI/AAAAAAAAAwE/37AmhlBMP5o/s320/coffeecupcozy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138653822250295010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;$5.00!  Reusable, washable, and funky fun.  And &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/view_listing.php?listing_id=8162168"&gt;she&lt;/a&gt; recommened gifting it with a bag of coffee beans.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Neato&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Edit:  Apparently this one is sold out but she does have other fabric options.  Browse through her store.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And does anyone else have a child who makes you pick out their wedgies?&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/8853896833275548187-4702589957229116444?l=thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/4702589957229116444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8853896833275548187&amp;postID=4702589957229116444' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8853896833275548187/posts/default/4702589957229116444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8853896833275548187/posts/default/4702589957229116444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com/2007/11/whats-up.html' title='What&apos;s Up?'/><author><name>Melody A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12630888832148591878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/R2161aYDsAI/AAAAAAAAAx0/995drbKNp-o/S220/cutemelody+(4)+a+email.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/R1AqbPLunuI/AAAAAAAAAwE/37AmhlBMP5o/s72-c/coffeecupcozy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8853896833275548187.post-4729177057814129117</id><published>2007-11-27T16:36:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-11-27T16:40:21.318Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Capturing life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wordless Wednesday'/><title type='text'>Pic of the Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/R0xIDvLuntI/AAAAAAAAAv8/Stjsp6QHwac/s1600-h/IMG_2936+a+ipret+email.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 447px; height: 355px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/R0xIDvLuntI/AAAAAAAAAv8/Stjsp6QHwac/s400/IMG_2936+a+ipret+email.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137560503965359826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wordlesswednesday.com"&gt;Wordless Wednesday&lt;/a&gt; on Tuesday.  What's up with 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/8853896833275548187-4729177057814129117?l=thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/4729177057814129117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8853896833275548187&amp;postID=4729177057814129117' title='21 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8853896833275548187/posts/default/4729177057814129117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8853896833275548187/posts/default/4729177057814129117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com/2007/11/pic-of-day.html' title='Pic of the Day'/><author><name>Melody A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12630888832148591878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/R2161aYDsAI/AAAAAAAAAx0/995drbKNp-o/S220/cutemelody+(4)+a+email.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/R0xIDvLuntI/AAAAAAAAAv8/Stjsp6QHwac/s72-c/IMG_2936+a+ipret+email.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>21</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8853896833275548187.post-7890460161947561503</id><published>2007-11-26T12:15:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-11-26T12:54:29.013Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Capturing life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Best Shot Monday'/><title type='text'>'Tis the Season</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Can we officially celebrate now without everyone going, "Oh, it's too early."  We put our tree up last week.  It just goes by way to fast.  So, to those of you on on my Christmas card list, this is what you will get in the mail.  Hopefully it looks just as great on paper. Lookey what I put together:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/R0SdpPLungI/AAAAAAAAAuU/wBj9YAeIMyE/s1600-h/xmaswhcc+email.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/R0SdpPLungI/AAAAAAAAAuU/wBj9YAeIMyE/s400/xmaswhcc+email.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135402806885129730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We took the girls to a creek and let them play.  They had a blast.  Here's a behind the scenes shot.  I call it "The Croc Hunter":&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/R0ShUfLunhI/AAAAAAAAAuc/_idNDFiyGd8/s1600-h/cc+59+a+ip+email.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/R0ShUfLunhI/AAAAAAAAAuc/_idNDFiyGd8/s400/cc+59+a+ip+email.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135406848449355282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I think this happened a couple of times.  What a sport Daddy was.  Oh, that's a pink Croc gettin' away in case you missed that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And because I just LOVE this shot of some very adorable girls, friends of a friend. If you don't just say "Aw" then you are the Grinch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/R0SrofLunjI/AAAAAAAAAus/mOPLXwZTaFg/s1600-h/M+IMG_2079+a+email.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 532px; height: 371px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/R0SrofLunjI/AAAAAAAAAus/mOPLXwZTaFg/s400/M+IMG_2079+a+email.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135418187163016754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Meet the beautiful Avery and Adelyn.  Click to truly enjoy their cuteness.  You should have seen how they totally destroyed those lollies about 20 minutes after they started them.  Slammed them into the sidewalk.  Just to see what would happen.  A riot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/R0Ss1vLunkI/AAAAAAAAAu0/lPtD2mpFhtc/s1600-h/M+IMG_2100+a+pcp+email.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 339px; height: 483px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/R0Ss1vLunkI/AAAAAAAAAu0/lPtD2mpFhtc/s400/M+IMG_2100+a+pcp+email.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135419514307911234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;'Tis the season.  Enjoy every moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Best Shot?  Hmm, what do you think?  Now, off to &lt;a href="http://picturethis.clubmom.com/"&gt;Picture This&lt;/a&gt; while you ponder.&lt;br /&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/8853896833275548187-7890460161947561503?l=thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/7890460161947561503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8853896833275548187&amp;postID=7890460161947561503' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8853896833275548187/posts/default/7890460161947561503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8853896833275548187/posts/default/7890460161947561503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com/2007/11/christmas-card.html' title='&apos;Tis the Season'/><author><name>Melody A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12630888832148591878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/R2161aYDsAI/AAAAAAAAAx0/995drbKNp-o/S220/cutemelody+(4)+a+email.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/R0SdpPLungI/AAAAAAAAAuU/wBj9YAeIMyE/s72-c/xmaswhcc+email.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8853896833275548187.post-5976582013887112286</id><published>2007-11-26T00:03:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-11-26T00:10:35.225Z</updated><title type='text'>Colleen, Your a Genius!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/R0oNjPLunsI/AAAAAAAAAv0/yyosyrj23J4/s1600-h/treeup+2+a+ip+email.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 350px; height: 509px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/R0oNjPLunsI/AAAAAAAAAv0/yyosyrj23J4/s400/treeup+2+a+ip+email.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136933223991779010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Now how come no one told me this secret before &lt;a href="http://amadisonmom.blogspot.com/"&gt;Colleen&lt;/a&gt;?  She &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;gets&lt;/span&gt; my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;cyber&lt;/span&gt; plate of Christmas cookies.  Thanks!  Now every picture is going to be humongous.&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/8853896833275548187-5976582013887112286?l=thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/5976582013887112286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8853896833275548187&amp;postID=5976582013887112286' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8853896833275548187/posts/default/5976582013887112286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8853896833275548187/posts/default/5976582013887112286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com/2007/11/colleen-your-genius.html' title='Colleen, Your a Genius!'/><author><name>Melody A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12630888832148591878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/R2161aYDsAI/AAAAAAAAAx0/995drbKNp-o/S220/cutemelody+(4)+a+email.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/R0oNjPLunsI/AAAAAAAAAv0/yyosyrj23J4/s72-c/treeup+2+a+ip+email.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8853896833275548187.post-7419332674755825351</id><published>2007-11-25T16:45:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-11-25T16:57:50.565Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cherishing Life'/><title type='text'>Oh Christmas Tree</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;We put our tree up last Monday and then decorated it on Wednesday.  It turns out that we only have two boxes of ornaments here with us while the rest of the decorations sit in storage.  I guess we figured that we could do without most of it for one year but the girls are remembering some stuff that we just didn't bring.  They made the tree look beautiful.  Even though there is a very heavy spot of ornaments in the front at the bottom.  I love it so much I won't change it.  It has their finger prints all over it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/R0TzRfLunmI/AAAAAAAAAvE/A9BwAQpLx8A/s1600-h/treeup+2+a+ip+email.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/R0TzRfLunmI/AAAAAAAAAvE/A9BwAQpLx8A/s400/treeup+2+a+ip+email.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135496956863225442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/R0TzL_LunlI/AAAAAAAAAu8/5n2MQCANZ4U/s1600-h/treeup+5+a+ip+email.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/R0TzL_LunlI/AAAAAAAAAu8/5n2MQCANZ4U/s400/treeup+5+a+ip+email.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135496862373944914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/R0TzYvLunnI/AAAAAAAAAvM/VYTVT0ZG-JQ/s1600-h/treeup+9+a+ip+email.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/R0TzYvLunnI/AAAAAAAAAvM/VYTVT0ZG-JQ/s400/treeup+9+a+ip+email.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135497081417277042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(Do any of you smarties out there know how to make the pictures larger in Blogger?  I mean larger than the "large" picture option they have.)&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/8853896833275548187-7419332674755825351?l=thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/7419332674755825351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8853896833275548187&amp;postID=7419332674755825351' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8853896833275548187/posts/default/7419332674755825351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8853896833275548187/posts/default/7419332674755825351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com/2007/11/oh-christmas-tree.html' title='Oh Christmas Tree'/><author><name>Melody A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12630888832148591878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/R2161aYDsAI/AAAAAAAAAx0/995drbKNp-o/S220/cutemelody+(4)+a+email.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/R0TzRfLunmI/AAAAAAAAAvE/A9BwAQpLx8A/s72-c/treeup+2+a+ip+email.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8853896833275548187.post-4123469416188738430</id><published>2007-11-24T02:32:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-11-24T02:42:10.833Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Exploring life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cherishing Life'/><title type='text'>Santa the Grinch</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/R0eNevLunrI/AAAAAAAAAvs/-MJG7x8NJ64/s1600-h/mainst+10+a+email.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/R0eNevLunrI/AAAAAAAAAvs/-MJG7x8NJ64/s400/mainst+10+a+email.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136229459240591026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He wasn't the jolliest of fellas but he sure was good lookin'.  Tonight we took the Grands to the &lt;a href="http://www.ahillcountrychristmas.com"&gt;Main Street Boerne Christmas&lt;/a&gt; festivities.  It was totally Christmas decked out with lights up and down, fake snow, Mexican hot chocolate, and 40 degree weather.  We didn't get to ride the horse drawn carriages (and Vienne was a little more than upset about that) because the line was too long so we'll probably go back again next week.  This runs for two more weekends so if you are in the area, small town fun. &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/8853896833275548187-4123469416188738430?l=thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/4123469416188738430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8853896833275548187&amp;postID=4123469416188738430' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8853896833275548187/posts/default/4123469416188738430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8853896833275548187/posts/default/4123469416188738430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com/2007/11/santa-grinch.html' title='Santa the Grinch'/><author><name>Melody A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12630888832148591878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/R2161aYDsAI/AAAAAAAAAx0/995drbKNp-o/S220/cutemelody+(4)+a+email.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/R0eNevLunrI/AAAAAAAAAvs/-MJG7x8NJ64/s72-c/mainst+10+a+email.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8853896833275548187.post-2566292499615140192</id><published>2007-11-23T19:02:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-11-23T19:19:15.569Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cherishing Life'/><title type='text'>Turkey Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thanksgiving started and ended as usual.  We went to the Grands' house with the pecan pie.  I think we could have pretty much replayed last Turkey day and wouldn't have missed a thing.  Even the same food because we so look forward to our usual turkey and fixins.  If any deviation occurs, it's just not Thanksgiving.   Natalya started the day announcing that her other top front tooth came out.  We were sooooo thankful for that because, again, it was causing great stress.  And she was able to enjoy her wonderful turkey feast with no worries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/R0ckU_LunqI/AAAAAAAAAvk/QYCJ6rRR1kM/s1600-h/turkey+2+email.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/R0ckU_LunqI/AAAAAAAAAvk/QYCJ6rRR1kM/s400/turkey+2+email.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136113843015949986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Another one bites the dust.  I couldn't wait to see both front teeth out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/R0ckMfLunpI/AAAAAAAAAvc/pn85wbnP308/s1600-h/turkey+16+email.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/R0ckMfLunpI/AAAAAAAAAvc/pn85wbnP308/s400/turkey+16+email.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136113696987061906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After turkey, after nap exercise.  It is cold here.  It has been around the mid 40's.  That's cold around these parts.  Some of North Texas even got snow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/R0ckD_LunoI/AAAAAAAAAvU/zY9ae1iu9yY/s1600-h/turkey+8+a+email.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/R0ckD_LunoI/AAAAAAAAAvU/zY9ae1iu9yY/s400/turkey+8+a+email.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136113550958173826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Natalya brings paper out and sits on the driveway to draw.  Even in freezing weather, she was drawing trees.  I wish I had the tree drawing to scan but she gave the wonderful tree art to Grandma.  It was a nice day.&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/8853896833275548187-2566292499615140192?l=thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/2566292499615140192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8853896833275548187&amp;postID=2566292499615140192' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8853896833275548187/posts/default/2566292499615140192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8853896833275548187/posts/default/2566292499615140192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com/2007/11/turkey-day.html' title='Turkey Day'/><author><name>Melody A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12630888832148591878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/R2161aYDsAI/AAAAAAAAAx0/995drbKNp-o/S220/cutemelody+(4)+a+email.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/R0ckU_LunqI/AAAAAAAAAvk/QYCJ6rRR1kM/s72-c/turkey+2+email.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8853896833275548187.post-8439224410445506868</id><published>2007-11-21T21:53:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-11-21T22:25:43.950Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cherishing Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Capturing life'/><title type='text'>I'm Thankful For...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/R0SpxPLuniI/AAAAAAAAAuk/S6lMvS-ONHM/s1600-h/cc+IMG_0167+a+ip+email.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/R0SpxPLuniI/AAAAAAAAAuk/S6lMvS-ONHM/s400/cc+IMG_0167+a+ip+email.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135416138463616546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;...This face.  And this from Vienne:&lt;br /&gt;(Noticing that Natalya had glitter on her face) Vienne says, "Natalya, why do you have magic on your face?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a wonderful Turkey Day.  Count your blessings, not the calories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is &lt;a href="http://thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com/2007/11/christmas-card-preview.html"&gt;another shot&lt;/a&gt; from our Christmas card session.  The Card unveiling on Monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8853896833275548187-8439224410445506868?l=thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/8439224410445506868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8853896833275548187&amp;postID=8439224410445506868' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8853896833275548187/posts/default/8439224410445506868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8853896833275548187/posts/default/8439224410445506868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com/2007/11/im-thankful-for.html' title='I&apos;m Thankful For...'/><author><name>Melody A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12630888832148591878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/R2161aYDsAI/AAAAAAAAAx0/995drbKNp-o/S220/cutemelody+(4)+a+email.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/R0SpxPLuniI/AAAAAAAAAuk/S6lMvS-ONHM/s72-c/cc+IMG_0167+a+ip+email.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8853896833275548187.post-633055411677094323</id><published>2007-11-19T01:52:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-11-19T04:38:24.330Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='contest'/><title type='text'>And the Winners Are...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Can I first say, "Wow!"  And where were you when I was trying to sell theses things at the not-really-a- craft show?  Thanks to everyone who came this time.  And I got so many new visitors from &lt;a href="http://dailyrelish.squarespace.com/"&gt;Maile&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://blog.auntiepea.com/"&gt;Shawn&lt;/a&gt;.  Thanks gals!  OK, drum roll please...  The lucky size 2 winner is Cynthia and the lucky size 3 winner is Stacy.  Congrats! I will get in touch with you to get your address and choice of color.  Thanks to everyone who participated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cynthia, I know I've seen you in the blog world somewhere.  Leave me a comment on how to find you again. &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/8853896833275548187-633055411677094323?l=thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/633055411677094323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8853896833275548187&amp;postID=633055411677094323' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8853896833275548187/posts/default/633055411677094323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8853896833275548187/posts/default/633055411677094323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com/2007/11/and-winners-are.html' title='And the Winners Are...'/><author><name>Melody A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12630888832148591878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/R2161aYDsAI/AAAAAAAAAx0/995drbKNp-o/S220/cutemelody+(4)+a+email.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8853896833275548187.post-314757744075628881</id><published>2007-11-16T14:38:00.001Z</published><updated>2007-11-16T16:43:18.197Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gift Giving'/><title type='text'>Looky at What I Just Bought</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/Rz21H_LunbI/AAAAAAAAAts/gqGL6gkptWc/s1600-h/earflapbeanie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/Rz21H_LunbI/AAAAAAAAAts/gqGL6gkptWc/s320/earflapbeanie.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133458299096571314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I love &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop.php?user_id=96642"&gt;this company&lt;/a&gt;.  This is the &lt;a href="http://thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com/2007/10/pic-of-day.html"&gt;second hat&lt;/a&gt; that I've bought from them.  Handmade in Portland, Oregon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas shopping has begun for me.  Unfortunately I feel like some of the fun has been taken out of it in light of the many toy &lt;a href="http://www.recalls.gov/"&gt;recalls&lt;/a&gt;.  Does anyone else feel jipped?  Like some of the naivete has been taken away from childhood.  Gone are the days of of perusing the toy aisles with wide eye merriement?  I'll be doing lots of searching on the internet for unique, safe alternatives.  And if you've been doing that too you've already discovered how difficult it is to buy things not &lt;a href="http://www.madedeadlyinchina.com/"&gt;made in China&lt;/a&gt;.  So, pass on anything you find.  And better yet, reevaluate the "stuff" we have and go minimal this year.  Maybe each child gets a whole day to herself with Mom or Dad.  Suggestions?&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/8853896833275548187-314757744075628881?l=thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/314757744075628881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8853896833275548187&amp;postID=314757744075628881' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8853896833275548187/posts/default/314757744075628881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8853896833275548187/posts/default/314757744075628881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com/2007/11/looky-at-what-i-just-bought.html' title='Looky at What I Just Bought'/><author><name>Melody A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12630888832148591878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/R2161aYDsAI/AAAAAAAAAx0/995drbKNp-o/S220/cutemelody+(4)+a+email.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/Rz21H_LunbI/AAAAAAAAAts/gqGL6gkptWc/s72-c/earflapbeanie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8853896833275548187.post-4784846130577226406</id><published>2007-11-14T16:26:00.001Z</published><updated>2007-11-14T16:28:17.628Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Capturing life'/><title type='text'>Christmas Card Preview</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/Rzsh0s0-MQI/AAAAAAAAAtU/CPU7IlDHhs8/s1600-h/Card+IMG_0161+a+ip+email.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/Rzsh0s0-MQI/AAAAAAAAAtU/CPU7IlDHhs8/s400/Card+IMG_0161+a+ip+email.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132733389589065986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(But that's all I can say because today is &lt;a href="http://www.wordlesswednesday.com"&gt;Wordless Wednesday&lt;/a&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/8853896833275548187-4784846130577226406?l=thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/4784846130577226406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8853896833275548187&amp;postID=4784846130577226406' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8853896833275548187/posts/default/4784846130577226406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8853896833275548187/posts/default/4784846130577226406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com/2007/11/christmas-card-preview.html' title='Christmas Card Preview'/><author><name>Melody A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12630888832148591878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/R2161aYDsAI/AAAAAAAAAx0/995drbKNp-o/S220/cutemelody+(4)+a+email.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/Rzsh0s0-MQI/AAAAAAAAAtU/CPU7IlDHhs8/s72-c/Card+IMG_0161+a+ip+email.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8853896833275548187.post-1857823699488809457</id><published>2007-11-14T00:11:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-11-14T00:31:53.067Z</updated><title type='text'>Shiner</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And I don't mean &lt;a href="http://www.shiner.com/"&gt;Bock&lt;/a&gt;.  Look at my poor baby.  She got this when Natalya hit her in the eye with a baseball bat.  It was an accident and it was a foam bat.  A hard foam bat.  When I was little my sister hit me in the eye with a bat, too.  Supposedly that was also an accident but that was a REAL bat. 'Member that, Steph?  Oh, and that boo boo on V's lip is from the night before when she apparently ran into the fence.  I think my baby is going to have a bumpy ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RzpBGRpHRcI/AAAAAAAAAtM/rUNs9oBDK4g/s1600-h/eye+1+a+email.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RzpBGRpHRcI/AAAAAAAAAtM/rUNs9oBDK4g/s400/eye+1+a+email.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132486301412967874" 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/8853896833275548187-1857823699488809457?l=thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/1857823699488809457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8853896833275548187&amp;postID=1857823699488809457' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8853896833275548187/posts/default/1857823699488809457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8853896833275548187/posts/default/1857823699488809457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com/2007/11/shiner.html' title='Shiner'/><author><name>Melody A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12630888832148591878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/R2161aYDsAI/AAAAAAAAAx0/995drbKNp-o/S220/cutemelody+(4)+a+email.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RzpBGRpHRcI/AAAAAAAAAtM/rUNs9oBDK4g/s72-c/eye+1+a+email.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8853896833275548187.post-7750341639101437563</id><published>2007-11-13T13:58:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-11-13T13:58:23.172Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='contest'/><title type='text'>Tutu Fun!  My First Blog Giveaway</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RzmtXRpHRbI/AAAAAAAAAtE/VCju5K-Vac4/s1600-h/mosaic5991855.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RzmtXRpHRbI/AAAAAAAAAtE/VCju5K-Vac4/s400/mosaic5991855.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132323865749833138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;How exciting!  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My first &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;giveaway&lt;/span&gt;.  Well, it turns out that I participated in what I thought was going to be a craft show a couple of weeks ago.  It really wasn't.  I won't bore you with details, but I ended up coming home with too many tutus and a migraine.  They are handmade by me and cute.  I just don't want to have to keep them or try and sell them 'cause it turns out that the craft show thing isn't really my deal (shopping them yes, sitting around for hours no.)  So, one could be yours!  I have two to give away.  Here are the details:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;One is size 2, one is size 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Leave a comment here stating whether you would like to win the size 2 OR 3.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;There will be two drawings, one for the size 2 winner and one for the size 3 winner.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Leave the comment by Saturday, Nov. 17 at midnight and I will announce the winner on Sunday, Nov. 18.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The winners will get to choose between two colors that I have already set aside.  The size 2 comes in chocolate brown or ballet pink.  The size 3 comes in ballet pink/white or light blue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;I will use the most technical way of drawing names.  That of which will be the pick a name from the hat method.  Each of my girls will chose one name ('cause peace be no more if only one got to choose.)  The only other requisite is that you have to show us a picture of the tutu wearer once you have received the tutu.  Good luck and happy fairy dancing and princess love!&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/8853896833275548187-7750341639101437563?l=thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/7750341639101437563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8853896833275548187&amp;postID=7750341639101437563' title='77 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8853896833275548187/posts/default/7750341639101437563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8853896833275548187/posts/default/7750341639101437563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com/2007/11/my-first-blog-giveaway.html' title='Tutu Fun!  My First Blog Giveaway'/><author><name>Melody A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12630888832148591878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/R2161aYDsAI/AAAAAAAAAx0/995drbKNp-o/S220/cutemelody+(4)+a+email.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RzmtXRpHRbI/AAAAAAAAAtE/VCju5K-Vac4/s72-c/mosaic5991855.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>77</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8853896833275548187.post-1094132787420027190</id><published>2007-11-12T12:02:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-11-12T14:01:39.489Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Best Shot Monday'/><title type='text'>Boys Oh Boys</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The other day, my friend &lt;a href="http://horizonwaystories.blogspot.com/"&gt;Dawn&lt;/a&gt; asked me to take a few pictures of her boys.  How could I say "No" with faces like these.  Plus, I never get to see boys faces in my camera.  Aren't they cuties?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/Rzea5BpHRYI/AAAAAAAAAss/66f5DA0v8dQ/s1600-h/D+IMG_1540+a+pcp+email.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/Rzea5BpHRYI/AAAAAAAAAss/66f5DA0v8dQ/s400/D+IMG_1540+a+pcp+email.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131740604896068994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Big brother Jackson...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RzfPwxpHRaI/AAAAAAAAAs8/45YTUWh2Ves/s1600-h/D+IMG_1707+a+cp+email.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RzfPwxpHRaI/AAAAAAAAAs8/45YTUWh2Ves/s400/D+IMG_1707+a+cp+email.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131798737278420386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;...and Baby brother Harrison in all his beautiful baby chubbiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;One of these will be My Best Shot for today.  Hmmm... Which should it be?  I'll decide later.  More Best Shots at &lt;a href="http://picturethis.clubmom.com/"&gt;Picture This&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;And more Shawn love... I just had to throw in &lt;a href="http://blog.eclecticwhimsydesigns.com/"&gt;her other blog&lt;/a&gt; that shows off her blog design work.  It's all eye candy.  I have a feeling she'll be staying pretty busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND, I've been working on our Christmas card.  Can't wait to show it to you.  Soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND AND I can't believe &lt;a href="http://the-kraft-family.com/WordPress/"&gt;Stacy&lt;/a&gt; is &lt;a href="http://the-kraft-family.com/WordPress/?p=760"&gt;giving away&lt;/a&gt; one of her &lt;a href="http://the-kraft-family.com/WordPress/?p=742"&gt;one of a kind&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://the-kraft-family.com/WordPress/?p=748"&gt;custom made&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://the-kraft-family.com/WordPress/?p=605"&gt;creations&lt;/a&gt; to one winner.  I want it to be me so don't enter.  I love her work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;AND&lt;/span&gt;, in the spirit of Stacy's giving, I've decided to have my own &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;First Blog Give Away&lt;/span&gt;.  If you have girls in your life, come back tomorrow for details.  You won't be disappointed at the cuteness. &lt;br /&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/8853896833275548187-1094132787420027190?l=thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/1094132787420027190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8853896833275548187&amp;postID=1094132787420027190' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8853896833275548187/posts/default/1094132787420027190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8853896833275548187/posts/default/1094132787420027190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com/2007/11/boys-oh-boys.html' title='Boys Oh Boys'/><author><name>Melody A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12630888832148591878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/R2161aYDsAI/AAAAAAAAAx0/995drbKNp-o/S220/cutemelody+(4)+a+email.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/Rzea5BpHRYI/AAAAAAAAAss/66f5DA0v8dQ/s72-c/D+IMG_1540+a+pcp+email.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8853896833275548187.post-7167620492002688558</id><published>2007-11-11T01:53:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-11-12T03:25:29.474Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cherishing Life'/><title type='text'>Saturday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;We were very lazy today.  Which is very odd.  But this evening we decided to go check on the house and passed the river.  The paddle boats were out so decided to go for a ride.  The girls had a blast.  The weekends are usually set aside for doing "something fun" as Vienne says.  They couldn't wait to get out of the house.  I am hoping to have some new pictures of the house soon.  They've been spending a lot of time on the rock work so I'm waiting for something new to happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RzZh8xpHRXI/AAAAAAAAAsk/ZYJ9FFz7zoc/s1600-h/IMG_2363+a+email.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RzZh8xpHRXI/AAAAAAAAAsk/ZYJ9FFz7zoc/s400/IMG_2363+a+email.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131396522181084530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RzZhaxpHRUI/AAAAAAAAAsM/6aYB308f14I/s1600-h/IMG_2381+a+email.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RzZhaxpHRUI/AAAAAAAAAsM/6aYB308f14I/s400/IMG_2381+a+email.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131395938065532226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RzZhsxpHRWI/AAAAAAAAAsc/bllU_MusRVY/s1600-h/IMG_2407+a+email.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RzZhsxpHRWI/AAAAAAAAAsc/bllU_MusRVY/s400/IMG_2407+a+email.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131396247303177570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The view from right in the middle of the river.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/8853896833275548187-7167620492002688558?l=thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/7167620492002688558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8853896833275548187&amp;postID=7167620492002688558' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8853896833275548187/posts/default/7167620492002688558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8853896833275548187/posts/default/7167620492002688558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com/2007/11/saturday.html' title='Saturday'/><author><name>Melody A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12630888832148591878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/R2161aYDsAI/AAAAAAAAAx0/995drbKNp-o/S220/cutemelody+(4)+a+email.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RzZh8xpHRXI/AAAAAAAAAsk/ZYJ9FFz7zoc/s72-c/IMG_2363+a+email.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8853896833275548187.post-3053298383669077102</id><published>2007-11-10T02:55:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-11-12T03:23:19.927Z</updated><title type='text'>Giddy Is the Word</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I wish that I could say that I was the master creator behind all of this lovely but I can't.  Meet &lt;a href="http://www.auntiepea.com/blog/"&gt;Miss Shawn&lt;/a&gt; if you haven't already.  Not sure how fate brought her to me, but I'm so glad it did.  It's so beautiful around here now, isn't it?  I just adore her and her work.  All of it.  I think I could gush about her for awhile.  Just love it. Thanks, Shawn!  I can't stop smiling.&lt;/span&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/8853896833275548187-3053298383669077102?l=thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/3053298383669077102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8853896833275548187&amp;postID=3053298383669077102' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8853896833275548187/posts/default/3053298383669077102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8853896833275548187/posts/default/3053298383669077102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com/2007/11/giddy-is-word.html' title='Giddy Is the Word'/><author><name>Melody A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12630888832148591878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/R2161aYDsAI/AAAAAAAAAx0/995drbKNp-o/S220/cutemelody+(4)+a+email.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8853896833275548187.post-1858964050673671001</id><published>2007-11-09T15:53:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-11-09T18:25:27.852Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fun with Friends'/><title type='text'>GNO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Girl's Night Out, much anticipated.  Last night we went to &lt;a href="http://www.spajane.com/"&gt;Spa Jane&lt;/a&gt; for ice cream &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;pedis&lt;/span&gt; and then for late dinner.  Spa Jane offers &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;pedi&lt;/span&gt; parties.  &lt;a href="http://threelittleindians.blogspot.com/"&gt;Jen&lt;/a&gt; brought &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;yummies&lt;/span&gt; so we ate a little and drank some while we got our piggies pampered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RzSC6RpHRRI/AAAAAAAAArs/l7wrA-28oBk/s1600-h/gno+21+a+email.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RzSC6RpHRRI/AAAAAAAAArs/l7wrA-28oBk/s400/gno+21+a+email.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130869813161706770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RzSCzRpHRQI/AAAAAAAAArk/zyTNC_OyIo8/s1600-h/gno+11+a+email.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RzSCzRpHRQI/AAAAAAAAArk/zyTNC_OyIo8/s400/gno+11+a+email.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130869692902622466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;pedi&lt;/span&gt; room is round.  So we could almost all get our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;pedis&lt;/span&gt; at the same time and still gab.   Crazy, but I found out that one of the other moms and I went to middle school together.  Who &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;woulda&lt;/span&gt; thunk.  Can't wait for next month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh!  And changes coming soon!  Stay tuned.&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/8853896833275548187-1858964050673671001?l=thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/1858964050673671001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8853896833275548187&amp;postID=1858964050673671001' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8853896833275548187/posts/default/1858964050673671001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8853896833275548187/posts/default/1858964050673671001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com/2007/11/gno.html' title='GNO'/><author><name>Melody A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12630888832148591878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/R2161aYDsAI/AAAAAAAAAx0/995drbKNp-o/S220/cutemelody+(4)+a+email.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RzSC6RpHRRI/AAAAAAAAArs/l7wrA-28oBk/s72-c/gno+21+a+email.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8853896833275548187.post-3252230665834377055</id><published>2007-11-06T16:31:00.003Z</published><updated>2007-11-06T16:39:22.091Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cherishing Life'/><title type='text'>Toothless!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RzCXDFjbHXI/AAAAAAAAArc/GNFapZuGRKo/s1600-h/tooth+gone+a+email.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RzCXDFjbHXI/AAAAAAAAArc/GNFapZuGRKo/s400/tooth+gone+a+email.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129766054861151602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com/2007/10/like-mother-like-daughter.html"&gt;Finally&lt;/a&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/8853896833275548187-3252230665834377055?l=thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/3252230665834377055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8853896833275548187&amp;postID=3252230665834377055' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8853896833275548187/posts/default/3252230665834377055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8853896833275548187/posts/default/3252230665834377055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com/2007/11/toothless.html' title='Toothless!'/><author><name>Melody A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12630888832148591878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/R2161aYDsAI/AAAAAAAAAx0/995drbKNp-o/S220/cutemelody+(4)+a+email.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RzCXDFjbHXI/AAAAAAAAArc/GNFapZuGRKo/s72-c/tooth+gone+a+email.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8853896833275548187.post-286723509415308570</id><published>2007-11-05T11:53:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-11-05T12:01:39.408Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cherishing Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Best Shot Monday'/><title type='text'>To Be...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/Ry6YpFjbHWI/AAAAAAAAArU/RPfCsIM4pPA/s1600-h/botgar+a+email.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/Ry6YpFjbHWI/AAAAAAAAArU/RPfCsIM4pPA/s400/botgar+a+email.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129204857254387042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;...Young, carefree, uninhibited, naive, independent, imaginative, loved.  To be V.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is &lt;a href="http://picturethis.clubmom.com/picture_this/2007/11/goblins-best.html#comments"&gt;My Best Shot&lt;/a&gt; for today.  Come on, give us yours at &lt;a href="http://picturethis.clubmom.com/"&gt;Picture This&lt;/a&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/8853896833275548187-286723509415308570?l=thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/286723509415308570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8853896833275548187&amp;postID=286723509415308570' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8853896833275548187/posts/default/286723509415308570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8853896833275548187/posts/default/286723509415308570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com/2007/11/to-be.html' title='To Be...'/><author><name>Melody A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12630888832148591878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/R2161aYDsAI/AAAAAAAAAx0/995drbKNp-o/S220/cutemelody+(4)+a+email.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/Ry6YpFjbHWI/AAAAAAAAArU/RPfCsIM4pPA/s72-c/botgar+a+email.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8853896833275548187.post-2282722724142545951</id><published>2007-11-02T17:57:00.001Z</published><updated>2007-11-02T18:07:51.675Z</updated><title type='text'>The Soundtrack of Your Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RytnIFjbHVI/AAAAAAAAArM/tMJp7A5EBQQ/s1600-h/Journey_Open_Arms_single_cover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RytnIFjbHVI/AAAAAAAAArM/tMJp7A5EBQQ/s400/Journey_Open_Arms_single_cover.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128305989318810962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Just visited &lt;a href="http://dailyrelish.squarespace.com/"&gt;Maile's blog&lt;/a&gt; and she's reminiscing.  Whitesnake apparently has brought back some memories.  She's asked what songs bring back memories for you?  For me, one song is Open Arms by Journey, 5th grade.  Gosh it seems like such a long time ago.  &lt;a href="http://dailyrelish.squarespace.com/journal/2007/11/2/whitesnake-friday.html"&gt;Join the fun&lt;/a&gt; and find out why I chose Open Arms.&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/8853896833275548187-2282722724142545951?l=thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/2282722724142545951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8853896833275548187&amp;postID=2282722724142545951' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8853896833275548187/posts/default/2282722724142545951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8853896833275548187/posts/default/2282722724142545951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com/2007/11/soundtrack-of-your-life.html' title='The Soundtrack of Your Life'/><author><name>Melody A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12630888832148591878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/R2161aYDsAI/AAAAAAAAAx0/995drbKNp-o/S220/cutemelody+(4)+a+email.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RytnIFjbHVI/AAAAAAAAArM/tMJp7A5EBQQ/s72-c/Journey_Open_Arms_single_cover.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8853896833275548187.post-3173853646606210101</id><published>2007-11-01T02:03:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-11-01T02:30:14.136Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cherishing Life'/><title type='text'>Groovy Ghouls</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's very hard to take pictures of kids who have been on a constant sugar high for the last two weeks.  The girls had a blast as monsters but they ditched the suspended eyeballs about half way through our route.  We've always dressed up with the girls and will always until it becomes too embarassing they just can't stand it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/Ryk3gVjbHTI/AAAAAAAAAq8/tvh_UhTaLm0/s1600-h/trick+7+a+email.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/Ryk3gVjbHTI/AAAAAAAAAq8/tvh_UhTaLm0/s400/trick+7+a+email.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127690679419084082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mommy monster with her Groovy Ghouls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/Ryk1QljbHRI/AAAAAAAAAqs/R_xBd1NouBM/s1600-h/trick+2+a+email.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/Ryk1QljbHRI/AAAAAAAAAqs/R_xBd1NouBM/s400/trick+2+a+email.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127688209812888850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Daddy was the only one that did not get a hand made costume this year.  We don't think he really minded. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/Ryk0K1jbHQI/AAAAAAAAAqk/VHNUMK9dNaM/s1600-h/trick+10+a+email.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/Ryk0K1jbHQI/AAAAAAAAAqk/VHNUMK9dNaM/s400/trick+10+a+email.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127687011517013250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Checkin' out the loot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/Ryk4c1jbHUI/AAAAAAAAArE/ru87GnAFsZQ/s1600-h/trick+23+a+email.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/Ryk4c1jbHUI/AAAAAAAAArE/ru87GnAFsZQ/s400/trick+23+a+email.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127691718801169730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is what Daddy looks like when he's told the girls to brush their teeth and go to bed for the upteenth time.  Hope everyone had a great Halloween.  Bring on Thanksgiving.&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/8853896833275548187-3173853646606210101?l=thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/3173853646606210101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8853896833275548187&amp;postID=3173853646606210101' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8853896833275548187/posts/default/3173853646606210101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8853896833275548187/posts/default/3173853646606210101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com/2007/10/groovy-ghouls.html' title='Groovy Ghouls'/><author><name>Melody A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12630888832148591878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/R2161aYDsAI/AAAAAAAAAx0/995drbKNp-o/S220/cutemelody+(4)+a+email.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/Ryk3gVjbHTI/AAAAAAAAAq8/tvh_UhTaLm0/s72-c/trick+7+a+email.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8853896833275548187.post-1450415802623514890</id><published>2007-10-31T00:10:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-10-31T00:10:27.429Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Capturing life'/><title type='text'>Pic of the Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RyZoUljbHLI/AAAAAAAAAp8/GfVlK6PQZ10/s1600-h/backyard+5+a+bw+email.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RyZoUljbHLI/AAAAAAAAAp8/GfVlK6PQZ10/s400/backyard+5+a+bw+email.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126899928695250098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Check out Wordless Wednesday.&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/8853896833275548187-1450415802623514890?l=thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/1450415802623514890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8853896833275548187&amp;postID=1450415802623514890' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8853896833275548187/posts/default/1450415802623514890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8853896833275548187/posts/default/1450415802623514890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com/2007/10/pic-of-day_30.html' title='Pic of the Day'/><author><name>Melody A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12630888832148591878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/R2161aYDsAI/AAAAAAAAAx0/995drbKNp-o/S220/cutemelody+(4)+a+email.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RyZoUljbHLI/AAAAAAAAAp8/GfVlK6PQZ10/s72-c/backyard+5+a+bw+email.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8853896833275548187.post-7461874036362261999</id><published>2007-10-30T11:27:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-10-30T12:22:35.976Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cherishing Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Loving Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Capturing life'/><title type='text'>Fun in the Fall Sun</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The weather has been glorious!  Not a cloud and in the high 70s.  Perfect Fall for South Texas.  Yesterday, Vienne and I played outside while Natalya was at school.  V is so into dressing up while Natalya rarely would.  Here she is modeling the tutu that her Aunt Linda gave her early in the year.  It one of her favorites.  Oh, can't forget the Cinderella shoes.  It's never the same without Natalya, though.  V can't wait until she gets home from school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RyaSNljbHNI/AAAAAAAAAqM/w6jkb7i4a5g/s1600-h/backyard+38+a+email.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RyaSNljbHNI/AAAAAAAAAqM/w6jkb7i4a5g/s400/backyard+38+a+email.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126945987924532434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RyaVnFjbHPI/AAAAAAAAAqc/fPHPmokF7VU/s1600-h/backyard+43+a+email.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RyaVnFjbHPI/AAAAAAAAAqc/fPHPmokF7VU/s400/backyard+43+a+email.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126949724546079986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RyaSy1jbHOI/AAAAAAAAAqU/_LLYAmr0UjQ/s1600-h/backyard+50+a+email.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RyaSy1jbHOI/AAAAAAAAAqU/_LLYAmr0UjQ/s400/backyard+50+a+email.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126946627874659554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Rockey dog getting in on the action.  She had already taken &lt;a href="http://thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com/2007/10/rockey-and-her-snake.html"&gt;her snake&lt;/a&gt; in and put it in her bowl.  (Click to make them bigger.)&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/8853896833275548187-7461874036362261999?l=thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/7461874036362261999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8853896833275548187&amp;postID=7461874036362261999' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8853896833275548187/posts/default/7461874036362261999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8853896833275548187/posts/default/7461874036362261999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com/2007/10/fun-in-fall-sun.html' title='Fun in the Fall Sun'/><author><name>Melody A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12630888832148591878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/R2161aYDsAI/AAAAAAAAAx0/995drbKNp-o/S220/cutemelody+(4)+a+email.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RyaSNljbHNI/AAAAAAAAAqM/w6jkb7i4a5g/s72-c/backyard+38+a+email.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8853896833275548187.post-3968488860688217022</id><published>2007-10-29T11:02:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-10-29T11:04:13.020Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Capturing life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Best Shot Monday'/><title type='text'>Imagination</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RyUmGljbHJI/AAAAAAAAAps/pDrFLr3icPc/s1600-h/ribbon+1+a+email.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RyUmGljbHJI/AAAAAAAAAps/pDrFLr3icPc/s400/ribbon+1+a+email.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126545645432937618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They were pretending to be fairies.  This is &lt;a href="http://picturethis.clubmom.com/picture_this/2007/10/the-best-kind-o.html"&gt;My Best Shot&lt;/a&gt; for today.  Fly on over to &lt;a href="http://picturethis.clubmom.com/"&gt;Picture This&lt;/a&gt; for more.&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/8853896833275548187-3968488860688217022?l=thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/3968488860688217022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8853896833275548187&amp;postID=3968488860688217022' title='25 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8853896833275548187/posts/default/3968488860688217022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8853896833275548187/posts/default/3968488860688217022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com/2007/10/imagination.html' title='Imagination'/><author><name>Melody A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12630888832148591878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/R2161aYDsAI/AAAAAAAAAx0/995drbKNp-o/S220/cutemelody+(4)+a+email.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RyUmGljbHJI/AAAAAAAAAps/pDrFLr3icPc/s72-c/ribbon+1+a+email.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>25</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8853896833275548187.post-2811031589343478901</id><published>2007-10-26T14:10:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-10-26T14:12:53.758Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography'/><title type='text'>Pumpkin Pic of the Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RyH1lVjbHII/AAAAAAAAApk/pJjBGCqrGiA/s1600-h/outside+10+b+email.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RyH1lVjbHII/AAAAAAAAApk/pJjBGCqrGiA/s400/outside+10+b+email.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125647872714022018" 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/8853896833275548187-2811031589343478901?l=thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/2811031589343478901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8853896833275548187&amp;postID=2811031589343478901' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8853896833275548187/posts/default/2811031589343478901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8853896833275548187/posts/default/2811031589343478901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com/2007/10/pumpkin-pic-of-day.html' title='Pumpkin Pic of the Day'/><author><name>Melody A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12630888832148591878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/R2161aYDsAI/AAAAAAAAAx0/995drbKNp-o/S220/cutemelody+(4)+a+email.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RyH1lVjbHII/AAAAAAAAApk/pJjBGCqrGiA/s72-c/outside+10+b+email.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8853896833275548187.post-903496969132638150</id><published>2007-10-24T01:07:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-10-24T01:18:30.985Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Capturing life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wordless Wednesday'/><title type='text'>These Boots Are Made for Playing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/Rx6bLAYZzkI/AAAAAAAAApU/dkPD3EoKZ0E/s1600-h/ribbon+17+a+email.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/Rx6bLAYZzkI/AAAAAAAAApU/dkPD3EoKZ0E/s400/ribbon+17+a+email.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124704039377423938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/Rx6c0AYZzlI/AAAAAAAAApc/EMge_S2qrUI/s1600-h/ribbon+21+a+email.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/Rx6c0AYZzlI/AAAAAAAAApc/EMge_S2qrUI/s400/ribbon+21+a+email.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124705843263688274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wordlesswednesday.com"&gt;Wordless Wednesday&lt;/a&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/8853896833275548187-903496969132638150?l=thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/903496969132638150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8853896833275548187&amp;postID=903496969132638150' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8853896833275548187/posts/default/903496969132638150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8853896833275548187/posts/default/903496969132638150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com/2007/10/these-boots-are-made-for-playing.html' title='These Boots Are Made for Playing'/><author><name>Melody A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12630888832148591878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/R2161aYDsAI/AAAAAAAAAx0/995drbKNp-o/S220/cutemelody+(4)+a+email.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/Rx6bLAYZzkI/AAAAAAAAApU/dkPD3EoKZ0E/s72-c/ribbon+17+a+email.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8853896833275548187.post-2998369469238170569</id><published>2007-10-23T01:26:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-10-23T01:35:36.776Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Capturing life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Texas Life'/><title type='text'>Brrrrr</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/Rx1PQAYZzjI/AAAAAAAAApM/gE1LhynKiyk/s1600-h/first+cold+6+b+email.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/Rx1PQAYZzjI/AAAAAAAAApM/gE1LhynKiyk/s400/first+cold+6+b+email.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124339087416348210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Now this is what I call Fall weather.  This evening it was about 58 degrees and freezing!  We loved it.  It will warm up a little for tomorrow and will probably be back up to 80 degrees again real soon.  We'll take what we can get.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8853896833275548187-2998369469238170569?l=thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/2998369469238170569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8853896833275548187&amp;postID=2998369469238170569' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8853896833275548187/posts/default/2998369469238170569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8853896833275548187/posts/default/2998369469238170569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com/2007/10/brrrrr.html' title='Brrrrr'/><author><name>Melody A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12630888832148591878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/R2161aYDsAI/AAAAAAAAAx0/995drbKNp-o/S220/cutemelody+(4)+a+email.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/Rx1PQAYZzjI/AAAAAAAAApM/gE1LhynKiyk/s72-c/first+cold+6+b+email.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8853896833275548187.post-6860212163341902876</id><published>2007-10-22T10:36:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-10-22T10:37:55.264Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Capturing life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Best Shot Monday'/><title type='text'>Like Mother Like Daughter</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When I was little I was terrified of pulling my teeth out.  When one got loose, I would let it hang there until it almost slid right off.  My permanent teeth would grow under the loose teeth every time.  I get the creeps just thinking about it.  I can't blame the girls if they turn out to be the same way.  Natalya's top front tooth has been loose for a long time.  If she wanted to, she could probably pull it out today.  But she won't.  We'll see how long it hangs on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RxwC8wYZziI/AAAAAAAAApE/3Ua7LWQ20Bg/s1600-h/ducks+21+a+email.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RxwC8wYZziI/AAAAAAAAApE/3Ua7LWQ20Bg/s400/ducks+21+a+email.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123973718843444770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;You can see there's a gap there.  That's because the tooth is so loose that it is now sitting a little crooked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RxwANAYZzhI/AAAAAAAAAo8/3b-t6Rmijro/s1600-h/ducks+28+b+email.jpg"&gt;&lt;span class="on" style="display: block;" id="formatbar_CreateLink" title="Link" onmouseover="ButtonHoverOn(this);" onmouseout="ButtonHoverOff(this);" onmouseup="" onmousedown="CheckFormatting(event);FormatbarButton('richeditorframe', this, 8);ButtonMouseDown(this);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RxwANAYZzhI/AAAAAAAAAo8/3b-t6Rmijro/s400/ducks+28+b+email.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123970699481435666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is &lt;a href="http://picturethis.clubmom.com/picture_this/2007/10/the-good-pumpki.html#comments"&gt;My Best Shot&lt;/a&gt; for today.  Ain't she pretty? Tracy has more at &lt;a href="http://picturethis.clubmom.com/"&gt;Picture This&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/Rxv4wAYZzfI/AAAAAAAAAos/gmekGfOZ7KE/s1600-h/IMG_0405+a+email.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/Rxv4wAYZzfI/AAAAAAAAAos/gmekGfOZ7KE/s400/IMG_0405+a+email.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123962504683834866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And, I finished Halloween costumes today!  What a load off.    And sewing fur ain't fun.  I just need to gather the accessories this week.  Here is just a peek at one of them.  You don't get to see the whole thing until I get a pic of the girls wearing them.  Just think "Groovy Ghouls".  And if anyone knows where I can buy striped tights, please let me know.  It's too late to order them online.&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/8853896833275548187-6860212163341902876?l=thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/6860212163341902876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8853896833275548187&amp;postID=6860212163341902876' title='25 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8853896833275548187/posts/default/6860212163341902876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8853896833275548187/posts/default/6860212163341902876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com/2007/10/like-mother-like-daughter.html' title='Like Mother Like Daughter'/><author><name>Melody A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12630888832148591878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/R2161aYDsAI/AAAAAAAAAx0/995drbKNp-o/S220/cutemelody+(4)+a+email.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RxwC8wYZziI/AAAAAAAAApE/3Ua7LWQ20Bg/s72-c/ducks+21+a+email.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>25</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8853896833275548187.post-8071203748700269682</id><published>2007-10-22T01:03:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-10-22T01:06:16.175Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Crafts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cherishing Life'/><title type='text'>Go Wildcats!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our sweet friend &lt;a href="http://threelittleindians.blogspot.com/"&gt;Priya&lt;/a&gt; celebrated her 6th birthday this weekend with a High School Musical party. Happy Birthday, Priya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RxvsPwYZzcI/AAAAAAAAAoY/RKaVd-9n4FE/s1600-h/IMG_0348+a+email.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RxvsPwYZzcI/AAAAAAAAAoY/RKaVd-9n4FE/s400/IMG_0348+a+email.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123948756493520322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RxtnnAYZzaI/AAAAAAAAAoI/gOZB4u21li4/s1600-h/IMG_0308+b+email.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RxtnnAYZzaI/AAAAAAAAAoI/gOZB4u21li4/s400/IMG_0308+b+email.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123802920878984610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Happy party faces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/Rxv3EgYZzdI/AAAAAAAAAog/aVUzHr08eGY/s1600-h/priya+13+a+email.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/Rxv3EgYZzdI/AAAAAAAAAog/aVUzHr08eGY/s400/priya+13+a+email.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123960657847897554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our wild cat.&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/8853896833275548187-8071203748700269682?l=thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/8071203748700269682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8853896833275548187&amp;postID=8071203748700269682' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8853896833275548187/posts/default/8071203748700269682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8853896833275548187/posts/default/8071203748700269682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com/2007/10/go-wildcats.html' title='Go Wildcats!'/><author><name>Melody A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12630888832148591878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/R2161aYDsAI/AAAAAAAAAx0/995drbKNp-o/S220/cutemelody+(4)+a+email.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RxvsPwYZzcI/AAAAAAAAAoY/RKaVd-9n4FE/s72-c/IMG_0348+a+email.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8853896833275548187.post-7513169293250689279</id><published>2007-10-19T00:18:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-10-19T00:19:13.797Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Crafts'/><title type='text'>Tote Bag</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RxatBgYZzZI/AAAAAAAAAoA/G2ASEHsPpVI/s1600-h/turq+bag+3+a+email.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RxatBgYZzZI/AAAAAAAAAoA/G2ASEHsPpVI/s400/turq+bag+3+a+email.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122471867564281234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tote bag, my latest project.  NOW, I will really work on Halloween costumes 'cause I don't wanna be working on them last minute.&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/8853896833275548187-7513169293250689279?l=thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/7513169293250689279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8853896833275548187&amp;postID=7513169293250689279' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8853896833275548187/posts/default/7513169293250689279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8853896833275548187/posts/default/7513169293250689279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com/2007/10/tote-bag.html' title='Tote Bag'/><author><name>Melody A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12630888832148591878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/R2161aYDsAI/AAAAAAAAAx0/995drbKNp-o/S220/cutemelody+(4)+a+email.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RxatBgYZzZI/AAAAAAAAAoA/G2ASEHsPpVI/s72-c/turq+bag+3+a+email.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8853896833275548187.post-8796926190234888195</id><published>2007-10-17T12:22:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-10-17T12:26:15.064Z</updated><title type='text'>Lucky Me</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, I got to have lunch with the world famous photographer friend &lt;a href="http://dailyrelish.squarespace.com"&gt;Maile&lt;/a&gt;.  And I don't think that's an exaggeration.  Lunch, a little bit of shopping, and we end up in one of the quirkiest places in all of Boerne.  A little place that does mini tattoos and henna. Of course Maile comes armed.  Somehow she made me look a few years younger and, well, kinda cute!  She is the master.  Thanks for a fun lunch, Maile.  Hope we can do it again soon.  OK, who wants to have lunch with me next week?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RxX7PwYZzYI/AAAAAAAAAn0/GmNcj5lXuyE/s1600-h/cutemelody+(3)+a+email.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RxX7PwYZzYI/AAAAAAAAAn0/GmNcj5lXuyE/s400/cutemelody+(3)+a+email.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122276399307672962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too bad Maile can't boost my ego like this everyday.  Few more?  Click &lt;a href="http://dailyrelish.squarespace.com/journal/2007/10/15/cute-melody.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a different note...  My little V is a character.  At pick up from school yesterday, she asked if we could get ice cream.  She's never asked before so I said, "Sure.  Let's go."  Immediately there is an arguement over where to go.  Both girls are upset.  Finally I say we aren't going because I innitially thought it would be fun but somehow they've turned it into a doctor's appointment.  They decide on a place.  Happy times are here again.  We get home to some more disagreements and V ends up in time out.  Later in the evening Vienne comes to me ands says:&lt;br /&gt; "Sorry Momma."  &lt;br /&gt;I say, "What are you sorry about?"  &lt;br /&gt;She says, "For spilling my juice."  &lt;br /&gt;I say, "That's not what I want you to be sorry about.  Go think some more."  &lt;br /&gt;She leaves and comes back.  "I'm sorry for going to my room."  &lt;br /&gt;I say, "What?  That's not what I want you to be sorry for.  Go think some more." &lt;br /&gt;Then Vienne falls to her knees and throws her hands in the air and says, "What am I supposed to be sorry for?!"  &lt;br /&gt;Of course, I laugh.  I've held the grudge all evening and she's already forgotten.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8853896833275548187-8796926190234888195?l=thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/8796926190234888195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8853896833275548187&amp;postID=8796926190234888195' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8853896833275548187/posts/default/8796926190234888195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8853896833275548187/posts/default/8796926190234888195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com/2007/10/lucky-me.html' title='Lucky Me'/><author><name>Melody A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12630888832148591878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/R2161aYDsAI/AAAAAAAAAx0/995drbKNp-o/S220/cutemelody+(4)+a+email.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RxX7PwYZzYI/AAAAAAAAAn0/GmNcj5lXuyE/s72-c/cutemelody+(3)+a+email.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8853896833275548187.post-899910608359662928</id><published>2007-10-15T12:25:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-10-15T12:27:37.516Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cherishing Life'/><title type='text'>Living Green</title><content type='html'>When I was pregnant with Natalya we decided to use cloth diapers. Everyone thought we were nuts. I was always asked, "How hard is it?", "Isn't it a lot of trouble?" "What do you do with the poop?" But did you know that 50 million diapers enter landfills each day and they will stay there for about 500 years? Cloth diapering was the only option for us and turned out to be easy. We did it with both girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a part of &lt;a href="http://blogactionday.org"&gt;Blog Action Day&lt;/a&gt;, I am doing my part by letting you know what we do in our family to protect our happy earth. Still today, I am as green as I can possibly be. We are. We, as a family, do our part to protect the environment. It has become a lifestyle. And, again, it's easy. It's the least we can do. And you may think that you and your family can't possibly make a difference but it's you and those millions of others that say they can't make a difference that really could make a difference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    * We recycle!- Our community has a recycling program so we utilize it. Junk mail, plastic, tin goes in the bucket; magazines go to big bins set up at schools for recycling.&lt;br /&gt;    * I use canvas shopping bags- I try to never use plastic, and only use paper when my canvas bags have runneth over. Plastic bags go back to our grocery store because they will recycle them. And we try to remember to say, "That's OK, I don't need a bag."&lt;br /&gt;    * I try to remember to bring my own cup to Starbucks. They will put my coffee in it so that I don't have to leave with trash.&lt;br /&gt;    * We don't run the water unnecessarily.&lt;br /&gt;    * We xeriscape. Meaning our landscaping doesn't require much watering.&lt;br /&gt;    * I try not to buy water bottles. A tiny percentage of all water bottles are being recycled which means that the majority of them sit in a landfill.&lt;br /&gt;    * We use reusable plastic containers for lunches, not baggies.&lt;br /&gt;    * We split one napkin in half at dinner. Hopefully we will use only two napkins instead of four.&lt;br /&gt;    * We keep our blinds closed during the heat of the day keep our air conditioner from running more than it needs to.&lt;br /&gt;    * We donate a lot of stuff. If it's reusable it goes to Good Will instead of the landfill.&lt;br /&gt;    * We try to repair things rather than replace things.&lt;br /&gt;    * I try to buy bigger rather than many small. It takes less energy to produce one large container of yogurt than it does to produce several smaller containers.&lt;br /&gt;    * We turn off the lights when we leave a room.&lt;br /&gt;    * We really try hard (really try hard) not to buy those little things that we don't need. This is hard when you have kids. Junk toys and trinkets will ultimately end up in the trash.&lt;br /&gt;    * We talk about things that the girls understand and have an interest in. Like endangered animals and protecting the park.&lt;br /&gt;    * We pick up trash when we go for a walk.&lt;br /&gt;    * We play outside.&lt;br /&gt;    * We try to remember to turn off the tv when we're not watching it. We are working really hard on this one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, you get the idea. And even though that list looks pretty long, I know there are still tons we can do. Hopefully the girls are learning as we live and will be able to carry these lessons with them. Because isn't it scary to hear about the demise of the earth? What will you differently today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogactionday.org"&gt; &lt;img src="http://blogactionday.org/images/action_234x60.jpg" alt="Bloggers Unite - Blog Action Day"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in honor of living green, some pictures of the girls enjoying the great outdoors:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RxNbCQYZzWI/AAAAAAAAAnk/vvRlO-AqSzM/s1600-h/fishing+2+a+email.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RxNbCQYZzWI/AAAAAAAAAnk/vvRlO-AqSzM/s400/fishing+2+a+email.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121537295565573474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Natalya is really enjoying fishing with Daddy.  This is her yesterday with her catch (and release.)  She actually caught three!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RxNbmgYZzXI/AAAAAAAAAns/YswNU9jDESU/s1600-h/fishing+4+a+email.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RxNbmgYZzXI/AAAAAAAAAns/YswNU9jDESU/s400/fishing+4+a+email.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121537918335831410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And amazingly, Vienne's catch.  Amazing because Vienne caught one within seconds of the line hitting the water.  Perfect for her attenion span.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8853896833275548187-899910608359662928?l=thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/899910608359662928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8853896833275548187&amp;postID=899910608359662928' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8853896833275548187/posts/default/899910608359662928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8853896833275548187/posts/default/899910608359662928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com/2007/10/living-green.html' title='Living Green'/><author><name>Melody A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12630888832148591878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/R2161aYDsAI/AAAAAAAAAx0/995drbKNp-o/S220/cutemelody+(4)+a+email.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RxNbCQYZzWI/AAAAAAAAAnk/vvRlO-AqSzM/s72-c/fishing+2+a+email.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8853896833275548187.post-3409952021264880038</id><published>2007-10-15T12:10:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-10-15T12:30:51.727Z</updated><title type='text'>Rockey and Her Snake</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our dog Rockey is a  little looney.  Very sweet, but looney.  She has a pet snake.  It's a toy but we think she thinks it's real.  She carries it around the yard, carries it up the slide, brings it in the house and puts it in her food bowl. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RwfgNgYZy3I/AAAAAAAAAjs/4AhXetP5UnY/s1600-h/IMG_9376+a+email.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RwfgNgYZy3I/AAAAAAAAAjs/4AhXetP5UnY/s400/IMG_9376+a+email.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118306024165067634" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This pic is a little blurry because Rockey flinched just as I was approaching her.  She thought that I was going to take her snake away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RwfekQYZy2I/AAAAAAAAAjk/UXzwh6YSQXk/s1600-h/IMG_9380+a+email.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RwfekQYZy2I/AAAAAAAAAjk/UXzwh6YSQXk/s400/IMG_9380+a+email.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118304215983836002" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And this is Rockey just as her snake falls through the crack in the floor of the play set.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RwfnXQYZy4I/AAAAAAAAAj0/rxBF5mFpf9w/s1600-h/IMG_9387+a+email.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RwfnXQYZy4I/AAAAAAAAAj0/rxBF5mFpf9w/s400/IMG_9387+a+email.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118313888250186626" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And Rockey coming out through her door after leaving her snake inside probably in her food bowl.  Looney I tell ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This last shot is My Best Shot for today.  Check out &lt;a href="http://picturethis.clubmom.com"&gt;Picture This&lt;/a&gt; for more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to see how we are living green check out my post for &lt;a href="http://thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com/2007/10/living-green.html"&gt;Blog Action Day&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8853896833275548187-3409952021264880038?l=thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/3409952021264880038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8853896833275548187&amp;postID=3409952021264880038' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8853896833275548187/posts/default/3409952021264880038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8853896833275548187/posts/default/3409952021264880038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com/2007/10/rockey-and-her-snake.html' title='Rockey and Her Snake'/><author><name>Melody A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12630888832148591878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/R2161aYDsAI/AAAAAAAAAx0/995drbKNp-o/S220/cutemelody+(4)+a+email.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RwfgNgYZy3I/AAAAAAAAAjs/4AhXetP5UnY/s72-c/IMG_9376+a+email.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8853896833275548187.post-9358842623115689</id><published>2007-10-15T02:35:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-10-15T02:40:39.734Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cherishing Life'/><title type='text'>Fun Run+Fun Fair=Fun Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yesterday we went to Natalya's school's first annual Country Fair and Fun Run.  The day started off with a 5k run and 1/2 mile run.  After we exhausted ourselves we ate too much candy and had some fair fun.  The school also held a silent auction.  Lots of donated items and class projects had to have brought in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;soooo&lt;/span&gt; much money for the school because we took home a few items after paying a pretty penny.  But it was for a great cause.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RxF05wYZzLI/AAAAAAAAAmM/EzL9WFBPd7Q/s1600-h/fair+5+a+email.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RxF05wYZzLI/AAAAAAAAAmM/EzL9WFBPd7Q/s400/fair+5+a+email.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121002786885586098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Getting in race mode.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RxF3YgYZzMI/AAAAAAAAAmU/155Z5DadTc8/s1600-h/fair+3+a+email.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RxF3YgYZzMI/AAAAAAAAAmU/155Z5DadTc8/s400/fair+3+a+email.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121005514189819074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Aunt &lt;a href="http://threelittleindians.blogspot.com/"&gt;Jennifer&lt;/a&gt; getting in race mode.  This is what she gave me when I said, "Look like a runner."  Can you believe she's training for a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;triathlon&lt;/span&gt;?  Amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RxF7CgYZzNI/AAAAAAAAAmc/mX0ADaOC1TE/s1600-h/fair+13+a+email.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RxF7CgYZzNI/AAAAAAAAAmc/mX0ADaOC1TE/s400/fair+13+a+email.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121009534279208146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Vienne&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;HipHub&lt;/span&gt;, and Jen set to run the 5k.  On your mark...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RxF8jwYZzOI/AAAAAAAAAmk/hJOUoAJOMXQ/s1600-h/fair+53+a+email.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RxF8jwYZzOI/AAAAAAAAAmk/hJOUoAJOMXQ/s400/fair+53+a+email.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121011205021486306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Natalya and I ran/walked the 1/2 miler.  She did so well.  This is her saying, "I think my legs are going to fall off."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RxJ2XgYZzPI/AAAAAAAAAms/abzLnqTDtJI/s1600-h/fair+57+a+email.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RxJ2XgYZzPI/AAAAAAAAAms/abzLnqTDtJI/s400/fair+57+a+email.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121285872475032818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Colored hair spray.  You should have seen the tub later that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RxJ3-QYZzQI/AAAAAAAAAm0/rSTVTUT4qUc/s1600-h/fair+80+a+email.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RxJ3-QYZzQI/AAAAAAAAAm0/rSTVTUT4qUc/s400/fair+80+a+email.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121287637706591490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There seems to be a slight resemblance.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Hmmm&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RxKfvAYZzRI/AAAAAAAAAm8/772fQ18FDNI/s1600-h/fair+100+a+email.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RxKfvAYZzRI/AAAAAAAAAm8/772fQ18FDNI/s400/fair+100+a+email.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121331356178697490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I was so excited to see the sack race because I hadn't seen one in such a long time.  This is how the race started...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RxLQvAYZzUI/AAAAAAAAAnU/hJBih8m6Vuc/s1600-h/fair+102+a+email.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RxLQvAYZzUI/AAAAAAAAAnU/hJBih8m6Vuc/s400/fair+102+a+email.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121385232248458562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;...And this is how it ended.  The bag was ditched and she ran to the finish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RxLSqwYZzVI/AAAAAAAAAnc/Vl5bxvVY8Y4/s1600-h/fair+125+a+email.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RxLSqwYZzVI/AAAAAAAAAnc/Vl5bxvVY8Y4/s400/fair+125+a+email.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121387358257270098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The hat that Daddy came home with proudly won in the silent auction. &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/8853896833275548187-9358842623115689?l=thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/9358842623115689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8853896833275548187&amp;postID=9358842623115689' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8853896833275548187/posts/default/9358842623115689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8853896833275548187/posts/default/9358842623115689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com/2007/10/fun-runfun-fairfun-day.html' title='Fun Run+Fun Fair=Fun Day'/><author><name>Melody A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12630888832148591878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/R2161aYDsAI/AAAAAAAAAx0/995drbKNp-o/S220/cutemelody+(4)+a+email.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RxF05wYZzLI/AAAAAAAAAmM/EzL9WFBPd7Q/s72-c/fair+5+a+email.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8853896833275548187.post-2045631686532076566</id><published>2007-10-12T14:17:00.001Z</published><updated>2007-10-12T21:12:32.479Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fun with Friends'/><title type='text'>Girl's Night Out</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have been waiting so long for this.  Last night, we had our first GNO!  Six hot mommas met for dinner and drinks.  We had so much fun and it was long overdue.  I'm already looking forward to next months adventure.  Don't let us down, &lt;a href="http://threelittleindians.blogspot.com/"&gt;Jen&lt;/a&gt;.  Once again, I realized how lucky I am to have such great girls friends in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/Rw-C3QYZzJI/AAAAAAAAAl8/fTNCmBVfl-0/s1600-h/IMG_9762+a+email.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/Rw-C3QYZzJI/AAAAAAAAAl8/fTNCmBVfl-0/s400/IMG_9762+a+email.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120455187145280658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hot momma &lt;a href="http://horizonwaystories.blogspot.com/"&gt;Dawn&lt;/a&gt;.  Doesn't she look so glamorous?  Not many pics turned out because it was so dark and orange in the restaurant.  And I forgot to change my lens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/Rw-GfgYZzKI/AAAAAAAAAmE/tRWy_L2w9SM/s1600-h/IMG_9750+a+email.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/Rw-GfgYZzKI/AAAAAAAAAmE/tRWy_L2w9SM/s400/IMG_9750+a+email.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120459177169898658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This was dessert.  It started out as &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tres_leches_cake"&gt;Tres Leches&lt;/a&gt;.  It didn't last long enough for me to take a picture.  Some one last night mentioned making one so here's a &lt;a href="http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/tres-leches-Cake/Detail.aspx"&gt;recipe&lt;/a&gt;.  Yum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any of you veteran GNOers have great ideas for evenings out, throw 'em at us.  We just might consider just about anything.&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/8853896833275548187-2045631686532076566?l=thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/2045631686532076566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8853896833275548187&amp;postID=2045631686532076566' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8853896833275548187/posts/default/2045631686532076566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8853896833275548187/posts/default/2045631686532076566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com/2007/10/girls-night-out.html' title='Girl&apos;s Night Out'/><author><name>Melody A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12630888832148591878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/R2161aYDsAI/AAAAAAAAAx0/995drbKNp-o/S220/cutemelody+(4)+a+email.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/Rw-C3QYZzJI/AAAAAAAAAl8/fTNCmBVfl-0/s72-c/IMG_9762+a+email.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8853896833275548187.post-4139102693695036446</id><published>2007-10-11T12:29:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-10-11T13:53:40.777Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cherishing Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thursday&apos;s Theme'/><title type='text'>Run!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I think that it's safe to say that the girls usually run every chance they get.  It has to be buillt into the child's brain.  Every cell in my body wants to yell, "Walk, please...don't fall!"  I think that is built into every mother's brain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/Rw4YjwYZzII/AAAAAAAAAl0/fbhVZA1vClE/s1600-h/love+cr+192+a+email.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/Rw4YjwYZzII/AAAAAAAAAl0/fbhVZA1vClE/s400/love+cr+192+a+email.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120056828928576642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She was running to see her sister.  More from the pumpkin patch &lt;a href="http://thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com/2007/10/pumpkin-patch.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.  Run over to see more of &lt;a href="http://picturethis.clubmom.com/picture_this/207/10/the-happiest-wa.html"&gt;Thursday's Theme Walk&lt;/a&gt; at &lt;a href="http://picturethis.clubmom.com/"&gt;Picture This&lt;/a&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/8853896833275548187-4139102693695036446?l=thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/4139102693695036446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8853896833275548187&amp;postID=4139102693695036446' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8853896833275548187/posts/default/4139102693695036446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8853896833275548187/posts/default/4139102693695036446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com/2007/10/run.html' title='Run!'/><author><name>Melody A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12630888832148591878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/R2161aYDsAI/AAAAAAAAAx0/995drbKNp-o/S220/cutemelody+(4)+a+email.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/Rw4YjwYZzII/AAAAAAAAAl0/fbhVZA1vClE/s72-c/love+cr+192+a+email.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8853896833275548187.post-6507420742460165582</id><published>2007-10-10T21:02:00.001Z</published><updated>2007-10-21T14:53:33.790Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cherishing Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Capturing life'/><title type='text'>Sick Day, Schmick Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/hipmommatexas/1533140547/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2039/1533140547_8def5f9e43_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0);" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0px;font-size:0;" &gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/hipmommatexas/1533140547/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/hipmommatexas/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;She's supposed to be sick so we've been hanging out at home.  It's really more so that she doesn't politely share her tonsillitis with her sweet friends at school.  But I'm thinking that if she weren't 3 that she might just be faking it.  Playing dress up and kitchen and hide and seek for hours can definitely be mind numbing.  She's going back to school tomorrow if for only one day this week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8853896833275548187-6507420742460165582?l=thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/6507420742460165582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8853896833275548187&amp;postID=6507420742460165582' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8853896833275548187/posts/default/6507420742460165582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8853896833275548187/posts/default/6507420742460165582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com/2007/10/sick-day-schmick-day.html' title='Sick Day, Schmick Day'/><author><name>Melody A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12630888832148591878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/R2161aYDsAI/AAAAAAAAAx0/995drbKNp-o/S220/cutemelody+(4)+a+email.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2039/1533140547_8def5f9e43_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8853896833275548187.post-1790637777128846225</id><published>2007-10-09T18:20:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-10-21T14:55:40.511Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Capturing life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wordless Wednesday'/><title type='text'>Pic of the Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RwvIZQYZzHI/AAAAAAAAAls/B84XNautNJo/s1600-h/sick+day+1+a+ev+sat+email.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RwvIZQYZzHI/AAAAAAAAAls/B84XNautNJo/s400/sick+day+1+a+ev+sat+email.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119405737656306802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(She's tons cuter bigger.  Click to enlarge.)&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/8853896833275548187-1790637777128846225?l=thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/1790637777128846225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8853896833275548187&amp;postID=1790637777128846225' title='25 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8853896833275548187/posts/default/1790637777128846225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8853896833275548187/posts/default/1790637777128846225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com/2007/10/pic-of-day.html' title='Pic of the Day'/><author><name>Melody A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12630888832148591878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/R2161aYDsAI/AAAAAAAAAx0/995drbKNp-o/S220/cutemelody+(4)+a+email.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RwvIZQYZzHI/AAAAAAAAAls/B84XNautNJo/s72-c/sick+day+1+a+ev+sat+email.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>25</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8853896833275548187.post-8716295159143876006</id><published>2007-10-09T01:03:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-10-09T01:14:13.025Z</updated><title type='text'>Sick Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My poor Sweet V has tonsillitis.  For some reason it didn't occur to me that this was contagious.  So she'll have to stay home from school for a few days to get better.  An hour visit to the clinic and ten days of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;amoxacilin&lt;/span&gt;.  She'll be totally over the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;meds&lt;/span&gt; routine by day three. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RwrUcAYZzEI/AAAAAAAAAlU/NrfpML0zo5k/s1600-h/love+cr+150+b+email.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RwrUcAYZzEI/AAAAAAAAAlU/NrfpML0zo5k/s400/love+cr+150+b+email.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119137504063769666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here's another from &lt;a href="http://thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com/2007/10/pumpkin-patch.html"&gt;our pumpkin patch visit&lt;/a&gt;.  We took a hay ride through an apple orchard. &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/8853896833275548187-8716295159143876006?l=thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/8716295159143876006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8853896833275548187&amp;postID=8716295159143876006' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8853896833275548187/posts/default/8716295159143876006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8853896833275548187/posts/default/8716295159143876006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com/2007/10/sick-day.html' title='Sick Day'/><author><name>Melody A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12630888832148591878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/R2161aYDsAI/AAAAAAAAAx0/995drbKNp-o/S220/cutemelody+(4)+a+email.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RwrUcAYZzEI/AAAAAAAAAlU/NrfpML0zo5k/s72-c/love+cr+150+b+email.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8853896833275548187.post-622366057681493848</id><published>2007-10-08T11:02:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-10-08T11:24:28.986Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Exploring life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Best Shot Monday'/><title type='text'>Pumpkin Patch</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RwmObwYZzCI/AAAAAAAAAlE/Txq_hYTtOwg/s1600-h/love+cr+14++a+email.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RwmObwYZzCI/AAAAAAAAAlE/Txq_hYTtOwg/s400/love+cr+14++a+email.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118779058978147362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yesterday we visited the &lt;a href="http://www.lovecreekorchards.com/"&gt;Love Creek Orchards&lt;/a&gt; annual pumpkin patch.  We've been going there for years.  Last year we wore jackets and long sleeves.  This year it was a warm 90 degrees.  We always have so much fun there and the girls really look forward to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RwmLgwYZzAI/AAAAAAAAAk0/4-yy2-rcD8k/s1600-h/love+cr+90+a+email.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RwmLgwYZzAI/AAAAAAAAAk0/4-yy2-rcD8k/s400/love+cr+90+a+email.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118775846342609922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Natalya's obsession with horses started before she was two.  She's delirious when she gets to ride a horse.  Hence, the obligatory pony ride at the patch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RwmM9gYZzBI/AAAAAAAAAk8/RTYK8Jt55ms/s1600-h/love+cr+70+a+email.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RwmM9gYZzBI/AAAAAAAAAk8/RTYK8Jt55ms/s400/love+cr+70+a+email.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118777439775476754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And I guess when Natalya eventually gets a horse Vienne may want one, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RwmJjgYZy_I/AAAAAAAAAks/iuJZDJwVRqg/s1600-h/love+cr+126+a+email.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RwmJjgYZy_I/AAAAAAAAAks/iuJZDJwVRqg/s400/love+cr+126+a+email.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118773694563994610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The girls also got to hold baby chicks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RwmSWwYZzDI/AAAAAAAAAlM/WTxd6PssCic/s1600-h/love+cr+165+a+email.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RwmSWwYZzDI/AAAAAAAAAlM/WTxd6PssCic/s400/love+cr+165+a+email.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118783371125312562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;...eat carmel apples...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RwmICgYZy-I/AAAAAAAAAkk/q2RwRFEhp58/s1600-h/love+cr+181+a+email.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RwmICgYZy-I/AAAAAAAAAkk/q2RwRFEhp58/s400/love+cr+181+a+email.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118772028116683746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;...paint pumpkins...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RwmGuwYZy9I/AAAAAAAAAkc/0SotW6o2tqc/s1600-h/love+cr+200+a+email.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RwmGuwYZy9I/AAAAAAAAAkc/0SotW6o2tqc/s400/love+cr+200+a+email.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118770589302639570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;...and get their faces painted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RwlwPwYZy8I/AAAAAAAAAkU/PK4BPX-Rb4w/s1600-h/love+cr+98+a+email.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RwlwPwYZy8I/AAAAAAAAAkU/PK4BPX-Rb4w/s400/love+cr+98+a+email.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118745867470883778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I will post more from this set through the week because I just took so many.  This one is &lt;a href="http://picturethis.clubmom.com/picture_this/2007/10/monday-joy.html"&gt;My Best Shot&lt;/a&gt; for today.  Sure I'll be seeing more pumpkin patch pictures at &lt;a href="http://picturethis.clubmom.com/"&gt;Tracey's Picture This&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I get nothing from this but &lt;a href="http://www.photoworks.com/"&gt;Photoworks&lt;/a&gt; is having a photo contest that could win you a Nikon D40.  I don't use Nikon but I'm sure it would be a great camera to win.  They have a few categories that you can enter so you might want to check it out.  But then again, if you don't enter then it will increase my chances of winning so... hmm... forget I said anything.  Where's that delete button...&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/8853896833275548187-622366057681493848?l=thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/622366057681493848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8853896833275548187&amp;postID=622366057681493848' title='24 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8853896833275548187/posts/default/622366057681493848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8853896833275548187/posts/default/622366057681493848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com/2007/10/pumpkin-patch.html' title='Pumpkin Patch'/><author><name>Melody A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12630888832148591878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/R2161aYDsAI/AAAAAAAAAx0/995drbKNp-o/S220/cutemelody+(4)+a+email.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RwmObwYZzCI/AAAAAAAAAlE/Txq_hYTtOwg/s72-c/love+cr+14++a+email.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>24</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8853896833275548187.post-8990803281126768690</id><published>2007-10-06T20:15:00.001Z</published><updated>2007-10-06T21:01:05.957Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Home Building 101'/><title type='text'>House Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We went to the house today and were surprised to see a HUGE mess! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RwfzYAYZy6I/AAAAAAAAAkE/DxjvnlS6rz0/s1600-h/oct+6+2007+4+a+email.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RwfzYAYZy6I/AAAAAAAAAkE/DxjvnlS6rz0/s400/oct+6+2007+4+a+email.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118327095274621858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Is the house going up or is it coming down?  Check out the floor.  It looks like there was a mini explosion in there.  At least this is one mess that I don't have to clean up.  They've been doing a lot of the stone work.  Inside...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/Rwfs-wYZy5I/AAAAAAAAAj8/LNAvtEOxHDo/s1600-h/Oct+6+2007+1+a+email.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/Rwfs-wYZy5I/AAAAAAAAAj8/LNAvtEOxHDo/s400/Oct+6+2007+1+a+email.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118320064413158290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;...And outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/Rwf14QYZy7I/AAAAAAAAAkM/xNUL8pj67uQ/s1600-h/oct+6+2007+9+a+email.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/Rwf14QYZy7I/AAAAAAAAAkM/xNUL8pj67uQ/s400/oct+6+2007+9+a+email.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118329848348658610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And there is a hole in the ground now for the pool.  Now is the time to have a pool put in because the season is ending and no one is thinking of swimming.  Pools go in fast at this time.  Did I just jinx myself? &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/8853896833275548187-8990803281126768690?l=thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/8990803281126768690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8853896833275548187&amp;postID=8990803281126768690' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8853896833275548187/posts/default/8990803281126768690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8853896833275548187/posts/default/8990803281126768690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com/2007/10/house-update.html' title='House Update'/><author><name>Melody A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12630888832148591878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/R2161aYDsAI/AAAAAAAAAx0/995drbKNp-o/S220/cutemelody+(4)+a+email.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RwfzYAYZy6I/AAAAAAAAAkE/DxjvnlS6rz0/s72-c/oct+6+2007+4+a+email.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8853896833275548187.post-3679115500276590142</id><published>2007-10-06T00:36:00.001Z</published><updated>2007-10-21T14:53:59.434Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Capturing life'/><title type='text'>Pics of the Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RwbbSwYZy1I/AAAAAAAAAjc/K-MPMZePPJY/s1600-h/IMG_9352+a+email.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RwbbSwYZy1I/AAAAAAAAAjc/K-MPMZePPJY/s400/IMG_9352+a+email.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118019141824531282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RwbaPAYZyzI/AAAAAAAAAjM/u_RG-miuxSA/s1600-h/IMG_9361+a+email.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RwbaPAYZyzI/AAAAAAAAAjM/u_RG-miuxSA/s400/IMG_9361+a+email.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118017977888394034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Vienne is doing much better in school.  We had a bumpy start but last Monday she just decided that she was going to have fun.  She woke up saying, "I'm not going to cry today."  Of course I was leary.  But drop off was good.  Since then it's been great.  She is even saying that she wants to go to school.  Thank goodness it didn't last as long as I pictured it would.&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/8853896833275548187-3679115500276590142?l=thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/3679115500276590142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8853896833275548187&amp;postID=3679115500276590142' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8853896833275548187/posts/default/3679115500276590142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8853896833275548187/posts/default/3679115500276590142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com/2007/10/pics-of-day.html' title='Pics of the Day'/><author><name>Melody A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12630888832148591878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/R2161aYDsAI/AAAAAAAAAx0/995drbKNp-o/S220/cutemelody+(4)+a+email.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RwbbSwYZy1I/AAAAAAAAAjc/K-MPMZePPJY/s72-c/IMG_9352+a+email.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8853896833275548187.post-4527688421297054528</id><published>2007-10-04T01:49:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-10-04T02:25:50.125Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cherishing Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fun with Friends'/><title type='text'>Gone Fishin'</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Last Sunday evening we got together with our &lt;a href="http://threelittleindians.blogspot.com"&gt;best&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://mamastoeheadboyz.blogspot.com"&gt;pals&lt;/a&gt; for picnic and fishing.  We all brought a few dishes, our poles and the bug spray and had a fun time.  We will be doing it again soon.  We are so fortunate to have great families surround us and our children.   I know that the girls realize how lucky they are to know such wonderful people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RwRMyAYZyrI/AAAAAAAAAiA/EidWq-Z_n9g/s1600-h/picnic+19+a+email.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RwRMyAYZyrI/AAAAAAAAAiA/EidWq-Z_n9g/s400/picnic+19+a+email.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117299498579249842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Natalya has been really really wanting to fish for a very very long time.  She loved it.  And did so fantastically her very first time fishing that she even caught one!  I think she may have a new hobby. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RwRK4QYZyqI/AAAAAAAAAh4/YkXHLLyH2I8/s1600-h/picnic+15+a+email.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RwRK4QYZyqI/AAAAAAAAAh4/YkXHLLyH2I8/s400/picnic+15+a+email.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117297406930176674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As for Vienne, well, we'll chalk it up to her being just a little too young.  She didn't have the patience to wait around.  She was gone in 60 seconds.  But she had great intentions. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RwRJGAYZypI/AAAAAAAAAhw/rUzsOEl8RdE/s1600-h/picnic+23+a+email.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RwRJGAYZypI/AAAAAAAAAhw/rUzsOEl8RdE/s400/picnic+23+a+email.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117295444130122386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our pretty little fishing hole with a view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RwRG-QYZyoI/AAAAAAAAAho/73b88_aHRbs/s1600-h/picnic+37+a+email.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RwRG-QYZyoI/AAAAAAAAAho/73b88_aHRbs/s400/picnic+37+a+email.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117293111962880642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And Vienne's second big sister, &lt;a href="http://threelittleindians.blogspot.com"&gt;Priya&lt;/a&gt;.  Every time Vienne sees Priya she say, "I love Priya."&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/8853896833275548187-4527688421297054528?l=thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/4527688421297054528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8853896833275548187&amp;postID=4527688421297054528' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8853896833275548187/posts/default/4527688421297054528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8853896833275548187/posts/default/4527688421297054528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com/2007/10/gone-fishin.html' title='Gone Fishin&apos;'/><author><name>Melody A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12630888832148591878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/R2161aYDsAI/AAAAAAAAAx0/995drbKNp-o/S220/cutemelody+(4)+a+email.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RwRMyAYZyrI/AAAAAAAAAiA/EidWq-Z_n9g/s72-c/picnic+19+a+email.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8853896833275548187.post-3058594175192042562</id><published>2007-10-02T17:45:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-10-02T17:45:31.095Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fun with Friends'/><title type='text'>Antiquing We Will Go</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;OK&lt;/span&gt;, so &lt;a href="http://mamastoeheadboyz.blogspot.com/"&gt;we&lt;/a&gt; really didn't go "antiquing" by definition.  We weren't &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;searching&lt;/span&gt; for anything old and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;collectible&lt;/span&gt;.  But the whole event is considered the &lt;a href="http://www.antiqueweekend.com/indexmain.html"&gt;Texas Antique Weekend&lt;/a&gt;.  They did have antiques but we probably passed them on by.  We had our eyes on more funky wares and came home with some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;fabu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; stuff.  A couple of places that we visited that can also be visited via the web:  &lt;a href="http://www.therhinestonecowgirlssite.com/"&gt;Rhinestone Cowgirls&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://www.gypsyville.com/"&gt;The Junk &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Gypsy&lt;/span&gt; Co.&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://www.salvage-style.com/"&gt;Salvage-Style&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We stayed at a cute little B&amp;amp;B called &lt;a href="http://www.katyhouse.com/"&gt;The Katy House&lt;/a&gt; in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;teeny&lt;/span&gt; tiny &lt;a href="http://www.smithvilletx.org/"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Smithville&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, TX&lt;/a&gt;.  The town has a claim to fame, though, being the place where they filmed &lt;a href="http://www.foxmovies.com/hopefloats/"&gt;Hope Floats&lt;/a&gt;.  We had two days of the most fantastic food.  We happened to stop at a gas station/bakery and ate the most wonderful fresh baked &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;pastries&lt;/span&gt;.  We can definitely say that we had a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;fantastic&lt;/span&gt; trip but our Spring trip will have to be longer.  One day just doesn't do it.  This place was huge.  Enormous.  If you don't find something to take home you just have lost your mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Spring show dates are posted as the first week of April 2008 so let us know if you wanna join us fun shopping and great food.  The more the merrier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RwJuzQYZyhI/AAAAAAAAAgw/qygpFygwY4U/s1600-h/trip+19+a+email.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RwJuzQYZyhI/AAAAAAAAAgw/qygpFygwY4U/s400/trip+19+a+email.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116773953496009234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Angelia's bedroom...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RwJwMwYZyiI/AAAAAAAAAg4/davVCy7O9G8/s1600-h/trip+21+a+email.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RwJwMwYZyiI/AAAAAAAAAg4/davVCy7O9G8/s400/trip+21+a+email.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116775491094301218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;...And the kitchen.  Would have been very &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;convenient&lt;/span&gt; to make cookies at 2:00 AM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RwJziAYZyjI/AAAAAAAAAhA/ZFuVtqavJBw/s1600-h/trip+48+a+email.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RwJziAYZyjI/AAAAAAAAAhA/ZFuVtqavJBw/s400/trip+48+a+email.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116779154701404722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The sign says it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RwJ1igYZykI/AAAAAAAAAhI/9I3CfrXeCt8/s1600-h/trip+33+a+email.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RwJ1igYZykI/AAAAAAAAAhI/9I3CfrXeCt8/s400/trip+33+a+email.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116781362314594882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We weren't officially shoppers until we got the bugaboo cart.  We did make several trips back to the car but, boy, was this a life saver.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RwJ5TwYZylI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/tFMkgc8XA-Y/s1600-h/trip+44+a+email.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RwJ5TwYZylI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/tFMkgc8XA-Y/s400/trip+44+a+email.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116785506958035538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Angelia and Laurie.  Laurie met us there since she came from a different city.  And, no, we did not buy that frog.  That's how this restaurant found us to bring our order.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RwKBggYZymI/AAAAAAAAAhY/gdqY6zRx2qY/s1600-h/trip+45+a+email.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RwKBggYZymI/AAAAAAAAAhY/gdqY6zRx2qY/s400/trip+45+a+email.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116794522094389858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Road trippers.  Can't wait to do it again in the Spring.  We'll have built up our endurance, bought some more maps, and gathered a few more friends.  Thanks, Angelia and Laurie, for an fantastic time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RwKCywYZynI/AAAAAAAAAhg/_04zXZBFkYU/s1600-h/trip+11+a.+emailjpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RwKCywYZynI/AAAAAAAAAhg/_04zXZBFkYU/s400/trip+11+a.+emailjpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116795935138630258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One more for the road, this is the only one that I really edited.  The town was an old rail road depot.  So the b &amp;amp; b was train themed.&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/8853896833275548187-3058594175192042562?l=thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/3058594175192042562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8853896833275548187&amp;postID=3058594175192042562' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8853896833275548187/posts/default/3058594175192042562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8853896833275548187/posts/default/3058594175192042562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com/2007/10/antiquing-we-will-go.html' title='Antiquing We Will Go'/><author><name>Melody A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12630888832148591878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/R2161aYDsAI/AAAAAAAAAx0/995drbKNp-o/S220/cutemelody+(4)+a+email.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RwJuzQYZyhI/AAAAAAAAAgw/qygpFygwY4U/s72-c/trip+19+a+email.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8853896833275548187.post-882963664645003267</id><published>2007-10-02T12:19:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-10-02T12:25:29.190Z</updated><title type='text'>Gettin' Back Into the Swing of Things</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It seems that I brought back something from the antique show that I didn't pay for.  A very bad cold.  I've risen from the bed and am feeling much better so I will catch up on posts later today including pics from our antique adventure.  So, what did I miss?&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/8853896833275548187-882963664645003267?l=thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/882963664645003267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8853896833275548187&amp;postID=882963664645003267' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8853896833275548187/posts/default/882963664645003267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8853896833275548187/posts/default/882963664645003267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com/2007/10/gettin-back-into-swing-of-things.html' title='Gettin&apos; Back Into the Swing of Things'/><author><name>Melody A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12630888832148591878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/R2161aYDsAI/AAAAAAAAAx0/995drbKNp-o/S220/cutemelody+(4)+a+email.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8853896833275548187.post-655878931815889384</id><published>2007-09-28T03:35:00.002Z</published><updated>2007-09-28T03:58:07.493Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thursday&apos;s Theme'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fun with Friends'/><title type='text'>Ritual</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/Rvx2ru7BGnI/AAAAAAAAAgg/6xjurou14Z4/s1600-h/bakery+1+ipf+email.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/Rvx2ru7BGnI/AAAAAAAAAgg/6xjurou14Z4/s400/bakery+1+ipf+email.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115093770488060530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is very late but I decided to post it anyway.  &lt;a href="http://picturethis.clubmom.com/"&gt;Tracey's&lt;/a&gt; theme for this &lt;a href="http://picturethis.clubmom.com/picture_this/2007/09/ritual-in-the-r.html#comments"&gt;Thursday&lt;/a&gt; is ritual.  We probably have several during our day but the main one lately is our get ready for school ritual.  It's typical, nothing out of the ordinary.  But today was special.  Today Daddy decided to go in to work late (we had two appointments at the house that we made early).  He takes Natalya to school most days but he has never taken Vienne to school.  And V has been wanting him to.  So today we got ready as usual but instead of just Daddy and Natalya leaving the house, we all left (in two cars because Daddy did still have to get to work).  We had planned on dropping N off, going to the bakery for muffins, then dropping V off.  We got to Natalya's school, unloaded and OOPS- no backpack.  Natalya giggles.  Daddy goes back home to get it then meets me and V at the bakery.  We have our muffins then take V to school.  We unload at her school and OOPS no school bag!  Vienne giggles and I go get the bag.  Greg heads to the house for our construction meetings but not before saying, "I'm never doing this again.  It threw everyone off."  Our usual ritual was interrupted and not without a price.   There is a reason we have rituals.  It keeps us all sane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow, a super fun &lt;a href="http://mamastoeheadboyz.blogspot.com/"&gt;friend&lt;/a&gt; and I are heading to what is said to be a &lt;a href="http://www.zapphall.com/"&gt;famous antique show&lt;/a&gt; a couple of hours away.  A girls road trip.  We're staying a night then shopping Saturday.  I'm hoping to find at least one good treasure.  And it's not even the shopping that thrills me the most.  It's the idea that this will be the first time that I've been away over night without Greg and the girls.  Ever.  Don't judge.  I'm just overly attached.  I'm learning to let go.  Hopefully I'll bring back a good story.&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/8853896833275548187-655878931815889384?l=thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/655878931815889384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8853896833275548187&amp;postID=655878931815889384' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8853896833275548187/posts/default/655878931815889384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8853896833275548187/posts/default/655878931815889384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com/2007/09/ritual.html' title='Ritual'/><author><name>Melody A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12630888832148591878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/R2161aYDsAI/AAAAAAAAAx0/995drbKNp-o/S220/cutemelody+(4)+a+email.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/Rvx2ru7BGnI/AAAAAAAAAgg/6xjurou14Z4/s72-c/bakery+1+ipf+email.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8853896833275548187.post-7322342294952717773</id><published>2007-09-25T12:22:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-09-25T12:22:42.728Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Home Building 101'/><title type='text'>House Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Just an update on the house.  It is moving along very well.  They've  sheet rocked the inside and textured the walls.  They are currently putting the stone on the exterior and will paint the stucco as soon as I get a chance to run over there and check out the sample color they put on the wall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RvZ2h-7BGgI/AAAAAAAAAfg/G-dcgP8_SGc/s1600-h/sept+22+07+4+a+email.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RvZ2h-7BGgI/AAAAAAAAAfg/G-dcgP8_SGc/s400/sept+22+07+4+a+email.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113404753124071938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The exterior will be part stone part stucco.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RvZzie7BGfI/AAAAAAAAAfY/D5XiL8n8Wkk/s1600-h/sept+22+07+6+a+email.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RvZzie7BGfI/AAAAAAAAAfY/D5XiL8n8Wkk/s400/sept+22+07+6+a+email.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113401463179123186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The front door waiting to be stained.  Although it's up now, I think they will be taking it down.  They don't usually keep the doors on and usually use construction doors.  They had to install it to make the door frame.  Hmm.&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/8853896833275548187-7322342294952717773?l=thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/7322342294952717773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8853896833275548187&amp;postID=7322342294952717773' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8853896833275548187/posts/default/7322342294952717773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8853896833275548187/posts/default/7322342294952717773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com/2007/09/house-update.html' title='House Update'/><author><name>Melody A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12630888832148591878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/R2161aYDsAI/AAAAAAAAAx0/995drbKNp-o/S220/cutemelody+(4)+a+email.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RvZ2h-7BGgI/AAAAAAAAAfg/G-dcgP8_SGc/s72-c/sept+22+07+4+a+email.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8853896833275548187.post-5234489559494532885</id><published>2007-09-24T12:10:00.001Z</published><updated>2007-09-24T12:12:41.664Z</updated><title type='text'>Blogger is Whack...</title><content type='html'>...This morning.  I guarantee the pics are there.  Please check back later.  Hmm...Is someone working on it?  Is anyone awake?  I was packing up to move two weeks ago and thought, "Well, it doesn't happen &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt; often."  Time to rethink.  Ugh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8853896833275548187-5234489559494532885?l=thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/5234489559494532885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8853896833275548187&amp;postID=5234489559494532885' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8853896833275548187/posts/default/5234489559494532885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8853896833275548187/posts/default/5234489559494532885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com/2007/09/blogger-is-whack.html' title='Blogger is Whack...'/><author><name>Melody A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12630888832148591878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/R2161aYDsAI/AAAAAAAAAx0/995drbKNp-o/S220/cutemelody+(4)+a+email.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8853896833275548187.post-5570259116962497543</id><published>2007-09-24T11:09:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-10-21T14:54:27.657Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Capturing life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Best Shot Monday'/><title type='text'>Happy Monday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RvchIe7BGiI/AAAAAAAAAf4/9AOdV8DPBos/s1600-h/back+12+b+email.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RvchIe7BGiI/AAAAAAAAAf4/9AOdV8DPBos/s400/back+12+b+email.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113592331525757474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This was Natalya's serious face.  I just love it.  I have been practicing &lt;a href="http://thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com/2007/09/before-and-after.html"&gt;more&lt;/a&gt; with &lt;a href="http://the-kraft-family.com/WordPress/"&gt;Stacey&lt;/a&gt;'s "&lt;a href="http://the-kraft-family.com/WordPress/?p=692#comment-2333"&gt;eye pop&lt;/a&gt;" tutorial.  What a difference it makes.  This is &lt;a href="http://picturethis.clubmom.com/picture_this/2007/09/rainy-days-and-.html"&gt;My Best Shot&lt;/a&gt;.  Heading over to &lt;a href="http://picturethis.clubmom.com/"&gt;Picture This&lt;/a&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/8853896833275548187-5570259116962497543?l=thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/5570259116962497543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8853896833275548187&amp;postID=5570259116962497543' title='20 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8853896833275548187/posts/default/5570259116962497543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8853896833275548187/posts/default/5570259116962497543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com/2007/09/happy-monday.html' title='Happy Monday'/><author><name>Melody A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12630888832148591878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/R2161aYDsAI/AAAAAAAAAx0/995drbKNp-o/S220/cutemelody+(4)+a+email.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RvchIe7BGiI/AAAAAAAAAf4/9AOdV8DPBos/s72-c/back+12+b+email.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8853896833275548187.post-3304875366913810555</id><published>2007-09-23T01:56:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-09-24T13:30:48.357Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography'/><title type='text'>Before and After</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If you don't visit &lt;a href="http://the-kraft-family.com/wordpress"&gt;Stacey&lt;/a&gt; on a regular basis like I do, you're missing out on some great photography (and, well, cute kids!)  But as an added bonus, on Saturdays she posts photography tips.  I'm constantly trying to improve my craft so I love her tips.  Stacey is a fantastic teacher and her tutorials are so easy to follow.  Today's tip was on how to &lt;a href="http://the-kraft-family.com/WordPress/?p=692#comment-2333"&gt;dodge the eyes&lt;/a&gt; to make that wonderful "eye pop" that I've seen a lot of lately.  Go over there and check it out.  But first looky at what I've done!  The first shot is the before and the second is the after.  I followed Stacey's eye pop directions and then processed some more for the final oomph. What do you think, Stacey?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/Rve7re7BGjI/AAAAAAAAAgA/TFf3OaFOW2U/s1600-h/back+11+b+email.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/Rve7re7BGjI/AAAAAAAAAgA/TFf3OaFOW2U/s400/back+11+b+email.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113762257611856434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/Rve73-7BGkI/AAAAAAAAAgI/5_sixokssr0/s1600-h/back+11+c+email.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/Rve73-7BGkI/AAAAAAAAAgI/5_sixokssr0/s400/back+11+c+email.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113762472360221250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After&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/8853896833275548187-3304875366913810555?l=thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/3304875366913810555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8853896833275548187&amp;postID=3304875366913810555' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8853896833275548187/posts/default/3304875366913810555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8853896833275548187/posts/default/3304875366913810555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com/2007/09/before-and-after.html' title='Before and After'/><author><name>Melody A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12630888832148591878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/R2161aYDsAI/AAAAAAAAAx0/995drbKNp-o/S220/cutemelody+(4)+a+email.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/Rve7re7BGjI/AAAAAAAAAgA/TFf3OaFOW2U/s72-c/back+11+b+email.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8853896833275548187.post-5688811723831489682</id><published>2007-09-20T17:45:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-10-21T14:55:10.599Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cherishing Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Loving Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Capturing life'/><title type='text'>Pic of the Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RvKUA3BUxhI/AAAAAAAAAeU/zru2q7y6oCk/s1600-h/bot+gard+97+b+email.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RvKUA3BUxhI/AAAAAAAAAeU/zru2q7y6oCk/s400/bot+gard+97+b+email.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112311269509350930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I had already published this post with just this picture but I had to come back and add a note.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Today I had lunch with Natalya at her school.  If your child's school &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;offers&lt;/span&gt; this, I would definitely take the opportunity to do it.  It was very nostalgic.  It has been a long time since I've sat in a school cafeteria.  Honestly, I was even a little anxious.  I don't really know why.  Maybe I was just excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I had great reason to be.  When Natalya saw me she started jumping and had the biggest smile on her face.  She came to me and gave me a humongous hug like she hadn't seen me in days.  She had even made me a "Thank You" card for coming to have lunch with her.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;, I've been crying some these days because of the trouble that I've been having with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Vienne&lt;/span&gt;.  You can't imagine how happy she made me just in this one minute period.  I cried again.  She'll have no idea how much I needed that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we sat and ate our fries and chicken.  She told me all about the lunch time routine.  The teachers have taught the kids sign language so that they can ask for things with less words.  That cracked me up.  She told me about some of her friends and then about what they had already done in class today.  I saw my baby grow up so many years right before my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch was over and she joined her class.  I thought to myself, "She is my angel.  She gives me strength.  How lucky I am."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RvKxTHBUxiI/AAAAAAAAAec/xQ1LEjE1xMo/s1600-h/thank+you+card+a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RvKxTHBUxiI/AAAAAAAAAec/xQ1LEjE1xMo/s400/thank+you+card+a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112343468879169058" 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/8853896833275548187-5688811723831489682?l=thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/5688811723831489682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8853896833275548187&amp;postID=5688811723831489682' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8853896833275548187/posts/default/5688811723831489682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8853896833275548187/posts/default/5688811723831489682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com/2007/09/pic-of-day.html' title='Pic of the Day'/><author><name>Melody A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12630888832148591878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/R2161aYDsAI/AAAAAAAAAx0/995drbKNp-o/S220/cutemelody+(4)+a+email.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RvKUA3BUxhI/AAAAAAAAAeU/zru2q7y6oCk/s72-c/bot+gard+97+b+email.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8853896833275548187.post-2092254247864256633</id><published>2007-09-19T02:05:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-09-19T02:14:38.981Z</updated><title type='text'>Four Little Bubble Blowers</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We had play group yesterday with some of our neighborhood friends.  Look at my Sweet V.  My dark haired beauty among all those blond boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RvCEhXBUxfI/AAAAAAAAAeE/_jlWj9fAymc/s1600-h/playgroup+A+a+email.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RvCEhXBUxfI/AAAAAAAAAeE/_jlWj9fAymc/s400/playgroup+A+a+email.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111731285715633650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Vienne's been having a hard time the last few days of school.  I've had to leave her while she cries.  It really goes against every thing I know as a Mom.  When my children cry, I run to them.  It's so hard to walk the other way.  I felt like I had an angel today, though.  A grandmother was dropping her granddaughter off and noticed that I was teary eyed.  She came to me with the most heart felt hug and said the sweetest prayer over my shoulder.  I can barely remember the words but I do remember "give her strength."  It stayed with me all day.  To you my angel out there, thank you. &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/8853896833275548187-2092254247864256633?l=thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/2092254247864256633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8853896833275548187&amp;postID=2092254247864256633' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8853896833275548187/posts/default/2092254247864256633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8853896833275548187/posts/default/2092254247864256633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com/2007/09/four-little-bubble-blowers.html' title='Four Little Bubble Blowers'/><author><name>Melody A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12630888832148591878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/R2161aYDsAI/AAAAAAAAAx0/995drbKNp-o/S220/cutemelody+(4)+a+email.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RvCEhXBUxfI/AAAAAAAAAeE/_jlWj9fAymc/s72-c/playgroup+A+a+email.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8853896833275548187.post-1984049086716227419</id><published>2007-09-17T10:58:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-09-17T10:59:11.513Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Best Shot Monday'/><title type='text'>Pattin' Myself on the Back</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/Ruw2tatu-ZI/AAAAAAAAAdc/7SbGWJDgAO0/s1600-h/bot+gard+23+a+bw+email.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/Ruw2tatu-ZI/AAAAAAAAAdc/7SbGWJDgAO0/s400/bot+gard+23+a+bw+email.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110519831051827602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm still learning the flare thing but I think I did pretty good on this one.  I got low to take this and happened to see the sun through the trees.  I crossed my fingers and clicked.  Not bad, eh?  Then I chose to over expose a little and added a touch of grain.  I chose this as &lt;a href="http://picturethis.clubmom.com/picture_this/2007/09/best-pet-monday.html"&gt;My Best Shot&lt;/a&gt;.  Now I'm going over to &lt;a href="http://picturethis.clubmom.com/"&gt;Picture This&lt;/a&gt; to see other amazing shots.&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/8853896833275548187-1984049086716227419?l=thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/1984049086716227419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8853896833275548187&amp;postID=1984049086716227419' title='24 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8853896833275548187/posts/default/1984049086716227419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8853896833275548187/posts/default/1984049086716227419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com/2007/09/pattin-myself-on-back.html' title='Pattin&apos; Myself on the Back'/><author><name>Melody A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12630888832148591878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/R2161aYDsAI/AAAAAAAAAx0/995drbKNp-o/S220/cutemelody+(4)+a+email.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/Ruw2tatu-ZI/AAAAAAAAAdc/7SbGWJDgAO0/s72-c/bot+gard+23+a+bw+email.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>24</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8853896833275548187.post-3589893702444154124</id><published>2007-09-15T21:11:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-09-23T01:21:48.668Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Capturing life'/><title type='text'>Botanical Gardens</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Today we took a trip to the &lt;a href="http://www.sabot.org/"&gt;San Antonio Botanical Gardens&lt;/a&gt;.  It really is a lovely place.  When it's not in the 90's and humid as h-e-double hockey sticks.  The gardens currently have a special exhibit going on called Dora and Diego's Garden Adventure.  I debated about whether or not we should go to the gardens during this event because I really want the girls to like it there without all that hoopla.  But we went and they enjoyed it.  Dora and Diego lead you through some sections of the gardens where the kids can explore gardening, sand play, musical instruments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/Ruw8xqtu-aI/AAAAAAAAAdk/_V0E_j4kke8/s1600-h/bot+gard+5+a+email.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/Ruw8xqtu-aI/AAAAAAAAAdk/_V0E_j4kke8/s400/bot+gard+5+a+email.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110526501136038306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RuxDv6tu-bI/AAAAAAAAAds/2-KpH1ZBtGI/s1600-h/bot+gard+14+a+email.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RuxDv6tu-bI/AAAAAAAAAds/2-KpH1ZBtGI/s400/bot+gard+14+a+email.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110534167652661682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RuxGlqtu-cI/AAAAAAAAAd0/CX_IWDtEOTk/s1600-h/bot+gard+85+a+bw+email.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RuxGlqtu-cI/AAAAAAAAAd0/CX_IWDtEOTk/s400/bot+gard+85+a+bw+email.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110537290093885890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RuxJtKtu-dI/AAAAAAAAAd8/n1mczYixhbg/s1600-h/bot+gard+101+a+email.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RuxJtKtu-dI/AAAAAAAAAd8/n1mczYixhbg/s400/bot+gard+101+a+email.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110540717477788114" 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/8853896833275548187-3589893702444154124?l=thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/3589893702444154124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8853896833275548187&amp;postID=3589893702444154124' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8853896833275548187/posts/default/3589893702444154124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8853896833275548187/posts/default/3589893702444154124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com/2007/09/botanical-gardens.html' title='Botanical Gardens'/><author><name>Melody A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12630888832148591878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/R2161aYDsAI/AAAAAAAAAx0/995drbKNp-o/S220/cutemelody+(4)+a+email.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/Ruw8xqtu-aI/AAAAAAAAAdk/_V0E_j4kke8/s72-c/bot+gard+5+a+email.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8853896833275548187.post-877731617159526586</id><published>2007-09-14T23:52:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-09-15T01:01:56.789Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cherishing Life'/><title type='text'>Simple Pleasures</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RusW9qtu-YI/AAAAAAAAAdU/Ka-_rC_-lUE/s1600-h/water+balloon+3+a+email.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RusW9qtu-YI/AAAAAAAAAdU/Ka-_rC_-lUE/s400/water+balloon+3+a+email.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110203450875902338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A couple of weeks ago, the girls got to experience water balloons for the first time ever.  And they loved it.  So I bought water balloons for them to play with at home.  This was Natalya's face when we brought them out.  It's so hard to remember how simple things can be so wonderful.&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/8853896833275548187-877731617159526586?l=thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/877731617159526586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8853896833275548187&amp;postID=877731617159526586' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8853896833275548187/posts/default/877731617159526586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8853896833275548187/posts/default/877731617159526586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com/2007/09/simple-pleasures.html' title='Simple Pleasures'/><author><name>Melody A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12630888832148591878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/R2161aYDsAI/AAAAAAAAAx0/995drbKNp-o/S220/cutemelody+(4)+a+email.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RusW9qtu-YI/AAAAAAAAAdU/Ka-_rC_-lUE/s72-c/water+balloon+3+a+email.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8853896833275548187.post-3064243794233117527</id><published>2007-09-14T02:56:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-09-14T03:29:27.109Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Crafts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fun with Friends'/><title type='text'>Craft Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So me and some fellow &lt;a href="http://mamastoeheadboyz.blogspot.com/"&gt;hip&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://threelittleindians.blogspot.com/"&gt;mommas&lt;/a&gt; decided to get together today for our first Craft Day.  A little something fun to do while the kiddos are in school. We all brought over a project, gabbed, and had lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RunqZatu-VI/AAAAAAAAAc8/cnrXOscOYBc/s1600-h/1st+craft+day+a+email.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RunqZatu-VI/AAAAAAAAAc8/cnrXOscOYBc/s400/1st+craft+day+a+email.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109872974617311570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/Run_Gqtu-WI/AAAAAAAAAdE/SOItoaBt2qA/s1600-h/1st+Craft+Day+2+a+email.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/Run_Gqtu-WI/AAAAAAAAAdE/SOItoaBt2qA/s400/1st+Craft+Day+2+a+email.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109895742238947682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They only project that I could come up with was painting these letters for V's rooms.  They have actually been sitting on my bedroom floor for months!  Thank goodness for Craft Day.&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/8853896833275548187-3064243794233117527?l=thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/3064243794233117527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8853896833275548187&amp;postID=3064243794233117527' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8853896833275548187/posts/default/3064243794233117527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8853896833275548187/posts/default/3064243794233117527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com/2007/09/craft-day.html' title='Craft Day'/><author><name>Melody A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12630888832148591878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/R2161aYDsAI/AAAAAAAAAx0/995drbKNp-o/S220/cutemelody+(4)+a+email.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RunqZatu-VI/AAAAAAAAAc8/cnrXOscOYBc/s72-c/1st+craft+day+a+email.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8853896833275548187.post-8012930510337120806</id><published>2007-09-12T16:43:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-09-12T16:46:35.760Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photoshop'/><title type='text'>Flowers</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RugXsqtu-UI/AAAAAAAAAc0/vdnT56NENTA/s1600-h/IMG_8446+a+email.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RugXsqtu-UI/AAAAAAAAAc0/vdnT56NENTA/s400/IMG_8446+a+email.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109359833399621954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Had time to play around a little.  Here's what I came up with.&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/8853896833275548187-8012930510337120806?l=thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/8012930510337120806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8853896833275548187&amp;postID=8012930510337120806' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8853896833275548187/posts/default/8012930510337120806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8853896833275548187/posts/default/8012930510337120806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com/2007/09/flowers.html' title='Flowers'/><author><name>Melody A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12630888832148591878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/R2161aYDsAI/AAAAAAAAAx0/995drbKNp-o/S220/cutemelody+(4)+a+email.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RugXsqtu-UI/AAAAAAAAAc0/vdnT56NENTA/s72-c/IMG_8446+a+email.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8853896833275548187.post-419437394864504235</id><published>2007-09-10T11:02:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-10-21T14:57:51.264Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Capturing life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Best Shot Monday'/><title type='text'>My Best Shot</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RuP9HIjBNnI/AAAAAAAAAcc/b31ihN074v4/s1600-h/ducks+21+a+email.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RuP9HIjBNnI/AAAAAAAAAcc/b31ihN074v4/s400/ducks+21+a+email.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108204701363549810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Follow the leader to &lt;a href="http://picturethis.clubmom.com/"&gt;Picture This&lt;/a&gt; for more &lt;a href="http://picturethis.clubmom.com/picture_this/2007/09/putting-the-fun.html#comments"&gt;Best Shot's&lt;/a&gt; this Monday.&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/8853896833275548187-419437394864504235?l=thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/419437394864504235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8853896833275548187&amp;postID=419437394864504235' title='28 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8853896833275548187/posts/default/419437394864504235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8853896833275548187/posts/default/419437394864504235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com/2007/09/my-best-shot.html' title='My Best Shot'/><author><name>Melody A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12630888832148591878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/R2161aYDsAI/AAAAAAAAAx0/995drbKNp-o/S220/cutemelody+(4)+a+email.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RuP9HIjBNnI/AAAAAAAAAcc/b31ihN074v4/s72-c/ducks+21+a+email.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>28</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8853896833275548187.post-6622206932627384145</id><published>2007-09-09T01:24:00.001Z</published><updated>2007-09-09T14:21:03.143Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography'/><title type='text'>Happy Sunday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nothing to say today, just a few pictures to share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RuNXtojBNmI/AAAAAAAAAcU/TJjLGfQS-GQ/s1600-h/ducks+16+a+email.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RuNXtojBNmI/AAAAAAAAAcU/TJjLGfQS-GQ/s400/ducks+16+a+email.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108022843858302562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RuNMJojBNkI/AAAAAAAAAcE/uJiE5CE7xxE/s1600-h/ducks+13+a+email.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RuNMJojBNkI/AAAAAAAAAcE/uJiE5CE7xxE/s400/ducks+13+a+email.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108010130755106370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RuQBAYjBNoI/AAAAAAAAAck/JW8pPE-N_9g/s1600-h/ducks+14+a+email.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RuQBAYjBNoI/AAAAAAAAAck/JW8pPE-N_9g/s400/ducks+14+a+email.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108208983445943938" 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/8853896833275548187-6622206932627384145?l=thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/6622206932627384145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8853896833275548187&amp;postID=6622206932627384145' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8853896833275548187/posts/default/6622206932627384145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8853896833275548187/posts/default/6622206932627384145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com/2007/09/happy-sunday.html' title='Happy Sunday'/><author><name>Melody A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12630888832148591878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/R2161aYDsAI/AAAAAAAAAx0/995drbKNp-o/S220/cutemelody+(4)+a+email.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RuNXtojBNmI/AAAAAAAAAcU/TJjLGfQS-GQ/s72-c/ducks+16+a+email.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8853896833275548187.post-4424048552723225295</id><published>2007-09-07T14:49:00.001Z</published><updated>2007-09-07T14:57:00.821Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography'/><title type='text'>The Morning Sun</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RuFlGYjBNiI/AAAAAAAAAb0/-S3qyQr7r20/s1600-h/taco+1+b+email.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RuFlGYjBNiI/AAAAAAAAAb0/-S3qyQr7r20/s400/taco+1+b+email.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107474612757804578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Does anyone else ever feel guilty that they take more pictures of one child than another?  Lately V has been more willing to participate.  I guess I can be the one person who can say that they have just as many pics of my second child as my first.  'Cause I hear it sometimes dwindles with each child.  But how cute is she?&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/8853896833275548187-4424048552723225295?l=thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/4424048552723225295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8853896833275548187&amp;postID=4424048552723225295' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8853896833275548187/posts/default/4424048552723225295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8853896833275548187/posts/default/4424048552723225295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com/2007/09/morning-sun.html' title='The Morning Sun'/><author><name>Melody A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12630888832148591878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/R2161aYDsAI/AAAAAAAAAx0/995drbKNp-o/S220/cutemelody+(4)+a+email.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RuFlGYjBNiI/AAAAAAAAAb0/-S3qyQr7r20/s72-c/taco+1+b+email.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8853896833275548187.post-4348024864054402385</id><published>2007-09-05T11:12:00.001Z</published><updated>2007-09-23T01:13:33.381Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Capturing life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wordless Wednesday'/><title type='text'>Shhh, Baby Sleeping</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/Rt6PQ4jBNhI/AAAAAAAAAbs/vs4E3lUnaFM/s1600-h/luau+130+b+bw+email.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/Rt6PQ4jBNhI/AAAAAAAAAbs/vs4E3lUnaFM/s400/luau+130+b+bw+email.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106676547704665618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(Wordless Wednesday &lt;a href="http://www.wordlesswednesday.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.  Please tip toe.)&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/8853896833275548187-4348024864054402385?l=thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/4348024864054402385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8853896833275548187&amp;postID=4348024864054402385' title='21 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8853896833275548187/posts/default/4348024864054402385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8853896833275548187/posts/default/4348024864054402385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com/2007/09/shhh-baby-sleeping.html' title='Shhh, Baby Sleeping'/><author><name>Melody A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12630888832148591878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/R2161aYDsAI/AAAAAAAAAx0/995drbKNp-o/S220/cutemelody+(4)+a+email.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/Rt6PQ4jBNhI/AAAAAAAAAbs/vs4E3lUnaFM/s72-c/luau+130+b+bw+email.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>21</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8853896833275548187.post-7534587871135152407</id><published>2007-09-04T02:14:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-09-04T02:27:31.074Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cherishing Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fun with Friends'/><title type='text'>Hula Wants to Have Some Funna?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We do!  We had a blast today celebrating Labor Day with a luau with our Fab Friends the &lt;a href="http://threelittleindians.blogspot.com/"&gt;Fab Five&lt;/a&gt;.  I can't say enough how lucky we are to know 'em.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RtyrQojBNdI/AAAAAAAAAbM/x8xjNwaj2EA/s1600-h/luau+25+a+email.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RtyrQojBNdI/AAAAAAAAAbM/x8xjNwaj2EA/s400/luau+25+a+email.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106144379781854674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Festivities of the day included "Hot Potato".  Err, um, "Coconut".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RtyTHIjBNcI/AAAAAAAAAbE/dXr8PaiaNPc/s1600-h/luau+61+a+email.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RtyTHIjBNcI/AAAAAAAAAbE/dXr8PaiaNPc/s400/luau+61+a+email.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106117828294030786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Water balloon toss. LOTS of busted balloons over here.  This was the first time the girls had played it and they loved it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RtyQUYjBNbI/AAAAAAAAAa8/yB-hGMH_ne8/s1600-h/luau+78+a+email.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RtyQUYjBNbI/AAAAAAAAAa8/yB-hGMH_ne8/s400/luau+78+a+email.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106114757392414130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The girls also got to make thier own leis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RtyueojBNeI/AAAAAAAAAbU/TIIkiY0PB-M/s1600-h/luau+48+a+email.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RtyueojBNeI/AAAAAAAAAbU/TIIkiY0PB-M/s400/luau+48+a+email.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106147918834906594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Hip Hubs probably talking shop.  Or gossiping.  You know how they can get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/Rty3SYjBNgI/AAAAAAAAAbk/1NpLhpEpwqY/s1600-h/luau+99+a+email.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/Rty3SYjBNgI/AAAAAAAAAbk/1NpLhpEpwqY/s400/luau+99+a+email.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106157603986159106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My pretty island princesses putting their feet in the water.  It only reached about 81 degrees today but it was very humid. We didn't swim because the water was cold.  I somehow don't think the kids would have minded very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/Rty1uojBNfI/AAAAAAAAAbc/flmZ_jIb9kY/s1600-h/luau+117+c+email.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/Rty1uojBNfI/AAAAAAAAAbc/flmZ_jIb9kY/s400/luau+117+c+email.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106155890294207986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And where would we be without our friends.  We love 'em.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RtyBGYjBNaI/AAAAAAAAAa0/lsCdMd1JIOo/s1600-h/luau+117+b+email.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8853896833275548187-7534587871135152407?l=thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/7534587871135152407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8853896833275548187&amp;postID=7534587871135152407' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8853896833275548187/posts/default/7534587871135152407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8853896833275548187/posts/default/7534587871135152407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com/2007/09/hula-wants-to-have-some-funna.html' title='Hula Wants to Have Some Funna?'/><author><name>Melody A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12630888832148591878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/R2161aYDsAI/AAAAAAAAAx0/995drbKNp-o/S220/cutemelody+(4)+a+email.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RtyrQojBNdI/AAAAAAAAAbM/x8xjNwaj2EA/s72-c/luau+25+a+email.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8853896833275548187.post-1606310948034815191</id><published>2007-09-03T12:35:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-09-23T01:14:12.656Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Capturing life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Best Shot Monday'/><title type='text'>Happy Labor Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hope no one is working on Labor Day and that you are out celebrating in some wonderful way (or just doing nothing). It's raining here this morning so that may put a damper on our plans.  Have a fun day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RtoM84jBNXI/AAAAAAAAAac/5Izt9ZGWe0M/s1600-h/parade+80+a+email.jpg"&gt;&lt;span class="on" style="display: block;" id="formatbar_CreateLink" title="Link" onmouseover="ButtonHoverOn(this);" onmouseout="ButtonHoverOff(this);" onmouseup="" onmousedown="CheckFormatting(event);FormatbarButton('richeditorframe', this, 8);ButtonMouseDown(this);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RtoM84jBNXI/AAAAAAAAAac/5Izt9ZGWe0M/s400/parade+80+a+email.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105407367688828274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This was taken at the parade this weekend.  To see more go &lt;a href="http://thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com/2007/09/kendall-county-fair.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.  This is &lt;a href="http://picturethis.clubmom.com/picture_this/2007/09/the-best-of-t-1.html"&gt;My Best Shot&lt;/a&gt;.  There's no homework at &lt;a href="http://picturethis.clubmom.com/"&gt;Picture This&lt;/a&gt; today.&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/8853896833275548187-1606310948034815191?l=thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/1606310948034815191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8853896833275548187&amp;postID=1606310948034815191' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8853896833275548187/posts/default/1606310948034815191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8853896833275548187/posts/default/1606310948034815191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com/2007/09/happy-labor-day.html' title='Happy Labor Day'/><author><name>Melody A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12630888832148591878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/R2161aYDsAI/AAAAAAAAAx0/995drbKNp-o/S220/cutemelody+(4)+a+email.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RtoM84jBNXI/AAAAAAAAAac/5Izt9ZGWe0M/s72-c/parade+80+a+email.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8853896833275548187.post-6888803717738412387</id><published>2007-09-02T02:06:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-09-02T02:07:02.943Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Exploring life'/><title type='text'>Kendall County Fair</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This weekend is the Kendall County Fair.  There are livestock shows and auctions, a carnival, and this morning there was a parade.  It was the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;longest&lt;/span&gt; small town parade ever at almost 2 hours.  The girls had a blast and Daddy is now broke.  We marvel at how much it is to go to a fair.  The rides average about $3 each.  You could easily spend $50 in just an  half hour of play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RtoIAIjBNUI/AAAAAAAAAaE/g-m27Lhv5Po/s1600-h/parade+26+a+email.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RtoIAIjBNUI/AAAAAAAAAaE/g-m27Lhv5Po/s400/parade+26+a+email.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105401925965264194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pretty queens and princesses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RtoKbYjBNVI/AAAAAAAAAaM/Mg_TOtO2h5k/s1600-h/parade+33+a+email.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RtoKbYjBNVI/AAAAAAAAAaM/Mg_TOtO2h5k/s400/parade+33+a+email.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105404593139955026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Candy!  Run!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RtoafojBNZI/AAAAAAAAAas/9CFHoXHJ3XU/s1600-h/parade+88+a+email.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RtoafojBNZI/AAAAAAAAAas/9CFHoXHJ3XU/s400/parade+88+a+email.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105422258340443538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sister love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RtoOV4jBNYI/AAAAAAAAAak/svkk61zNtgw/s1600-h/fair+5+a+email.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RtoOV4jBNYI/AAAAAAAAAak/svkk61zNtgw/s400/fair+5+a+email.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105408896697185666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Daddy enjoying fair food and a refreshing beverage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RtoF9IjBNTI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/ZCFkLTRPgwQ/s1600-h/fair+9+a+email.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RtoF9IjBNTI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/ZCFkLTRPgwQ/s400/fair+9+a+email.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105399675402401074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The longest corn dog ever.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Vienne&lt;/span&gt; only ate two bites of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RtoCqojBNSI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/Zp3NbdgHRMY/s1600-h/fair+24+a+email.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RtoCqojBNSI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/Zp3NbdgHRMY/s400/fair+24+a+email.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105396059039937826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;8 second ride.  Any bull riding fans out there?&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/8853896833275548187-6888803717738412387?l=thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/6888803717738412387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8853896833275548187&amp;postID=6888803717738412387' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8853896833275548187/posts/default/6888803717738412387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8853896833275548187/posts/default/6888803717738412387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com/2007/09/kendall-county-fair.html' title='Kendall County Fair'/><author><name>Melody A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12630888832148591878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/R2161aYDsAI/AAAAAAAAAx0/995drbKNp-o/S220/cutemelody+(4)+a+email.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RtoIAIjBNUI/AAAAAAAAAaE/g-m27Lhv5Po/s72-c/parade+26+a+email.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8853896833275548187.post-497638808675650090</id><published>2007-08-31T18:49:00.001Z</published><updated>2007-09-01T13:14:55.068Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Exploring life'/><title type='text'>Coo Coo for Coconuts</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/Rthiu4jBNPI/AAAAAAAAAZc/vJdwDaXd8wU/s1600-h/coconut+2+a+email.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/Rthiu4jBNPI/AAAAAAAAAZc/vJdwDaXd8wU/s400/coconut+2+a+email.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104938735217226994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This picture kinda makes me laugh.  Natalya and I were at HEB the other day and she saw coconuts.  Many a time I have said, "OK, one of these days we'll get one so you can see what they look like inside."  Natalya reminded me so we took two home.  Greg drilled a hole in each and we let the girls drink them.  It was no surprise that Natalya did not like it and it was also no surprise that Vienne did.  Then Greg smashed them open.  I did what I could to shred some of the meat and made smoothies.  If anyone has a trick to doing it let me know 'cause I had utensils and coconut everywhere.  On the other hand, I now know why they have it already shredded and ready in bags.&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/8853896833275548187-497638808675650090?l=thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/497638808675650090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8853896833275548187&amp;postID=497638808675650090' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8853896833275548187/posts/default/497638808675650090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8853896833275548187/posts/default/497638808675650090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com/2007/08/coo-coo-for-coconuts.html' title='Coo Coo for Coconuts'/><author><name>Melody A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12630888832148591878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/R2161aYDsAI/AAAAAAAAAx0/995drbKNp-o/S220/cutemelody+(4)+a+email.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/Rthiu4jBNPI/AAAAAAAAAZc/vJdwDaXd8wU/s72-c/coconut+2+a+email.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8853896833275548187.post-5827134397926175233</id><published>2007-08-31T14:01:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-09-01T13:43:53.163Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sewing'/><title type='text'>Sewing Frenzy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I've been all consumed these last few weeks with several sewing projects.  Thought I'd share some of them:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/Rtge4ojBNOI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/WRADfYoWHuk/s1600-h/playground+36+b+email.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/Rtge4ojBNOI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/WRADfYoWHuk/s400/playground+36+b+email.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104864135930262754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;OK, no sewing on these.  The girls, being my biggest fans, love them.  Who says summer's almost over?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RtRTb4jBNKI/AAAAAAAAAYw/mgzC7_PUyxw/s1600-h/nap+mat+6+a+email.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RtRTb4jBNKI/AAAAAAAAAYw/mgzC7_PUyxw/s400/nap+mat+6+a+email.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103796016218453154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;V's nap mat for school.  I decided the day before school started that I am going to have her nap at school.  So we ran out and got the plastic mat.  Then I made this cover with fleece camo and contrasting motorcycle fabric.  Girlie with a little edge, just like V.  Attached pillow and attached blanket.  I impressed myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RtgdEIjBNNI/AAAAAAAAAZI/7BPzAcK-fvw/s1600-h/V+1st+day+3+a+email.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RtgdEIjBNNI/AAAAAAAAAZI/7BPzAcK-fvw/s400/V+1st+day+3+a+email.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104862134475502802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And preschool totes.  This is V's before the monogramming.  Pink and brown zebra with black eyelash fringe.  I also made two camo totes for two boy friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next project will be Halloween costumes.  The girls want to be monsters.  Since we have always dressed up as a family, Mommy and Daddy will be monsters, too.&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/8853896833275548187-5827134397926175233?l=thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/5827134397926175233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8853896833275548187&amp;postID=5827134397926175233' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8853896833275548187/posts/default/5827134397926175233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8853896833275548187/posts/default/5827134397926175233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com/2007/08/sewing-frenzy_31.html' title='Sewing Frenzy'/><author><name>Melody A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12630888832148591878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/R2161aYDsAI/AAAAAAAAAx0/995drbKNp-o/S220/cutemelody+(4)+a+email.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/Rtge4ojBNOI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/WRADfYoWHuk/s72-c/playground+36+b+email.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8853896833275548187.post-4108248770682146180</id><published>2007-08-29T12:42:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-08-29T12:46:44.146Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wordless Wednesday'/><title type='text'>Wordless Wednesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RtVqP4jBNMI/AAAAAAAAAZA/MUrfqlvuBcw/s1600-h/raincoat+6+a+email.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RtVqP4jBNMI/AAAAAAAAAZA/MUrfqlvuBcw/s400/raincoat+6+a+email.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104102573804172482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(Thanks Jen and Priya!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wordlesswednesday.com"&gt;Wordless Wednesday.&lt;/a&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/8853896833275548187-4108248770682146180?l=thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/4108248770682146180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8853896833275548187&amp;postID=4108248770682146180' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8853896833275548187/posts/default/4108248770682146180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8853896833275548187/posts/default/4108248770682146180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com/2007/08/wordless-wednesday.html' title='Wordless Wednesday'/><author><name>Melody A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12630888832148591878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/R2161aYDsAI/AAAAAAAAAx0/995drbKNp-o/S220/cutemelody+(4)+a+email.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RtVqP4jBNMI/AAAAAAAAAZA/MUrfqlvuBcw/s72-c/raincoat+6+a+email.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8853896833275548187.post-4994400325344721920</id><published>2007-08-28T16:14:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-08-28T17:08:57.260Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cherishing Life'/><title type='text'>If You Find Me Wandering...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;...Please send me home.  I feel a little lost and lonely with no &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Vienne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; around.  It's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;eerily&lt;/span&gt; quiet and I think the Dog thinks something is up.  It hasn't been just me and Rockey since before the girls.  But V's first day of school drop off was a success.  She didn't fuss or cry and woke up ready to go.  This is how I hope to see her when I pick her up or else I'll be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;thinkin&lt;/span&gt;' that I'm the worst Mommy ever:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RtRMc4jBNII/AAAAAAAAAYg/bOajcUPvjgU/s1600-h/V+1st+day+9+a+email.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RtRMc4jBNII/AAAAAAAAAYg/bOajcUPvjgU/s400/V+1st+day+9+a+email.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103788336816927874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RtRWWIjBNLI/AAAAAAAAAY4/rvXfRbhD64M/s1600-h/V+1st+day+6+a+email.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RtRWWIjBNLI/AAAAAAAAAY4/rvXfRbhD64M/s400/V+1st+day+6+a+email.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103799215969088690" 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/8853896833275548187-4994400325344721920?l=thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/4994400325344721920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8853896833275548187&amp;postID=4994400325344721920' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8853896833275548187/posts/default/4994400325344721920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8853896833275548187/posts/default/4994400325344721920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com/2007/08/if-you-find-me-wandering.html' title='If You Find Me Wandering...'/><author><name>Melody A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12630888832148591878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/R2161aYDsAI/AAAAAAAAAx0/995drbKNp-o/S220/cutemelody+(4)+a+email.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RtRMc4jBNII/AAAAAAAAAYg/bOajcUPvjgU/s72-c/V+1st+day+9+a+email.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8853896833275548187.post-7780243012987734089</id><published>2007-08-26T14:37:00.001Z</published><updated>2007-08-27T15:16:28.747Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cherishing Life'/><title type='text'>We're Go For Lift Off</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Natlaya, may your first day of first grade be indicative of the many first journeys you take.  It's a big, big, big world.  We know you'll go far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RtLnLIjBNGI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/TxsJuztHOSw/s1600-h/Ist+day+1st+a+email.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RtLnLIjBNGI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/TxsJuztHOSw/s400/Ist+day+1st+a+email.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103395506223133794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This will be &lt;a href="http://picturethis.clubmom.com/picture_this/2007/08/summer-fruit.html"&gt;My Best Shot&lt;/a&gt; for today.  As always, the party's at &lt;a href="http://picturethis.clubmom.com/"&gt;Tracey's&lt;/a&gt; Monday mornings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RtLoM4jBNHI/AAAAAAAAAYY/vyEnTKKc-jE/s1600-h/IMG_7788+a+email.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RtLoM4jBNHI/AAAAAAAAAYY/vyEnTKKc-jE/s400/IMG_7788+a+email.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103396635799532658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me and my girls taken by our sweet &lt;a href="http://threelittleindians.blogspot.com/"&gt;friends&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Among the many accomplishments I know she will be honored with is this!  My big girl got &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/hipmommatexas/1077129362/in/pool-alittleperspective/"&gt;first place&lt;/a&gt; in the &lt;a href="http://picturethis.clubmom.com/picture_this/2007/08/the-little-big-.html"&gt;A Little Perspective photo contest&lt;/a&gt; hosted by &lt;a href="http://maypapers.blogspot.com/"&gt;Tracey Clark&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://snapshotchronicles.com/"&gt;et&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://littlezygote.clubmom.com/"&gt;al&lt;/a&gt;.  Natalya is very artistic at heart and I see lots of wonderful creations in her future.  (Our sweet dog has a been a good model lately affording both Natalya and &lt;a href="http://thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com/2007/08/7-days-and-counting.html"&gt;myself a first place win&lt;/a&gt; recently.  We adore her.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It will be Vienne's turn tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RtGQYIjBNFI/AAAAAAAAAYI/sBwE6pfIxug/s1600-h/v+open+house+2+b+email.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8853896833275548187-7780243012987734089?l=thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/7780243012987734089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8853896833275548187&amp;postID=7780243012987734089' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8853896833275548187/posts/default/7780243012987734089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8853896833275548187/posts/default/7780243012987734089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com/2007/08/were-go-for-lift-off.html' title='We&apos;re Go For Lift Off'/><author><name>Melody A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12630888832148591878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/R2161aYDsAI/AAAAAAAAAx0/995drbKNp-o/S220/cutemelody+(4)+a+email.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RtLnLIjBNGI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/TxsJuztHOSw/s72-c/Ist+day+1st+a+email.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8853896833275548187.post-4721325800367080280</id><published>2007-08-26T12:30:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-08-26T12:31:02.876Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Exploring life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Home Building 101'/><title type='text'>House With a View</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We visited the house this week.  The sheet rock should be going up within a few days.  Fun.  After that appointment we had a picnic dinner at the park of the sudvision that we are moving to.  They have a nice play ground for the kids and a very nice lake with a walking/horseback riding trail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RstBhIjBM9I/AAAAAAAAAWU/EmlKPX_bKl4/s1600-h/park+12+a+email.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RstBhIjBM9I/AAAAAAAAAWU/EmlKPX_bKl4/s400/park+12+a+email.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101243040413070290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/Rs94nYjBNEI/AAAAAAAAAYA/uErvKgYrKY4/s1600-h/park+31+a+email.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/Rs94nYjBNEI/AAAAAAAAAYA/uErvKgYrKY4/s400/park+31+a+email.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102429520833623106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Feeding the ducks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/Rs94XYjBNDI/AAAAAAAAAX4/1gFcgFIm9oY/s1600-h/park+56+a+email.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/Rs94XYjBNDI/AAAAAAAAAX4/1gFcgFIm9oY/s400/park+56+a+email.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102429245955716146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A horseshoe print that Natalya said looked like a heart.&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/8853896833275548187-4721325800367080280?l=thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/4721325800367080280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8853896833275548187&amp;postID=4721325800367080280' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8853896833275548187/posts/default/4721325800367080280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8853896833275548187/posts/default/4721325800367080280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com/2007/08/house-with-view.html' title='House With a View'/><author><name>Melody A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12630888832148591878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/R2161aYDsAI/AAAAAAAAAx0/995drbKNp-o/S220/cutemelody+(4)+a+email.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RstBhIjBM9I/AAAAAAAAAWU/EmlKPX_bKl4/s72-c/park+12+a+email.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8853896833275548187.post-1417753027280424346</id><published>2007-08-25T17:00:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-01-08T03:52:53.297Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Loving Life'/><title type='text'>A Mother's Dream</title><content type='html'>So I woke up this morning and had my morning Google Reader fix.  I found that &lt;a href="http://slurpinglife.typepad.com/"&gt;Melody&lt;/a&gt; at &lt;a href="http://slurpinglife.typepad.com/"&gt;Slurping Life&lt;/a&gt; had posted about a &lt;a href="http://singforhim94.blogspot.com/2007/08/mothers-and-daughters-blog-carnival.html"&gt;Mothers and Daughters Blog Carnival&lt;/a&gt; by &lt;a href="http://singforhim94.blogspot.com/"&gt;Sarah of Real Life&lt;/a&gt;.  I am a mother of daugthers, two gorgeous ones, so I decided to join in.  It's extremely personal, though.  And that's not like me.  So here goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We struggled with infertility like gazillions of families today.  I considered myself lucky when we had our first daughter.  She was born beautiful.  And of course I called her "Angel Face".  She was not only beautiful but she turned out to be the EASIEST child to raise (OK, after the first few months of very tiring nights.)  She never complained and never wandered and never (I mean never) said "No".  I thought, "What's all the fuss about.  This parenting thing is easy."  And still today she is the sweetest child anyone could meet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course we wanted more.  At least one more.  We stared infertility in the face again, I gave myself the shots, and I grimaced at the megazillions of doctor's appointments, toting my poor daughter along.  After 2 1/2 years of wanting, we had our second beautiful girl.  Two girls.  My dream come true.  Or was it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loved my first born immensely.  Nothing could compare.  I looked at her everyday and knew this was me.  This was why I was here.  Of course every mother says that but I truly felt it in my most inner being.  So when we started trying for our second I was a little torn.  No, a lot torn.  How could I love another child as much as I love my first?  And again, every mother says that.  But I truly felt it in my most inner being.  I wasn't worried that it was working.  I thought, "OK, I'll go through the motions but no big deal.  Maybe next month."  And when next month came and still nothing.  Still felt the same.  Maybe I don't want another.  "This next child can't compare.  How could he/she live up to what I already have?"  It couldn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then I secretly started hoping for a boy.  Ooooh, if I had a boy it would be different.  I could love him differently and inherently everything would be different.   Different parts, different likes, different ways of loving.  Want a boy, want a boy... "Looks like it will be a girl.  Congratulations!"  Wow... A girl... Yea, thanks... Hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I carried her in my womb knowing it was a girl.  All these months I tried to imagine what life would be like with her on the sideline.  I tried to imagine how she would fare as second best.  I tried to imagine myself holding a child that was not my Angel Face.  I slapped myself in the face everyday thinking, "How could a MOTHER think such horrible things?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then she was born.  And all of a sudden, the most fantastic, most incredible, most spiritual thing happened.  I did love her.  I did LOVE her.  And she was beautiful.  And she held my hand.  And I cried.  I brought home my second baby girl and I cried again.  How could I have wasted all those months of not loving her?  I felt ashamed.  I did not feel worthy.  I felt the lowest low of any lows.  I promised her that I would make it up to her.  That all the time that we lost would me made up and it would be as if it didn't happen at all.  It was my dream come true after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had always dreamed of having two girls.  I grew up with a sister and I have so many fun memories of growing up with her.  That's what I always considered perfect.  Now being the mother of two girls is my fairy tale.  They are both so different and I know that was on purpose.  My second is definitely more spicy and adventurous and full of all of the challenges that I didn't get to experience with our first.  I think they are both equipped with characteristics to help them face their future challenges as girls.  And I think that I am helping them face those challenges with dignity and pride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still today I wonder what it would have been like to have had a boy.  I really can't imagine it.  Sometimes I still don't think I'm worthy of the love my girls give me everyday.  But I will always make sure that they know that &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;they&lt;/span&gt; are worthy of the love that we give them.  And I hope that I can be the mother that they would have dreamed of.  I was meant to be the mother of two girls.  From my most inner being, I believe it now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HipMomma&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8853896833275548187-1417753027280424346?l=thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/1417753027280424346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8853896833275548187&amp;postID=1417753027280424346' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8853896833275548187/posts/default/1417753027280424346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8853896833275548187/posts/default/1417753027280424346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com/2007/08/mothers-dream.html' title='A Mother&apos;s Dream'/><author><name>Melody A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12630888832148591878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/R2161aYDsAI/AAAAAAAAAx0/995drbKNp-o/S220/cutemelody+(4)+a+email.jpg'/></author><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8853896833275548187.post-8392504547843973331</id><published>2007-08-24T23:29:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-08-24T23:52:25.111Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cherishing Life'/><title type='text'>3 Days and Counting</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Yesterday was a good school prep day.  Both girls had their open houses, Vienne in the morning and Natalya in the evening.  Vienne loved her new school.  The teachers were warm and welcoming.  And how could you hate a classroom that was FULL of toys?  I think she's gonna like it there.&lt;br /&gt;Natalya was in aw the whole time we were at her school.  It seems so big to me since her kindergarten was in a small private school (they brought the lunch to their classrooms and there were only 7 students.)  I was a little in aw too.  It brought back some memories walking into the library and the cafeteria.  Natalya sat in her desk and to her it was the just as fun as opening Christmas presents.  As we were leaving she said, "I wish I had homework to do tonight."  I love her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/Rs9qGYjBNAI/AAAAAAAAAXg/S2gazNgfl9Q/s1600-h/v+open+house+7+a+email.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/Rs9qGYjBNAI/AAAAAAAAAXg/S2gazNgfl9Q/s400/v+open+house+7+a+email.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102413560735151106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Vienne pretending to be Handy Manny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/Rs9rZYjBNBI/AAAAAAAAAXo/4LXpKX4F2wE/s1600-h/n+open+house+3+a+email.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/Rs9rZYjBNBI/AAAAAAAAAXo/4LXpKX4F2wE/s400/n+open+house+3+a+email.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102414986664293394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;THE desk, with a cubby.  Sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/Rs9u7ojBNCI/AAAAAAAAAXw/KaFH3g-LKEQ/s1600-h/v+open+house+10+a+email.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/Rs9u7ojBNCI/AAAAAAAAAXw/KaFH3g-LKEQ/s400/v+open+house+10+a+email.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102418873609696290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And Me at the end of the day.&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/8853896833275548187-8392504547843973331?l=thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/8392504547843973331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8853896833275548187&amp;postID=8392504547843973331' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8853896833275548187/posts/default/8392504547843973331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8853896833275548187/posts/default/8392504547843973331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com/2007/08/3-days-and-counting.html' title='3 Days and Counting'/><author><name>Melody A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12630888832148591878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/R2161aYDsAI/AAAAAAAAAx0/995drbKNp-o/S220/cutemelody+(4)+a+email.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/Rs9qGYjBNAI/AAAAAAAAAXg/S2gazNgfl9Q/s72-c/v+open+house+7+a+email.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8853896833275548187.post-8151007136059616691</id><published>2007-08-21T18:33:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-08-22T15:06:24.063Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cherishing Life'/><title type='text'>Not for Emotionally Unstable Moms</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Today the girls and I went to see the movie &lt;a href="http://www.arctictalemovie.com/"&gt;Arctic Tale&lt;/a&gt;.  From the makers of &lt;a href="http://wip.warnerbros.com/marchofthepenguins/"&gt;March of the Penguins&lt;/a&gt;, this movie follows the lives of a baby walrus and a baby polar bear from birth to adulthood.  Natalya has always been fascinated with animals and loves watching Animal Planet.  So it was no surprise that she took to this movie very well.  Vienne was disappointed that it wasn't a cartoon and now says, "I don't like the polar bear movie."  I found it very enjoyable, amazingly shot, and very educational.  The underlying lesson for the movie was global warming and the effects it is having on the habitat of these animals and ultimately us.  That's all I need for a movie of this kind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; need this week was a heart wrenching tale of losing babies (in a couple of ways) and the story of making your way through life with one too many life threatening situations.  My baby is off to school next week for her first time.  I think I'm feeling a lot like the mama polar bear.  Did you know that polar bears stay with their moms until they turn 3 at which time they are sent away to survive on their own with nothing but the the lessons they have learned from their MOM!?  OMG!  Vienne is 3 and that's what I'm doing next week!  I'm sending her out saying, "This is when your life changes."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, a little dramatic.  And she may not encounter many fierce boy polar bears.  But I, like so many Moms, hope that my children take with them the lessons that they have learned at home so that they know how to deal with the difficult situations in life.  I feel like I've gone the distance to see that they are fed, and to make sure that they are warm and sheltered, and I comfort them when they are ill (sniff, you won't be prepared for that scene.)  I hope that it is these things that ground my children and help lead them to the happy life that they are destined for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My baby cub will be fine I'm sure.  But I can't help but think that the mama bear still, after saying her good byes, hopes that they think of her when they are gone.  And that they return to her with wonderful stories to tell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(BTW, they are offering free screenings of this movie.  Visit the &lt;a href="http://www.arctictalemovie.com/"&gt;website&lt;/a&gt; for details.)&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/8853896833275548187-8151007136059616691?l=thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/8151007136059616691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8853896833275548187&amp;postID=8151007136059616691' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8853896833275548187/posts/default/8151007136059616691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8853896833275548187/posts/default/8151007136059616691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com/2007/08/not-for-emotionally-unstable-moms.html' title='Not for Emotionally Unstable Moms'/><author><name>Melody A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12630888832148591878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/R2161aYDsAI/AAAAAAAAAx0/995drbKNp-o/S220/cutemelody+(4)+a+email.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8853896833275548187.post-4401310445338162529</id><published>2007-08-21T14:25:00.001Z</published><updated>2007-08-21T14:26:29.085Z</updated><title type='text'>Pic of the Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/Rsr2CIjBM8I/AAAAAAAAAWM/GhuNQqyZG28/s1600-h/house+2+c+email.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/Rsr2CIjBM8I/AAAAAAAAAWM/GhuNQqyZG28/s400/house+2+c+email.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101160044465042370" 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/8853896833275548187-4401310445338162529?l=thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/4401310445338162529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8853896833275548187&amp;postID=4401310445338162529' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8853896833275548187/posts/default/4401310445338162529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8853896833275548187/posts/default/4401310445338162529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com/2007/08/pic-of-day_21.html' title='Pic of the Day'/><author><name>Melody A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12630888832148591878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/R2161aYDsAI/AAAAAAAAAx0/995drbKNp-o/S220/cutemelody+(4)+a+email.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/Rsr2CIjBM8I/AAAAAAAAAWM/GhuNQqyZG28/s72-c/house+2+c+email.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8853896833275548187.post-6416375917778726165</id><published>2007-08-20T12:34:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-08-20T13:02:29.980Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Best Shot Monday'/><title type='text'>7 Days and Counting</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I just realized that this is our last week of sleeping in!  The girls start school next Monday.  Of course, sleeping in for us is only 7:30 but still.  I can't believe how many things change with just one event.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the books that I am reading to V to get her ready for school:  How Do Dinosaurs Play With Their Friends by J. Yolen and M. Teague; If You Take a Mouse to School by Laura Numeroff; The Kissing Hand by Audrey Penn; Dora Goes to School by Leslie Valdez; Brown Bear Brown Bear, What Do You See? by Eric Carle.  Any other recommendations?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RsjwfIjBM5I/AAAAAAAAAV0/pX7BbFWQsoE/s1600-h/creek+24+a+email.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RsjwfIjBM5I/AAAAAAAAAV0/pX7BbFWQsoE/s400/creek+24+a+email.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100590995658060690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This will be &lt;a href="http://picturethis.clubmom.com/picture_this/2007/08/monkey-around-m.html"&gt;My Best Shot&lt;/a&gt; for today.  Been to &lt;a href="http://picturethis.clubmom.com/"&gt;Picture This&lt;/a&gt; lately?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH!  And I just had to mention that I entered this picture in the &lt;a href="http://www.photoworks.com"&gt;Photoworks&lt;/a&gt; Dog Photo Contest and I won 1st place!  Enter your cute dog in this month's contest and you too may win a $100 gift certificate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RsmQVojBM7I/AAAAAAAAAWE/q9A4uPFgZj8/s1600-h/rockey+a+email.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RsmQVojBM7I/AAAAAAAAAWE/q9A4uPFgZj8/s400/rockey+a+email.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100766754309747634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/8853896833275548187-6416375917778726165?l=thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/6416375917778726165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8853896833275548187&amp;postID=6416375917778726165' title='20 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8853896833275548187/posts/default/6416375917778726165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8853896833275548187/posts/default/6416375917778726165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com/2007/08/7-days-and-counting.html' title='7 Days and Counting'/><author><name>Melody A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12630888832148591878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/R2161aYDsAI/AAAAAAAAAx0/995drbKNp-o/S220/cutemelody+(4)+a+email.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RsjwfIjBM5I/AAAAAAAAAV0/pX7BbFWQsoE/s72-c/creek+24+a+email.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8853896833275548187.post-1679868487433878050</id><published>2007-08-20T02:04:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-08-20T02:59:06.480Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cherishing Life'/><title type='text'>Ya Shouldn't Have</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You know how it's always better to receive kudos when it's least expected?  Like now!  &lt;a href="http://auntiemissa.blogspot.com/"&gt;Melissa&lt;/a&gt; had some &lt;a href="http://auntiemissa.blogspot.com/2007/08/nice-matters.html"&gt;nice things to say&lt;/a&gt; about me and gave me an award.  Aw shucks.  Thanks, Melissa!  I will pass it on to &lt;a href="http://threelittleindians.blogspot.com/"&gt;Jen&lt;/a&gt; because she &lt;a href="http://threelittleindians.blogspot.com/2007/08/build-me-up-buttercup.html"&gt;wrote a post&lt;/a&gt; just on this subject a few weeks ago.  She is sooooo nice.  I'm so glad to have had my children grow up with her children; to &lt;a href="http://arizaphale.blogspot.com/"&gt;Arizaphale&lt;/a&gt; because her comments are just the nicest, aren't they?  I know she's left some at your blog, too; and to &lt;a href="http://dailyrelish.squarespace.com/"&gt;Maile&lt;/a&gt; because her comments are always so encouraging and, well, she's just so darned nice to know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://auntiemissa.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/Rsj23ojBM6I/AAAAAAAAAV8/zbYLINxC1WE/s1600-h/niceaward.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/Rsj23ojBM6I/AAAAAAAAAV8/zbYLINxC1WE/s400/niceaward.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100598013634622370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Have a nice week.&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/8853896833275548187-1679868487433878050?l=thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/1679868487433878050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8853896833275548187&amp;postID=1679868487433878050' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8853896833275548187/posts/default/1679868487433878050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8853896833275548187/posts/default/1679868487433878050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com/2007/08/ya-shouldnt-have.html' title='Ya Shouldn&apos;t Have'/><author><name>Melody A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12630888832148591878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/R2161aYDsAI/AAAAAAAAAx0/995drbKNp-o/S220/cutemelody+(4)+a+email.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/Rsj23ojBM6I/AAAAAAAAAV8/zbYLINxC1WE/s72-c/niceaward.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8853896833275548187.post-3776683647949534806</id><published>2007-08-16T13:20:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-08-16T13:25:15.705Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thursday&apos;s Theme'/><title type='text'>Fly Girls</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well, they are pretty fly.  Natalya and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Vienne&lt;/span&gt; are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;accessorizers&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RsNlkL3oHoI/AAAAAAAAAVU/YAVDWUcFiHo/s1600-h/pool+24+a+email.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RsNlkL3oHoI/AAAAAAAAAVU/YAVDWUcFiHo/s400/pool+24+a+email.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099030875449335426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Natalya found my sunglasses and  put them on.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RsNpN73oHpI/AAAAAAAAAVc/pUJHmB9R7u8/s1600-h/+pool+30+a+email.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RsNpN73oHpI/AAAAAAAAAVc/pUJHmB9R7u8/s400/+pool+30+a+email.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099034891243757202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And when monkey sees, monkey does.  We enjoyed a great afternoon at the pool with friends.  We have been loving the Texas sun.  Guess what?  It's raining today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picturethis.clubmom.com/picture_this/2007/08/my-theme-has-wi.html"&gt;Thursday's Theme&lt;/a&gt; at &lt;a href="http://picturethis.clubmom.com/"&gt;Picture This&lt;/a&gt; is "fly".  Whatcha' got?&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/8853896833275548187-3776683647949534806?l=thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/3776683647949534806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8853896833275548187&amp;postID=3776683647949534806' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8853896833275548187/posts/default/3776683647949534806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8853896833275548187/posts/default/3776683647949534806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com/2007/08/fly-girls.html' title='Fly Girls'/><author><name>Melody A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12630888832148591878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/R2161aYDsAI/AAAAAAAAAx0/995drbKNp-o/S220/cutemelody+(4)+a+email.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RsNlkL3oHoI/AAAAAAAAAVU/YAVDWUcFiHo/s72-c/pool+24+a+email.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8853896833275548187.post-3160980531871488367</id><published>2007-08-16T04:58:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-08-16T13:08:13.492Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography'/><title type='text'>Pic of the Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RsRKLIjBM3I/AAAAAAAAAVk/zV3-vnH7xqY/s1600-h/nat+mod+18+a+email.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RsRKLIjBM3I/AAAAAAAAAVk/zV3-vnH7xqY/s400/nat+mod+18+a+email.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099282233223623538" 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/8853896833275548187-3160980531871488367?l=thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/3160980531871488367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8853896833275548187&amp;postID=3160980531871488367' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8853896833275548187/posts/default/3160980531871488367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8853896833275548187/posts/default/3160980531871488367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com/2007/08/pic-of-day_16.html' title='Pic of the Day'/><author><name>Melody A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12630888832148591878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/R2161aYDsAI/AAAAAAAAAx0/995drbKNp-o/S220/cutemelody+(4)+a+email.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RsRKLIjBM3I/AAAAAAAAAVk/zV3-vnH7xqY/s72-c/nat+mod+18+a+email.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8853896833275548187.post-4401299446176738614</id><published>2007-08-15T18:21:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-08-15T18:39:43.082Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cherishing Life'/><title type='text'>Tiny Dancer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RsNEl73oHnI/AAAAAAAAAVM/WcQD1R5oq0w/s1600-h/first+dance+1+a+email.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RsNEl73oHnI/AAAAAAAAAVM/WcQD1R5oq0w/s400/first+dance+1+a+email.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098994621630389874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is my Sweet V.  She asked me specifically to take "my picture with me like this."  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Vienne&lt;/span&gt; had her first dance class last night.  And, in my unprofessional opinion, she may be the best dancer in the class.  As many of you moms or dads know, it is the most tooth &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;rotting&lt;/span&gt;, heart melting experience watching your little 3 year old, among other 3 year &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;olds&lt;/span&gt;, try her hardest to tap or point her left foot in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;sync&lt;/span&gt; with the other 3 year &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;olds&lt;/span&gt; and the teacher.  I think some of the other girls may have thrown her off because she knows what her left foot is. &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/8853896833275548187-4401299446176738614?l=thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/4401299446176738614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8853896833275548187&amp;postID=4401299446176738614' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8853896833275548187/posts/default/4401299446176738614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8853896833275548187/posts/default/4401299446176738614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com/2007/08/tiny-dancer.html' title='Tiny Dancer'/><author><name>Melody A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12630888832148591878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/R2161aYDsAI/AAAAAAAAAx0/995drbKNp-o/S220/cutemelody+(4)+a+email.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RsNEl73oHnI/AAAAAAAAAVM/WcQD1R5oq0w/s72-c/first+dance+1+a+email.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8853896833275548187.post-4473814188976910328</id><published>2007-08-15T15:25:00.001Z</published><updated>2007-08-15T15:27:29.790Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Home Building 101'/><title type='text'>House Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RsMa_73oHmI/AAAAAAAAAVE/70LKsoWWzWk/s1600-h/aug+10+07+2+a+email.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RsMa_73oHmI/AAAAAAAAAVE/70LKsoWWzWk/s400/aug+10+07+2+a+email.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098948888818622050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They were delayed with the rain but it seems that they are on track.  We are getting a roof.  But we are anticipating rain this weekend.  The fun stuff should be coming soon. &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/8853896833275548187-4473814188976910328?l=thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/4473814188976910328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8853896833275548187&amp;postID=4473814188976910328' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8853896833275548187/posts/default/4473814188976910328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8853896833275548187/posts/default/4473814188976910328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com/2007/08/house-update.html' title='House Update'/><author><name>Melody A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12630888832148591878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/R2161aYDsAI/AAAAAAAAAx0/995drbKNp-o/S220/cutemelody+(4)+a+email.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RsMa_73oHmI/AAAAAAAAAVE/70LKsoWWzWk/s72-c/aug+10+07+2+a+email.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8853896833275548187.post-460515432695264903</id><published>2007-08-13T13:25:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-08-13T13:35:32.919Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Best Shot Monday'/><title type='text'>Manic Monday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Busy day today.  My mom is off of work today so I get to leave the girls with grandma while I run a few errands.  The girls loath the fabric store (so did I when I was little) so I get to go in peace.  Anyone else preparing for Halloween costumes already?  I feel like I need to do a million things today.  We'll see what gets done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RsBcHr3oHlI/AAAAAAAAAU8/ufULuuoIKc4/s1600-h/creek+2+a+email.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RsBcHr3oHlI/AAAAAAAAAU8/ufULuuoIKc4/s400/creek+2+a+email.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098176065288281682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here's &lt;a href="http://picturethis.clubmom.com/picture_this/2007/08/swingin-best-sh.html#comment-79326482"&gt;My Best Shot&lt;/a&gt; for this Monday.  Check out what everyone has for today at &lt;a href="http://picturethis.clubmom.com/"&gt;Picture This&lt;/a&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/8853896833275548187-460515432695264903?l=thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/460515432695264903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8853896833275548187&amp;postID=460515432695264903' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8853896833275548187/posts/default/460515432695264903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8853896833275548187/posts/default/460515432695264903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com/2007/08/manic-monday.html' title='Manic Monday'/><author><name>Melody A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12630888832148591878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/R2161aYDsAI/AAAAAAAAAx0/995drbKNp-o/S220/cutemelody+(4)+a+email.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RsBcHr3oHlI/AAAAAAAAAU8/ufULuuoIKc4/s72-c/creek+2+a+email.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8853896833275548187.post-2817755861571687127</id><published>2007-08-09T12:31:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-08-09T12:31:33.793Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thursday&apos;s Theme'/><title type='text'>Cook-key?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/Rrp2X73oHkI/AAAAAAAAAU0/Lvymdrg-86k/s1600-h/ducks+56+a+email.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/Rrp2X73oHkI/AAAAAAAAAU0/Lvymdrg-86k/s400/ducks+56+a+email.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096516081903214146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Does it count?  Thursday's Theme at &lt;a href="http://picturethis.clubmom.com/"&gt;Picture This&lt;/a&gt; is "key".  Looks yummy, doesn't it?&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/8853896833275548187-2817755861571687127?l=thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/2817755861571687127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8853896833275548187&amp;postID=2817755861571687127' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8853896833275548187/posts/default/2817755861571687127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8853896833275548187/posts/default/2817755861571687127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com/2007/08/cook-key.html' title='Cook-key?'/><author><name>Melody A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12630888832148591878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/R2161aYDsAI/AAAAAAAAAx0/995drbKNp-o/S220/cutemelody+(4)+a+email.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/Rrp2X73oHkI/AAAAAAAAAU0/Lvymdrg-86k/s72-c/ducks+56+a+email.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8853896833275548187.post-8566825815283307201</id><published>2007-08-08T18:47:00.001Z</published><updated>2007-08-08T18:55:32.182Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Capturing life'/><title type='text'>Seeing Red</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RroRjr3oHjI/AAAAAAAAAUs/TCkfqZ-2HUQ/s1600-h/ducks+15+dfly+a+email.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RroRjr3oHjI/AAAAAAAAAUs/TCkfqZ-2HUQ/s400/ducks+15+dfly+a+email.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096405233092271666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;For some reason, it didn't occur to me that dragonflies could come in red until this one let me get close enough to it to almost see her smile.  The &lt;a href="http://lensday.com/?p=67#comments"&gt;Lens Day Challenge&lt;/a&gt; today is "red".&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/8853896833275548187-8566825815283307201?l=thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/8566825815283307201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8853896833275548187&amp;postID=8566825815283307201' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8853896833275548187/posts/default/8566825815283307201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8853896833275548187/posts/default/8566825815283307201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com/2007/08/seeing-red.html' title='Seeing Red'/><author><name>Melody A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12630888832148591878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/R2161aYDsAI/AAAAAAAAAx0/995drbKNp-o/S220/cutemelody+(4)+a+email.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RroRjr3oHjI/AAAAAAAAAUs/TCkfqZ-2HUQ/s72-c/ducks+15+dfly+a+email.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8853896833275548187.post-7064187554698045356</id><published>2007-08-08T03:11:00.001Z</published><updated>2007-08-08T03:13:00.465Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wordless Wednesday'/><title type='text'>Pic of the Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/Rrk0jb3oHhI/AAAAAAAAAUc/vzy2CX6uUCQ/s1600-h/ducks+44+a+email.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/Rrk0jb3oHhI/AAAAAAAAAUc/vzy2CX6uUCQ/s400/ducks+44+a+email.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096162236727565842" 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/8853896833275548187-7064187554698045356?l=thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/7064187554698045356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8853896833275548187&amp;postID=7064187554698045356' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8853896833275548187/posts/default/7064187554698045356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8853896833275548187/posts/default/7064187554698045356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com/2007/08/pic-of-day_07.html' title='Pic of the Day'/><author><name>Melody A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12630888832148591878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/R2161aYDsAI/AAAAAAAAAx0/995drbKNp-o/S220/cutemelody+(4)+a+email.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/Rrk0jb3oHhI/AAAAAAAAAUc/vzy2CX6uUCQ/s72-c/ducks+44+a+email.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8853896833275548187.post-3038703596531847832</id><published>2007-08-07T01:54:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-08-07T01:54:18.983Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Exploring life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Texas Life'/><title type='text'>Field Trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This weekend we visited the "Here Be Dragons" exhibit at the &lt;a href="http://www.texancultures.utsa.edu/"&gt;Institute of Texan Cultures&lt;/a&gt;.  Greg has been wanting to go to the ITC for a long time.  It's filled with all things related to Texas history.  The current special exhibit is about dragons.  As you enter the exhibit there is a really cool animated dragon.  The rest of the exhibit talks about how dragons came to be cross culturally. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RrfIQr3oHdI/AAAAAAAAAT8/1CGAprrmR3o/s1600-h/dragon+6+a+email.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RrfIQr3oHdI/AAAAAAAAAT8/1CGAprrmR3o/s400/dragon+6+a+email.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095761692372508114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This picture was taken at the entrance of the ITC.  If you've ever been to Texas you know that the flag flies &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;everywhere&lt;/span&gt;.  This is a huge neon flag that I thought was very cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RrfMi73oHeI/AAAAAAAAAUE/ptxstdZrXac/s1600-h/dragon+27+a+email.jpg"&gt;&lt;span class="on" style="display: block;" id="formatbar_CreateLink" title="Link" onmouseover="ButtonHoverOn(this);" onmouseout="ButtonHoverOff(this);" onmouseup="" onmousedown="CheckFormatting(event);FormatbarButton('richeditorframe', this, 8);ButtonMouseDown(this);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RrfMi73oHeI/AAAAAAAAAUE/ptxstdZrXac/s400/dragon+27+a+email.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095766403951631842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Across from the ITC is the 750 foot tall &lt;a href="http://www.toweroftheamericas.com/"&gt;Tower of the Americas&lt;/a&gt;.  It's one of the first things you see when you approach downtown San Antonio.  We've never been up there.  Frankly, I'm a wee bit scared to go up.   There's a restaurant at the top. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RrfQC73oHfI/AAAAAAAAAUM/zz04VGXpZhA/s1600-h/dragon+30+a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RrfQC73oHfI/AAAAAAAAAUM/zz04VGXpZhA/s400/dragon+30+a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095770252242329074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And our little Sweet V.  She's always asking, "Where are we going next?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RraS0L3oHcI/AAAAAAAAAT0/JHcb-PTGntA/s1600-h/dragon+6+a+email.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8853896833275548187-3038703596531847832?l=thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/3038703596531847832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8853896833275548187&amp;postID=3038703596531847832' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8853896833275548187/posts/default/3038703596531847832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8853896833275548187/posts/default/3038703596531847832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com/2007/08/field-trip.html' title='Field Trip'/><author><name>Melody A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12630888832148591878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/R2161aYDsAI/AAAAAAAAAx0/995drbKNp-o/S220/cutemelody+(4)+a+email.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RrfIQr3oHdI/AAAAAAAAAT8/1CGAprrmR3o/s72-c/dragon+6+a+email.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8853896833275548187.post-8136681740590241909</id><published>2007-08-04T21:50:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-08-06T12:29:16.048Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Exploring life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Best Shot Monday'/><title type='text'>Saturday Afternoon Post</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This morning &lt;a href="http://dailyrelish.squarespace.com/"&gt;Maile&lt;/a&gt; was in our little town again for another shoot.  So I met her to pick up &lt;a href="http://dailyrelish.squarespace.com/journal/2007/7/13/vienne-and-photo-tip-friday.html"&gt;Vienne's portraits&lt;/a&gt; from our session.  It was like Christmas.  I opened the bow, then the paper, and there was my beautiful girl's face captured just as I know it.  The book that she created was amazing.  I may just have to carry it around with me for a couple of weeks to share it with any stranger who's willing to give me a few minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RrT0dr3oHaI/AAAAAAAAATk/54HfZhJIF9A/s1600-h/book+1+a+email.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RrT0dr3oHaI/AAAAAAAAATk/54HfZhJIF9A/s400/book+1+a+email.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094965869292297634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterwards, the girls and I roamed Main Street for awhile.  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RrTPjL3oHWI/AAAAAAAAATE/Zd4kU9jwQiM/s1600-h/ducks+22+a+email.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RrTPjL3oHWI/AAAAAAAAATE/Zd4kU9jwQiM/s400/ducks+22+a+email.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094925281851350370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Trying to figure out why I always have so many pictures of Vienne and less of Natalya, I realized that when Natalya is done with me pointing the camera at her, she starts making funny faces.  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RrTrPb3oHZI/AAAAAAAAATc/FJ9kQTXaDa4/s1600-h/ducks+49+a+email.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RrTrPb3oHZI/AAAAAAAAATc/FJ9kQTXaDa4/s400/ducks+49+a+email.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094955728874511762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RrTZvr3oHXI/AAAAAAAAATM/NbCfEKdpWvs/s1600-h/ducks+40+a+email.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RrTZvr3oHXI/AAAAAAAAATM/NbCfEKdpWvs/s400/ducks+40+a+email.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094936491715992946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RrS6S73oHVI/AAAAAAAAAS8/hZT-Rm9bGj0/s1600-h/ducks+30+b+email.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RrS6S73oHVI/AAAAAAAAAS8/hZT-Rm9bGj0/s400/ducks+30+b+email.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094901912934292818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here ducky, ducky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(The "bottom" one will be &lt;a href="http://picturethis.clubmom.com/picture_this/2007/08/hello-monday.html#comments"&gt;My Best Shot&lt;/a&gt;.  Whatcha got?)&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/8853896833275548187-8136681740590241909?l=thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/8136681740590241909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8853896833275548187&amp;postID=8136681740590241909' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8853896833275548187/posts/default/8136681740590241909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8853896833275548187/posts/default/8136681740590241909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehipmommasjournal.blogspot.com/2007/08/saturday-afternoon-post.html' title='Saturday Afternoon Post'/><author><name>Melody A.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12630888832148591878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/R2161aYDsAI/AAAAAAAAAx0/995drbKNp-o/S220/cutemelody+(4)+a+email.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oVO0zU0qHLg/RrT0dr3oHaI/AAAAAAAAATk/54HfZhJIF9A/s72-c/book+1+a+email.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry></feed>
