tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-300706122024-03-07T14:34:57.649-08:00Me,Myself and IThis little blog of mine will share with my friends and family what I have been up to and what I am shooting with my camera.Andreahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01767999278192804787noreply@blogger.comBlogger40125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30070612.post-30064288021045339972008-02-29T09:58:00.000-08:002008-02-29T10:03:47.101-08:00My Two Year old NephewTook some pictures of my Two Year old nephew a couple of weeks ago. These pictures just prove I have a lot of leaning to do. Too many shadows.<br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTzc56LKJhU4IWeTfw4h1WHeW9Y6fxVJfR8boOP9iyfHDd5PHMurUJzYlsOIA5Udxi2tqPo9Eqi35ejm8SjNbOXgz23amalrZOkPJ8WQCZKlcF6fK-iMEv4VwbsmOg8o2JVY_F/s1600-h/0021.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTzc56LKJhU4IWeTfw4h1WHeW9Y6fxVJfR8boOP9iyfHDd5PHMurUJzYlsOIA5Udxi2tqPo9Eqi35ejm8SjNbOXgz23amalrZOkPJ8WQCZKlcF6fK-iMEv4VwbsmOg8o2JVY_F/s320/0021.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172464281475001618" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhg-N0BtRNhYemlvLzFoEBcWrFF6PAzPSpi3mecLRC1Ajgxw93pklQ9NBHVsPA856zWdFUoSPlpIwOV4JVYXsXzPwwXfUSycWN11VdfMXlfb0fnl5od7x8epF8oMxepnvwsCT22/s1600-h/0015-bw.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhg-N0BtRNhYemlvLzFoEBcWrFF6PAzPSpi3mecLRC1Ajgxw93pklQ9NBHVsPA856zWdFUoSPlpIwOV4JVYXsXzPwwXfUSycWN11VdfMXlfb0fnl5od7x8epF8oMxepnvwsCT22/s320/0015-bw.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172464285769968930" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEim2cc3XxuzzGo-2XyTDwFVMGLywVYxs0nY-c9RVFBMgS3uNMVoTXl2VuJ7XwajuOfQS-ePfw6nKoZrhX9yW9kyMGr6dW4PRkXFXmAlZZZQ2WWPjlJln3rM2a_Y8IoDE4mRhFn_/s1600-h/0047.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEim2cc3XxuzzGo-2XyTDwFVMGLywVYxs0nY-c9RVFBMgS3uNMVoTXl2VuJ7XwajuOfQS-ePfw6nKoZrhX9yW9kyMGr6dW4PRkXFXmAlZZZQ2WWPjlJln3rM2a_Y8IoDE4mRhFn_/s320/0047.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172464294359903538" border="0" /></a>Andreahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01767999278192804787noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30070612.post-82447875277163234222008-02-29T09:52:00.001-08:002008-02-29T09:56:44.405-08:00A few more of my Beautiful Belly Dancing friends<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiG7-j-H5I2uiipVRui1JLO1DKi9sVbTocep5RKKVeV1iZFzZZIw3f9-10reLEgokth55xQCOPFDSKL2yYbSsXwYdEs1R6SlbJVcpztz3Xk4vxEfiu611LBs_Nzt0VfLNB_9-Jz/s1600-h/Alifia-099-02.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiG7-j-H5I2uiipVRui1JLO1DKi9sVbTocep5RKKVeV1iZFzZZIw3f9-10reLEgokth55xQCOPFDSKL2yYbSsXwYdEs1R6SlbJVcpztz3Xk4vxEfiu611LBs_Nzt0VfLNB_9-Jz/s320/Alifia-099-02.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172462572078017778" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhC_xGFuGojkFdjklmuflJboVq-MGJIj4e9Sy8HquzvM51UPlrMZbgzWtZlj0eBHUwSGmQb2ruy-DiuL4flXxzYsLZ94cTQHUY0DW7YW4OS1hPTLQQ5rwVdZG4B7tpdpZE2OiZ_/s1600-h/Lam-136-s.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhC_xGFuGojkFdjklmuflJboVq-MGJIj4e9Sy8HquzvM51UPlrMZbgzWtZlj0eBHUwSGmQb2ruy-DiuL4flXxzYsLZ94cTQHUY0DW7YW4OS1hPTLQQ5rwVdZG4B7tpdpZE2OiZ_/s320/Lam-136-s.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172462576372985090" border="0" /></a>Andreahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01767999278192804787noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30070612.post-83631497104516941472008-02-19T13:28:00.000-08:002008-02-19T13:38:23.956-08:00I have taken a few pictures this weekendThought I would share with my fans..hehehe<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgObFa4OcCS-W2zIzIDLx8eEZDVwVg3-mn-l8xBWOAOQQTcxJKz1OhKcqsuWftT235f0f6L_sa5IVsQX5yQmLsr_2M6jyIa6gz8SdNcknloWYGfyQUflCW8L605CEdEYzKOwYBc/s1600-h/Civia-83-04.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgObFa4OcCS-W2zIzIDLx8eEZDVwVg3-mn-l8xBWOAOQQTcxJKz1OhKcqsuWftT235f0f6L_sa5IVsQX5yQmLsr_2M6jyIa6gz8SdNcknloWYGfyQUflCW8L605CEdEYzKOwYBc/s320/Civia-83-04.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168807481569015314" border="0" /></a>This is Civia. She is an awesome dancer. Well, they all are in fact. She is also a wonderful teacher.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiavIm_Nri5DJcvdpqskst5xUk5vKy2uI3zH4s8hxrzjiloVqA8zgmq4VVdEKEpC4_8knM-Ns5spa3mZ9ut3dNQ9Ikhj1Ps7wFRSf1cLXuAht0_05LTVOA1j3FM38zmNFAzos2u/s1600-h/groupwprops-o3-s.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiavIm_Nri5DJcvdpqskst5xUk5vKy2uI3zH4s8hxrzjiloVqA8zgmq4VVdEKEpC4_8knM-Ns5spa3mZ9ut3dNQ9Ikhj1Ps7wFRSf1cLXuAht0_05LTVOA1j3FM38zmNFAzos2u/s320/groupwprops-o3-s.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168807490158949922" border="0" /></a>These are the Aalim Starz. They are a Belly Dancing troop in Oklahoma. Someday I may be as good as them...It could happen.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh06FXHmD9M0TZ06Jq0jNJ0GwO5NzEDRK7iME8cBeVDIh5fHIAuyw3flRmcsn5ccCIjxTp5oeXSdYDNo2OIJQ2ujRTOCxtO0F0OQaky8lSgpgSArueP7cVsZcfgXM1EDH-ZCjm7/s1600-h/Nahlah-02-s.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh06FXHmD9M0TZ06Jq0jNJ0GwO5NzEDRK7iME8cBeVDIh5fHIAuyw3flRmcsn5ccCIjxTp5oeXSdYDNo2OIJQ2ujRTOCxtO0F0OQaky8lSgpgSArueP7cVsZcfgXM1EDH-ZCjm7/s320/Nahlah-02-s.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168807494453917234" border="0" /></a><br />This is Nahlah. Does she not have the prettiest smile. She is also an amazing dancer and friend.Andreahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01767999278192804787noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30070612.post-29192719805035243652008-02-04T08:29:00.000-08:002008-02-04T08:34:08.144-08:00Toto, I just saw a cactus. I don't think we are in Oklahoma any more.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvauGw5c3iPqGgGCen0zGeVqjZbPY5xHMe5iwRLsH3NNXcaA9Ctn4n0Qs5Xl0zwoRn7oHDyCRcQQzvrCJzGbP05bm1xOLxZxZZmRItpRIzJWxdDrN54bXKESxk7iCVWJDBmDbh/s1600-h/087-cactusstop-01-s.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvauGw5c3iPqGgGCen0zGeVqjZbPY5xHMe5iwRLsH3NNXcaA9Ctn4n0Qs5Xl0zwoRn7oHDyCRcQQzvrCJzGbP05bm1xOLxZxZZmRItpRIzJWxdDrN54bXKESxk7iCVWJDBmDbh/s320/087-cactusstop-01-s.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163163308897091026" border="0" /></a><br />Another view on Route 66Andreahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01767999278192804787noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30070612.post-70285566268960676352008-02-01T09:34:00.000-08:002008-02-01T11:04:22.545-08:00My Very Own Febuary ContestI always wonder if ANYONE ever looks at my blog. Well, I know that my blog is mostly for my enjoyment but it is nice to know if any one else is out there and what they think.<br /><br />So, here is my contest. Every time you make a comment you are entered into my drawing. At the end of the month I will put all the names into a hat and one of the girls will pull out a name. That lucky person will get an 11x14 print of one of their favorite photos that I have taken.<br /><br />So, for all you lurkers, start commenting, make me feel loved and make yourself a winner.<br /><br />**Negative comments are welcome if they are constructive.Andreahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01767999278192804787noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30070612.post-45375884174532847782008-02-01T09:32:00.001-08:002008-02-01T11:03:21.920-08:00Todays Route 66 memories<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjN5Lf-W3Itr1ViN1JieBFOjQAi2F8cF9M4nBBMjrb1l4T-NJEm9D86eR-AAU6Tm_jwCwgPUeY3CAT3imQUcAyGIfaS2UgZ8qH-gnPlc2GuDgI-aseqUjgMyuV7guPV2vWj2Qz2/s1600-h/98-gravecross-01-s.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjN5Lf-W3Itr1ViN1JieBFOjQAi2F8cF9M4nBBMjrb1l4T-NJEm9D86eR-AAU6Tm_jwCwgPUeY3CAT3imQUcAyGIfaS2UgZ8qH-gnPlc2GuDgI-aseqUjgMyuV7guPV2vWj2Qz2/s320/98-gravecross-01-s.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162066168091262386" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMUCR20D9zjtJWpUiHAy7oR0I6bTBTovBQ6vxde3h9RT8mMu_Lq7ChAUew-ui4Ts740MK6s-dI-OvPQ9xPQn_58zCjqEkXKMY7plufoVXlMRLxj3K2nchoyb7dNSi5uw7vArLU/s1600-h/124-bluewhale-01-s.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMUCR20D9zjtJWpUiHAy7oR0I6bTBTovBQ6vxde3h9RT8mMu_Lq7ChAUew-ui4Ts740MK6s-dI-OvPQ9xPQn_58zCjqEkXKMY7plufoVXlMRLxj3K2nchoyb7dNSi5uw7vArLU/s320/124-bluewhale-01-s.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162066185271131586" border="0" /></a>Andreahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01767999278192804787noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30070612.post-53395633542653968652008-01-30T10:05:00.000-08:002008-01-30T10:13:29.164-08:00Oh the strange things we saw on Route 66<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjH8yaV_5fG-DAHtHSsMAU7ldB9cG1lL2qQtdLyreLDUPd2zw9tRWUq7k9PCnc_rEDINHjNcobb-9CxQvtNUPEqqrHM3lARokOEWgpyB1sVi_GD45MIRkmuDNXBfzxbtQcmob1q/s1600-h/085-train-01.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjH8yaV_5fG-DAHtHSsMAU7ldB9cG1lL2qQtdLyreLDUPd2zw9tRWUq7k9PCnc_rEDINHjNcobb-9CxQvtNUPEqqrHM3lARokOEWgpyB1sVi_GD45MIRkmuDNXBfzxbtQcmob1q/s320/085-train-01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161332901209718146" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsCfFU83MFC8mhbjO3ztwfXM3TAEeGjkpiKgCiV4azFDYQzBw4TY9stICaeTWBqCY1z72nOM1Ho8XzpIF0j3wvQ1jdr-VhC3My00lGAFjncnnfw67McJPY9W78Qif79surSzlF/s1600-h/090-cows-02-s.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsCfFU83MFC8mhbjO3ztwfXM3TAEeGjkpiKgCiV4azFDYQzBw4TY9stICaeTWBqCY1z72nOM1Ho8XzpIF0j3wvQ1jdr-VhC3My00lGAFjncnnfw67McJPY9W78Qif79surSzlF/s320/090-cows-02-s.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161332905504685458" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbAaEYDYEyKSOic9HGjIEZ3D89cHvo539KuYDPhuyYnkOXkqMxUHMZqqtQ9J59EGwoBaXTOmiL32HgZCrtHMRKE_ETFha8Mv_46B7Zgc5SvByXzAsGUriL2uHQ8jQycs5tpSQx/s1600-h/044-horseathome-02.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbAaEYDYEyKSOic9HGjIEZ3D89cHvo539KuYDPhuyYnkOXkqMxUHMZqqtQ9J59EGwoBaXTOmiL32HgZCrtHMRKE_ETFha8Mv_46B7Zgc5SvByXzAsGUriL2uHQ8jQycs5tpSQx/s320/044-horseathome-02.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161332914094620066" border="0" /></a>Andreahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01767999278192804787noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30070612.post-88825330279075859952008-01-28T08:04:00.001-08:002008-01-30T10:12:36.646-08:00Mother Road ,Father Bridge<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjC6lJce268TDu61-S9PM7ZEnFJmOQOUkWAfJl26wXaVAX0HdRnk3rD1altfoQF3JkmYwpaQjFKx28EV7xgDNOEPbb_xY7i4ag0AVA_TSKW8goKUwDEWdQepSZJvBy5IJAQ7PjR/s1600-h/113-bridge-02-BW-s.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjC6lJce268TDu61-S9PM7ZEnFJmOQOUkWAfJl26wXaVAX0HdRnk3rD1altfoQF3JkmYwpaQjFKx28EV7xgDNOEPbb_xY7i4ag0AVA_TSKW8goKUwDEWdQepSZJvBy5IJAQ7PjR/s320/113-bridge-02-BW-s.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160559115606703442" border="0" /></a>The Mother Road led us through Eastern Oklahoma on a beautiful Sunday morning. We had a lovely clear blue sky with the sun low in the January sky. We came across this short bridge that marked one of the rivers along the way.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5uOPxiUe_qwq6QQ0dbnSja4P-YfAAcu2mvO5Kxk4vm1oe0q0w3PeBkGwm9DsjiH9iv4ACTtCrc4Cx7-y616coiDjpRCpNGbAcV6wr-ReX8sycjaP-8EXjOi4s3or_QHO6f08F/s1600-h/114-bridge-03-BW-sm.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5uOPxiUe_qwq6QQ0dbnSja4P-YfAAcu2mvO5Kxk4vm1oe0q0w3PeBkGwm9DsjiH9iv4ACTtCrc4Cx7-y616coiDjpRCpNGbAcV6wr-ReX8sycjaP-8EXjOi4s3or_QHO6f08F/s320/114-bridge-03-BW-sm.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160559119901670754" border="0" /></a>Bridges are like God and good friends. They get us across the impassable times.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLk4sQ8B33relExEyw_72hT6mPhRmAVXoodosvbA-q1roXEMqCt95nvIy8CxPJe5kS8mPpQ2cIAxxwjlRl6JXOeijiQYQ5bCDJ83epaIwXwxWRATo33a50RpDGIZFTJ4UVAaE8/s1600-h/117-bridge-01-BW-sm.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLk4sQ8B33relExEyw_72hT6mPhRmAVXoodosvbA-q1roXEMqCt95nvIy8CxPJe5kS8mPpQ2cIAxxwjlRl6JXOeijiQYQ5bCDJ83epaIwXwxWRATo33a50RpDGIZFTJ4UVAaE8/s320/117-bridge-01-BW-sm.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160559124196638066" border="0" /></a>And they share in our bumps and bruises.Andreahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01767999278192804787noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30070612.post-10079884476172733672008-01-22T07:51:00.001-08:002008-01-30T10:12:01.459-08:00As the road moves onAs we moved on down the road we ran across an old abandoned brick building which forced me to turn my little car around to check it out. There was a plaque on the building that claimed that it was originally a gas station. The station had no electricity and was heated by small fire place in the rear of the building.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHJ27BzLXqCH2SLUEKlHF4Y8Ti2SPLoTP1KbB8e7ywVCTzc0rEHKE6gxmes7mzx8HAN4shpEJjH4pwCWp-g3TBlAKg6zOQ2x-NrufwLEJxImg8Uq1_YfdVrCNGxwJmxaW2LRll/s1600-h/GS-curve-01BW.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHJ27BzLXqCH2SLUEKlHF4Y8Ti2SPLoTP1KbB8e7ywVCTzc0rEHKE6gxmes7mzx8HAN4shpEJjH4pwCWp-g3TBlAKg6zOQ2x-NrufwLEJxImg8Uq1_YfdVrCNGxwJmxaW2LRll/s320/GS-curve-01BW.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158329592144436690" border="0" /></a>Further on down the road we ran into the infamous Rock Cafe. We stopped in for some lunch which was quite tasty and I look forward to returning in the near future so I can capture some photos of the inside.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4SDz3AZ-fc1YOi_biNPszz16Evzhel8lw3hGugnLrD3i8_Lszv2U7B4xTmAx7pmtv01fLcwDvhUatxtnppTe4NtIPVuFNXSuUDcRrhmUA0V215_P7uHQkb8vGbJqocmT5E27W/s1600-h/RockCafe-01-s.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4SDz3AZ-fc1YOi_biNPszz16Evzhel8lw3hGugnLrD3i8_Lszv2U7B4xTmAx7pmtv01fLcwDvhUatxtnppTe4NtIPVuFNXSuUDcRrhmUA0V215_P7uHQkb8vGbJqocmT5E27W/s320/RockCafe-01-s.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158332224959389170" border="0" /></a>Andreahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01767999278192804787noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30070612.post-79038554182920047292008-01-21T08:39:00.000-08:002008-01-21T09:45:28.361-08:00East on Route 66Sunday I climbed into the car with my good friend Gerald and we drove up Route 66 until we almost hit the Oklahoma Kansas border. We had a great time scanning the country side for anything interesting to photograph. We started on the East side of Edmond and headed North East to Tulsa. Over the next couple of weeks I will share many of the photos that I took on our little adventure.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiq568j3WMqIENIhXoJw2-MiiOojrM33UBOBOPi4Ug6cHAdgwNbMXpYOdLhCHnEWITh3GFg2FsFknBPy2MUQS0Egnq0rJsS9qIrHHo4qnU_-dNlk2GYCz-_edAnNgQOPwgohfEZ/s1600-h/RoundBarn-01-smallan.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiq568j3WMqIENIhXoJw2-MiiOojrM33UBOBOPi4Ug6cHAdgwNbMXpYOdLhCHnEWITh3GFg2FsFknBPy2MUQS0Egnq0rJsS9qIrHHo4qnU_-dNlk2GYCz-_edAnNgQOPwgohfEZ/s320/RoundBarn-01-smallan.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157972774851419570" border="0" /></a><br />Our first stop was the Famous Round Red Barn of Arcadia, Oklahoma. Now, this barn has been photographed a million and one times and I think it is very hard to photograph nicely. The highway is right on the edge of the property with modern power lines all over but for some odd reason...maybe because it was Sunday morning...the fabulous light gods were with me and my camera captured this wonderful photograph. I personally feel that this is the best shot I have ever gotten of the barn and I have tried several time... which only proves the old saying "Try, try again"<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiz9Kf7v3bwuzo4pW3Yn5-ypY9E1PeHUhHSTqNdUNzWbnUiEOolZItiBWzdkpmMofn0yl-U9M2KZLZRdRc2oosXDjiVOeTLXqZzx_Hl-3wV7Hb1H9jf7O0bZTbklhy8FfIv-mik/s1600-h/redbarntool-01-smallan.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiz9Kf7v3bwuzo4pW3Yn5-ypY9E1PeHUhHSTqNdUNzWbnUiEOolZItiBWzdkpmMofn0yl-U9M2KZLZRdRc2oosXDjiVOeTLXqZzx_Hl-3wV7Hb1H9jf7O0bZTbklhy8FfIv-mik/s320/redbarntool-01-smallan.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157972800621223362" border="0" /></a><br />We then wandered around the property which has a lovely collection of old rusted farm equipment. I love the color of rust apparently because I just love this photo. I know nothing about farm equipment but I think it belonged to an old plow.Andreahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01767999278192804787noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30070612.post-11565401985239857112008-01-15T05:40:00.001-08:002008-01-15T06:18:04.508-08:00Too many Hobbies?????It has been brought to my attention in the past that I just might have too many hobbies. They suggested that I might want to give something up so I could really concentrate at being really good at one or two of them. But how does one chose? I DONT!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDb41iGszbAXBB3T1IMuiLUFM9F7Bonv2Yjelbwjw7dmKuyUKOI9iOBZNjio8ZjsYFgFPxJWvf5Zcl1VxxamvSyUEzFz0TdanMUNZm4XCAFivRX1xtXa07ExZomHADr0s5vLQn/s1600-h/IMG_0013-s.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDb41iGszbAXBB3T1IMuiLUFM9F7Bonv2Yjelbwjw7dmKuyUKOI9iOBZNjio8ZjsYFgFPxJWvf5Zcl1VxxamvSyUEzFz0TdanMUNZm4XCAFivRX1xtXa07ExZomHADr0s5vLQn/s320/IMG_0013-s.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155698022732504434" border="0" /></a>First came the camera. Now, it did not start out as sophisticated but I always have had a love of good photography. I think it started with some of the lovely pictures my Dad took when I was a kid and just grew from there. Photography frustrates the heck out of me but I can not let this one go because it is challenging and I NEED to get it right. This one is staying.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhoCB4g6uwQ0dadu8Wq17qfy058dvjUOHD1hxGo5fttGI9zFvqyCQq6JMAXQIvn3bd5qGxwXqSjHON-_RAphR1-WRWJo3JYbvuvMebaiBrOdudqp0TugLEjPDSXtyTqGQeRfYd4/s1600-h/IMG_0033-s.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhoCB4g6uwQ0dadu8Wq17qfy058dvjUOHD1hxGo5fttGI9zFvqyCQq6JMAXQIvn3bd5qGxwXqSjHON-_RAphR1-WRWJo3JYbvuvMebaiBrOdudqp0TugLEjPDSXtyTqGQeRfYd4/s320/IMG_0033-s.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155698031322439074" border="0" /></a><br />Then came scrapbooks thanks to a dear dear friend. I had to do something with all the pictures I was taking. Well, it has turned into simple family memory books but good heavens, when you have 3 books that you are making at the same time ( one for me and one for each daughter..thank goodness we stopped with 2 kids ) it takes some time. Nope, can't give this one up. Family history is at stake.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqPhQoldRhemtQSOJoT4KoHBPAzr7qjTaHjpVAxCHSe8IT_6z55aYfFccW2OEtRrjqi4lH0DDkvbuux1iYnIlpvUpYz_a2Z4Yvd-rq3S673uQg-Ipc5m6tnpieQD2GZQ4Iwkxc/s1600-h/IMG_0021-s.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqPhQoldRhemtQSOJoT4KoHBPAzr7qjTaHjpVAxCHSe8IT_6z55aYfFccW2OEtRrjqi4lH0DDkvbuux1iYnIlpvUpYz_a2Z4Yvd-rq3S673uQg-Ipc5m6tnpieQD2GZQ4Iwkxc/s320/IMG_0021-s.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155698027027471746" border="0" /></a>Running, Jogging, walking....1/2 Marathon training. It is all fun and hard and sore but I love it. It gets me out of the house, breathing hard. It is good to feel every part of your body working. It is good to push yourself. It is good to feel it tomorrow. Nope, this one is not going anywhere either. Good health is at risk if I did.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqBX_skb4l65wbJy6VbDJR4jKKr85h3rX8QgyPl2kC4UFUcWD8gS1iSoMviCzMkr56AbixnRaQvxJCT9xD5CpMGHW7JVmjyf8W4dj7wbp2B-s39HECn3DyZXUtGTR0i9Y0S5l3/s1600-h/IMG_0027=s.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqBX_skb4l65wbJy6VbDJR4jKKr85h3rX8QgyPl2kC4UFUcWD8gS1iSoMviCzMkr56AbixnRaQvxJCT9xD5CpMGHW7JVmjyf8W4dj7wbp2B-s39HECn3DyZXUtGTR0i9Y0S5l3/s320/IMG_0027=s.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155698031322439058" border="0" /></a>BellyDancing....what am I thinking? Can I really make my body move that way? Am I coordinated at all? Well, not really but it sure it fun. I really do not practice at all during the week but class sure is fun. I always walk out feeling happy and like I can do anything. I may not be a SuperStar any time soon but I can't and should not quite this one either. This one if for pure mental sanity.<br /><br />Hobbies for me are my way of keeping my mind active and busy. I enjoy each one and each one lets me express myself in different ways. I will share more thoughts on how in later installments.Andreahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01767999278192804787noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30070612.post-20412417325456977002008-01-14T08:09:00.000-08:002008-01-15T06:19:14.035-08:00Why do they grow up so fast?<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUVajNOaomZeqgaRX9frOVCYm__B26F1z7p3rWj_wA0h-QRfHixVg8H1QwexkSWOwbe3isX7PtFkwxQZoS55ziz9qzTM2Bh1SoWX4_ije0udwDCBNKhvlj6Ia4CTeWg2QDiID9/s1600-h/Birthday-princess-s.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUVajNOaomZeqgaRX9frOVCYm__B26F1z7p3rWj_wA0h-QRfHixVg8H1QwexkSWOwbe3isX7PtFkwxQZoS55ziz9qzTM2Bh1SoWX4_ije0udwDCBNKhvlj6Ia4CTeWg2QDiID9/s320/Birthday-princess-s.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155366262278692162" border="0" /></a><br />Six years ago I was holding a sweet little new born in my arms. She was so tiny. Not any tinier than any of the other babies but still small. I wanted to hold you all the time so it was a good thing that you liked being held.<br /><br />Look at you now...SIX!!!! You dress yourself every day with out being told, you get food out of the cabinet when you want a snack, you can write and you can read and boy, oh boy can you draw.<br /><br />Happy Birthday Katie. I pray that this year is full of blessings!!!!!Andreahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01767999278192804787noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30070612.post-56292067349982802292008-01-11T09:05:00.000-08:002008-01-15T06:20:55.848-08:002008 Goals...It is still January...I am not too late.Just thought I would make my goals public so that all of my good friends could harass me if I slack off. Most of my goals are not major but could be life changing and life improving if I really work at them.<br /><br />1. I am going to keep running..or jogging, what ever you call it. I want to run at least 10 miles a week and participate in at least one race per month. I will run a 1/2 marathon in the spring.<br /><br />2. I would like to keep my healthy eating habits that I learned in Weight Watchers with out going to the meetings. I also would like to help the girls be healthy eaters for a life time so they do not turn into an extremist like I can be when it comes to food.<br /><br />3. I need to become more organized at home so I can venture out, take classes, go to work, something and not feel overwhelmed with mess when I return.<br /><br />4. I would like to be more of a people person, stay connected with the world instead of locked away in my little house so much.<br /><br />5. When I commit myself to something I need to do it with a happy heart. 110%,Every thing is more fun that way.<br /><br />6. And most importantly, I need to get and stay better connected with God. I need to remember something that was written in Psalms..." The Lord Said " I will make you wise, I will show you where to go. I will guild you and watch over you." and I need to live by his will and just let go. I know it will all fall into place if I just follow his plan.<br /><br />Ok, there you go. 6 things that are written out for the world to see. Most of these things are internally but you can bug me about them if you want.<br /><br />So, what do you want to do in 2008?Andreahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01767999278192804787noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30070612.post-24759683636159016232008-01-10T10:05:00.000-08:002008-01-15T06:20:39.658-08:00Blogging and Why we do it.Today while I was working out I was thinking. I pretty much do my best thinking while I am working out because I am not talking and I am doing the same thing over and over.<br /><br />Ok, back to the subject at hand, Blogging. Why have we all turned into bloggers? Why do want to share our lives and thoughts with every one? Why to we want to share our thoughts with strangers? Why can we find time to sit and type a story on the computer but we do not have time to call a friend and talk? I really do not have the answer to any of these questions.<br /><br />Why do I blog? I blog because I want to connect with my family. I blog to help keep track of when things happen. I blog to bring out a creative side. I blog because I think too much.<br /><br />Have a great day!!!Andreahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01767999278192804787noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30070612.post-38818039647963184682007-12-30T16:00:00.000-08:002008-01-15T06:19:48.189-08:00My Beautiful girls on a Beautiful day.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLR0aou2dnhGMVm53p4fLqIQRmkbVQzhWEYNKFxxkhxbLcDASX5ChqjoIk3O0MzgvamzrGOFM-qBSk3V-K4vLuwKqC4ZSgy2aJd-oTOAMlenlMzX5Mc8X19fk4SYysf0kw0QrL/s1600-h/Erin-49.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLR0aou2dnhGMVm53p4fLqIQRmkbVQzhWEYNKFxxkhxbLcDASX5ChqjoIk3O0MzgvamzrGOFM-qBSk3V-K4vLuwKqC4ZSgy2aJd-oTOAMlenlMzX5Mc8X19fk4SYysf0kw0QrL/s320/Erin-49.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149920492855467202" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZ-kdqST5-uhCbWxXSDRvITXLw_HEj2vs10fV3uTRts7tEGhLSwphCK76WH-18edyVHYJQ5kD9kEoPcCWJD0aOsZpTKxOAhMkZtd-GLPWZM-0CYhvqms94FJ26XrfIv-gaQR0G/s1600-h/Katie-18-BW.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZ-kdqST5-uhCbWxXSDRvITXLw_HEj2vs10fV3uTRts7tEGhLSwphCK76WH-18edyVHYJQ5kD9kEoPcCWJD0aOsZpTKxOAhMkZtd-GLPWZM-0CYhvqms94FJ26XrfIv-gaQR0G/s320/Katie-18-BW.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149920497150434514" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2Ml2xRvvQIbrP85vSi0Iu1YMO0_-TrQRJxVa0z48Adx7jJ3H4BJ04Fb_DghGE4BrM3b6rcZRvTzRthq-KZzQsgMiiYOHihE2ZWk35YjdoXcnWDFMksP7N_jOflxS6Om9BThNC/s1600-h/Katie-14.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2Ml2xRvvQIbrP85vSi0Iu1YMO0_-TrQRJxVa0z48Adx7jJ3H4BJ04Fb_DghGE4BrM3b6rcZRvTzRthq-KZzQsgMiiYOHihE2ZWk35YjdoXcnWDFMksP7N_jOflxS6Om9BThNC/s320/Katie-14.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149920501445401826" border="0" /></a>Andreahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01767999278192804787noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30070612.post-48281163800925378342007-12-28T19:20:00.000-08:002008-01-15T06:21:22.455-08:00My Old Old PuppyI have started reading a blog called "Confessions of a Pioneer Woman" daily. She takes wonderful photographs and is just so darn witty. Today she took pictures of her sleeping puppy so I thought I would take pics of my not so puppish puppy. He is 12 years old so when I pull out the camera he just humors me.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUFUR8BTn2aOlSgB8ZfRIHtR1xuEnp4aylFqqpmnLKPMLmlYnPTKqI4UmUr23cAYInhWmFA76o3YxeEcHUaFmU2Mztvl1AMSy8lW1-PUxJNvrdPw_JRchnCiHSLcfrM1OS9M87/s1600-h/01-s.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUFUR8BTn2aOlSgB8ZfRIHtR1xuEnp4aylFqqpmnLKPMLmlYnPTKqI4UmUr23cAYInhWmFA76o3YxeEcHUaFmU2Mztvl1AMSy8lW1-PUxJNvrdPw_JRchnCiHSLcfrM1OS9M87/s320/01-s.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149190687717563474" border="0" /></a><br /> I have things totally under control here.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2GUGa6tR7IPYMIQ0cjoB1t14Pa3fpjelLk5eYnnb8l06GFFf0l3ZGoTLxTi2-U7Tr9wExmShmPCuMbogMDHdpTM24s3qIa0egYYIWZ7_RCzegUUQ8FFgbA6euRt_Iy3nANX26/s1600-h/02-s.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2GUGa6tR7IPYMIQ0cjoB1t14Pa3fpjelLk5eYnnb8l06GFFf0l3ZGoTLxTi2-U7Tr9wExmShmPCuMbogMDHdpTM24s3qIa0egYYIWZ7_RCzegUUQ8FFgbA6euRt_Iy3nANX26/s320/02-s.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149190692012530786" border="0" /></a><br /> It has been a long day. Time to ponder.Andreahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01767999278192804787noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30070612.post-27561689627992789612007-12-28T13:03:00.001-08:002008-01-15T06:20:15.265-08:00Christmas MemoriesJust few of my favorite moments and photos.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqg4pss33deGc67u_06uNOPOiCuPYjCfsEJ-BalnkHwvdDh08Y2Nvnni6JW_2Zj75yCtm7nF9k9VOr_L_KfRrQfxUPT_tfIwIR6VpZYMy6hTrIsQwqaN44aqC1JCYELwKm6A3X/s1600-h/IMG_0195.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqg4pss33deGc67u_06uNOPOiCuPYjCfsEJ-BalnkHwvdDh08Y2Nvnni6JW_2Zj75yCtm7nF9k9VOr_L_KfRrQfxUPT_tfIwIR6VpZYMy6hTrIsQwqaN44aqC1JCYELwKm6A3X/s320/IMG_0195.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149134621214481426" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuVSswAb6yFjJjvhRQJuxRXEsdo9b4liMD8YoFA489S5Cn6KmEAuMQ_vvqXLbxbV45ZrN1-w5WC7vMwL6TNhF0nM6w412ot02W7qzJOAnIlct9XX1zLQyewsemvGS-3QFYkSC_/s1600-h/KwRose.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuVSswAb6yFjJjvhRQJuxRXEsdo9b4liMD8YoFA489S5Cn6KmEAuMQ_vvqXLbxbV45ZrN1-w5WC7vMwL6TNhF0nM6w412ot02W7qzJOAnIlct9XX1zLQyewsemvGS-3QFYkSC_/s320/KwRose.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149134629804416034" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSCgMUG66swkNhwLnJFFQosnwIAFIWAarrmAvWxS4LJUoBeOLzB75ZEku9h2sdXuvRIJn9s_2b8S9BCHc9ePeXm4tM5g8FIIQrzZ7EPMT_HIiMVAPu9BwyOcydNWBzX-5ERcBr/s1600-h/Esmile.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSCgMUG66swkNhwLnJFFQosnwIAFIWAarrmAvWxS4LJUoBeOLzB75ZEku9h2sdXuvRIJn9s_2b8S9BCHc9ePeXm4tM5g8FIIQrzZ7EPMT_HIiMVAPu9BwyOcydNWBzX-5ERcBr/s320/Esmile.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149134634099383346" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlTCP3qPiWskzV691IoDx7tGsSAlCbbAF1UTqa7eKgeyCQUsyZ9SkIce8oqqD5GaMCEHdOiL_uK1F9AF3PyJl4fArjrP3RU7K0f1Wse-TthLlLabYas4k1tIckUEbHQsTMKQe6/s1600-h/Momsmile.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlTCP3qPiWskzV691IoDx7tGsSAlCbbAF1UTqa7eKgeyCQUsyZ9SkIce8oqqD5GaMCEHdOiL_uK1F9AF3PyJl4fArjrP3RU7K0f1Wse-TthLlLabYas4k1tIckUEbHQsTMKQe6/s320/Momsmile.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149134638394350658" border="0" /></a>Andreahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01767999278192804787noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30070612.post-28718366634308787892007-12-21T18:07:00.000-08:002008-01-15T06:21:40.210-08:00Reflecttions in a Snow GlobeSince Christmas is right around the corner I thought I would share one of the sites I keep seeing. Next to my tree is our piano ( which no one know how to play, how sad ) which holds many family photos and a few knick knacks. One of my prized knacks is a snow globe Katie hand picked for me a couple of years ago. In this snow globe you can see a beautiful lights display that was never intended.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicC7eY8TMP9llAghIOTbZMa70VSVxf_gb27IH6J6Rqs1sptnrr-3YmCbItWOaW3ciHO6Lbo7aNODFYHdEw46yW74q3YBLbKgf9c5ycUXaPFkWD1Zf23idFa09DVIFOP4GunnyH/s1600-h/Reflections01-s.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicC7eY8TMP9llAghIOTbZMa70VSVxf_gb27IH6J6Rqs1sptnrr-3YmCbItWOaW3ciHO6Lbo7aNODFYHdEw46yW74q3YBLbKgf9c5ycUXaPFkWD1Zf23idFa09DVIFOP4GunnyH/s320/Reflections01-s.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146615128974138210" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfiiyGVjvfEjNlnD4g1wHgWsIX8xZejbYpvAjpKin3ASUAvg947roZPwm0vveQ9m_KhjLfGEeiAOiBEejlcrvexcMDg0e8DlPxhQLMpMKJTCw2vXPrB37qjsIInAFEAwYMjLhW/s1600-h/Reflections02-s.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfiiyGVjvfEjNlnD4g1wHgWsIX8xZejbYpvAjpKin3ASUAvg947roZPwm0vveQ9m_KhjLfGEeiAOiBEejlcrvexcMDg0e8DlPxhQLMpMKJTCw2vXPrB37qjsIInAFEAwYMjLhW/s320/Reflections02-s.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146615137564072818" border="0" /></a>Andreahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01767999278192804787noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30070612.post-31903960273543416372007-12-20T13:26:00.000-08:002008-01-15T06:22:25.129-08:00The Up Hill Battle<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGgyrY_sJVq2Lq51u6Y8McxnTpb9i6z-NXsNjMZ72knV8d1QBWjXxUZct5HRWhpqkYzRn3n77uCBC90Qppw5ZNTIefTRclbk4XHNOvVBOgr5t7r7OzH9rD5oZAmlW8D-C64s4W/s1600-h/Snow-butterfly-01-s.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGgyrY_sJVq2Lq51u6Y8McxnTpb9i6z-NXsNjMZ72knV8d1QBWjXxUZct5HRWhpqkYzRn3n77uCBC90Qppw5ZNTIefTRclbk4XHNOvVBOgr5t7r7OzH9rD5oZAmlW8D-C64s4W/s320/Snow-butterfly-01-s.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146173876919049042" border="0" /></a><br />Two weeks ago Larry and I decided that I could take some courses at UCO. I am looking at their Photographic Art Program. Well, this is just to prove that some times you have to work hard to just get started. Snow and Ice prevented me from driving to Oklahoma Christian to get my transcript, so I requested them by mail and that was just slow. I finally get them a week later, turn in my paper work at UCO and find out I need my shot records. OK folks, I am 38 years old. 38 year old women have their children's records handy and maybe even their husbands if he traveled to a 3rs world country but not her own. So, after calling her Dr, her mother and her old University I need to wait till the 2nd of January to even see if a copy of them exist. If not, I will have to have to have blood work done and new shots given.<br /><br />What I am having to do to improve myself.Yikes.Andreahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01767999278192804787noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30070612.post-56732568172528532292007-12-17T06:28:00.000-08:002008-01-15T06:22:07.241-08:00A snowy Winter DayWhat fun was had when the snow came out of the sky on Saturday. The girls bundled up, me following with the camera and down our short little hill they went.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPSlibJ-6H1r3wrY6e6_6HISnAhjc_wM3tSobizD6L8ebFQ8gdX3jB1cE6W4LLX-_reIvIcJp2NMhi_g721xrKspWWMrVn2i2tgdcegM0G8S4m2NY_baj6E_bm9Qb4QLSdAQ3F/s1600-h/Erin-01-s.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPSlibJ-6H1r3wrY6e6_6HISnAhjc_wM3tSobizD6L8ebFQ8gdX3jB1cE6W4LLX-_reIvIcJp2NMhi_g721xrKspWWMrVn2i2tgdcegM0G8S4m2NY_baj6E_bm9Qb4QLSdAQ3F/s320/Erin-01-s.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144949656620866114" border="0" /></a><br /> Down Hill High!!!!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhI7UA5FUiceeaSseo5TnOCkuB-tcRPgRaDUxRHUuZhBcBstKleWtz_5Rx_wA5L8YkCLkF3LsEK4ADK0lNbj9o5Ha8UIFdYFvSFomyaA-X2kVyqN8do6jUqB4LOdcAM1MTir2hv/s1600-h/Katie-02-s.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhI7UA5FUiceeaSseo5TnOCkuB-tcRPgRaDUxRHUuZhBcBstKleWtz_5Rx_wA5L8YkCLkF3LsEK4ADK0lNbj9o5Ha8UIFdYFvSFomyaA-X2kVyqN8do6jUqB4LOdcAM1MTir2hv/s320/Katie-02-s.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144949660915833426" border="0" /></a><br /> Watch out....Fence!!!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh62Phb4ha6y6tkBjjLcam-3l4Yyq9XAru7mH85XfeKgpzlXLCBr1LQvLqmCZ5yedz6XJsuVn7cQAMy2iS_QdL4empqhCDRBotCgalCoXAvodnTn93VL2d3Qk7rL0snh4B9polN/s1600-h/Skipper-01-s.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh62Phb4ha6y6tkBjjLcam-3l4Yyq9XAru7mH85XfeKgpzlXLCBr1LQvLqmCZ5yedz6XJsuVn7cQAMy2iS_QdL4empqhCDRBotCgalCoXAvodnTn93VL2d3Qk7rL0snh4B9polN/s320/Skipper-01-s.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144949703865506402" border="0" /></a><br /> I am Dog! I have Ball! Life is Goooood!!!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0lVcrmY6YeORb8yoxL0Qe5v98y-bW0RQHwYUvZJQcMxeUBOQygPvrtG_fcSths_HEB1pgvotsChf0YjB5xm8aavrgPx8arp78Uvs7nuowJoFKPD9Z3Y7j3aobpOrFkgM8mxIu/s1600-h/Snow-butterfly-01-s.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0lVcrmY6YeORb8yoxL0Qe5v98y-bW0RQHwYUvZJQcMxeUBOQygPvrtG_fcSths_HEB1pgvotsChf0YjB5xm8aavrgPx8arp78Uvs7nuowJoFKPD9Z3Y7j3aobpOrFkgM8mxIu/s320/Snow-butterfly-01-s.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144949708160473714" border="0" /></a><br /> A little Summer caught up in Winter.Andreahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01767999278192804787noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30070612.post-21702235327433571432007-12-05T14:25:00.000-08:002008-01-15T06:23:01.003-08:00A Day in my Life<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUpv1TwCtpzk6Q5F86BR1Itg6Ai9HPGdxK2T8g_xmhtajXlu7XyOpUg3mRkRVtYW6K7pYCkanel9aKhsHmyExBReEcZo8Sw1SNkjYny8CrGd3Wvm6ATRpB0n1D586Q9ubAZO0p/s1600-h/Bow-01-s.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUpv1TwCtpzk6Q5F86BR1Itg6Ai9HPGdxK2T8g_xmhtajXlu7XyOpUg3mRkRVtYW6K7pYCkanel9aKhsHmyExBReEcZo8Sw1SNkjYny8CrGd3Wvm6ATRpB0n1D586Q9ubAZO0p/s320/Bow-01-s.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140619813136416546" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikDtkNmJDIM74-fFk5xDipN3cWeOg251r8MXdPkQCnuewWSvJwa2ZbGCvfAwGVJa-6dwt_PpxDdLLQ761slFXUwwQkPCsEK2T_gxjxgFAIJHJFyvqmgr_myPqHvJV9zvzp6ndR/s1600-h/DaysWork-s.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikDtkNmJDIM74-fFk5xDipN3cWeOg251r8MXdPkQCnuewWSvJwa2ZbGCvfAwGVJa-6dwt_PpxDdLLQ761slFXUwwQkPCsEK2T_gxjxgFAIJHJFyvqmgr_myPqHvJV9zvzp6ndR/s320/DaysWork-s.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140619817431383858" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9E16Hd1CG-_JLYPYTaC_A6RpNZlsW26Eh9HjwTKrd7eveMB-PazpCZh8Fo1ZU4g_15LlokSt-TzJs1GZwfTYyqYZo0k1OJzNIoC_1b8sAQiyC6JclwEc_clkr-u_iDi8QXB4v/s1600-h/skipper-s.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9E16Hd1CG-_JLYPYTaC_A6RpNZlsW26Eh9HjwTKrd7eveMB-PazpCZh8Fo1ZU4g_15LlokSt-TzJs1GZwfTYyqYZo0k1OJzNIoC_1b8sAQiyC6JclwEc_clkr-u_iDi8QXB4v/s320/skipper-s.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140619821726351170" border="0" /></a><br />Today I did something different. I picked up my camera and I took pictures of "stuff" that I was involved in. My life is not glamorous by any means but it keeps me our of the stores spending money.Andreahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01767999278192804787noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30070612.post-21752687017679112007-11-19T09:07:00.001-08:002008-01-15T06:23:18.160-08:00I Did It!!! I Did It!!!! Why?????<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZIAnF-2gKGxjtn_OIkb9h8bBt7anTA80ZyudSgb8qgHFSLgXZKKss4htWA7mz59E6BCSamRdpXkGjvYzvla7QgyHr3SUvd0YpbIlZ8D57ATOIY1HbeKQM2sLUF21mFj2GQFaC/s1600-h/marathon_1-s.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZIAnF-2gKGxjtn_OIkb9h8bBt7anTA80ZyudSgb8qgHFSLgXZKKss4htWA7mz59E6BCSamRdpXkGjvYzvla7QgyHr3SUvd0YpbIlZ8D57ATOIY1HbeKQM2sLUF21mFj2GQFaC/s320/marathon_1-s.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134601483852288258" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-vu0vGHzWWo8OnYRY2XGeReTuSiWu5wDqzqWdcJcP2OP7pZ11V853E_esO9_VyQ9pNcHkstWIE3LmxlRZv-CdP-qQH7GqQ14mEBHV3Z3KL2fYExvRKHBE9NOIz9Xcgr3jcaqf/s1600-h/marathon_2-s.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-vu0vGHzWWo8OnYRY2XGeReTuSiWu5wDqzqWdcJcP2OP7pZ11V853E_esO9_VyQ9pNcHkstWIE3LmxlRZv-CdP-qQH7GqQ14mEBHV3Z3KL2fYExvRKHBE9NOIz9Xcgr3jcaqf/s320/marathon_2-s.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134601496737190162" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPzvAU-1zWnL4KaEav_lbwxn2s-5s_p8wefcOXHZRG81TB6Q0JAR_ezIKWJ621D1l6RiNdM-IdlItEAydS26LTGeN8Cfue28lw89gWBQQfoKdreI2DSt4n_VEftAzn4kYdWubg/s1600-h/marathon_3-s.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPzvAU-1zWnL4KaEav_lbwxn2s-5s_p8wefcOXHZRG81TB6Q0JAR_ezIKWJ621D1l6RiNdM-IdlItEAydS26LTGeN8Cfue28lw89gWBQQfoKdreI2DSt4n_VEftAzn4kYdWubg/s320/marathon_3-s.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134601501032157474" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3eitLeRKmDzA9QmoYnbYIsa9ZfpdgE4V2Zev162BCbSfPfOZ9JbANOs_H9tAVOlZC8AYHJ37i7KPMWN9hx0lRNSRc-JYYRHQcR1NFs7CGaUUnY6oitTOUPMWb3DKjtxnwI3KT/s1600-h/marathon_4-s.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3eitLeRKmDzA9QmoYnbYIsa9ZfpdgE4V2Zev162BCbSfPfOZ9JbANOs_H9tAVOlZC8AYHJ37i7KPMWN9hx0lRNSRc-JYYRHQcR1NFs7CGaUUnY6oitTOUPMWb3DKjtxnwI3KT/s320/marathon_4-s.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134620149780156722" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Well, I did it. I finished my first 1/2 Marathon. 13.1 miles!!!!! What on earth was I thinking? Well, I think I know what I was thinking...Why not? If I can do it...do it. It feels good now that it is over and I can still walk. I know I did not over do myself, so all is good.<br /><br />My Running Buddy Laura was a great encouragement the whole time. I kept running because she was running and that made it so much better. She also was a great chearleader." 4 miles gone, now it it is just a jont around Lake Hefner ( that is our 9.1 miles corse we trained on )" Only 5 miles left! That is a run around the park" and so on. She was the best!!!<br /><br />Wondering how long it took? 2 hours, 29 minutes and 47 seconds. Our initial goal was 3 hours...then I had dilutions of grandeur half way through and thought 2 hours. Well, when that did not happen under 2 and a half was going to make us happy and boy did we push it a little there at the end when we saw it was a possibility.<br /><br />Well, thanks to all my well wishers and I will start working on my next 1/2 marathon...OKC Memorial Marathon in the spring.Andreahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01767999278192804787noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30070612.post-76395335658475758092007-06-05T12:11:00.000-07:002008-01-15T06:23:51.455-08:00Summer is here. What have I been up to?To all my family and friends, I am happy you have chosen to stop by and say hello. I have been having a fun spring. Larry and I went to Jamacia for a week. We a had a fun time with our new friends and had a great time visiting the jungle. Here are a few pictures of us.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgV6YmsTTwGnpgfKdHRi71qB7kMBdLlBahpIxXQQKHM5UXaSJbmbADZwhlkEdub1mtHsJ_sm-nQksOsG-CvKA5vm2Clst_-Tnl9R4p3L8ol-rTQT8GjcvlZA0c8E0xBallPS7aL/s1600-h/L&A-tree.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgV6YmsTTwGnpgfKdHRi71qB7kMBdLlBahpIxXQQKHM5UXaSJbmbADZwhlkEdub1mtHsJ_sm-nQksOsG-CvKA5vm2Clst_-Tnl9R4p3L8ol-rTQT8GjcvlZA0c8E0xBallPS7aL/s320/L&A-tree.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072662263968035474" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_Xyd9vpt8RwpaiEBav3ISulB8F1iPNfu6D5Is6iUj709ME7356siIuHLRmkmqG38-OYL9hyGaxoN2MbgT8hB_aiqbyjJX4otbRgD98yys3keHaz23TDHemd3rDo7JWCSow3m3/s1600-h/A-flying.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_Xyd9vpt8RwpaiEBav3ISulB8F1iPNfu6D5Is6iUj709ME7356siIuHLRmkmqG38-OYL9hyGaxoN2MbgT8hB_aiqbyjJX4otbRgD98yys3keHaz23TDHemd3rDo7JWCSow3m3/s320/A-flying.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072662268263002786" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfAOTVl93Y34qWsm36ijKalXI4oH5uwSvYIxj7e2SGZYdRFdILxq-8vvBfblmVAt-TeRlCdHnfGnidE64FYldRP3amlI2e9Aj3lVW6hLO3cxYS0NUeIqRduBHXCS1TLG7hyphenhyphen2lG/s1600-h/thegang.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfAOTVl93Y34qWsm36ijKalXI4oH5uwSvYIxj7e2SGZYdRFdILxq-8vvBfblmVAt-TeRlCdHnfGnidE64FYldRP3amlI2e9Aj3lVW6hLO3cxYS0NUeIqRduBHXCS1TLG7hyphenhyphen2lG/s320/thegang.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072662272557970098" border="0" /></a><br /><br />We have also been running. Larry and I continue to run in little 5 and 10 K races. June 1st was the 1st in a summer time race series we are participating in. All of this is to help keep us motivated and working. We are going to run a half marathon in the Fall that is in Tulsa. here is a photo of me and 2 of of my running/dance sisters.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi11rxlmveq9zFoEePANZFg46ET_gX5P9KOWQFN8TInCwg6srKKLD-RCxkUzUXCQZIKCctXLHPGrIuPbjtq6QI_SCSIVP0wP6r78OgLSh0j2Z8oMKSuyD5DL0DqjL5y6Vl_MT_8/s1600-h/DSC01946.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi11rxlmveq9zFoEePANZFg46ET_gX5P9KOWQFN8TInCwg6srKKLD-RCxkUzUXCQZIKCctXLHPGrIuPbjtq6QI_SCSIVP0wP6r78OgLSh0j2Z8oMKSuyD5DL0DqjL5y6Vl_MT_8/s320/DSC01946.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072663419314238146" border="0" /></a><br /><br />And then on June 2nd I participated in my First real Art Festival. I had a tent and every thing.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVGkyV4NueGyon19oT3SIhyphenhyphenVXB9BJXY5KztAXZ3Zp12xy9KvxAG1Xp8u5b503XJ9GOTHgM4FKcQ2f_hrDh7uxqk5cP3Y2kvlODXejmapXr30qmRhLUUZDE5n_NX5QepcSttQsH/s1600-h/DSC01955.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVGkyV4NueGyon19oT3SIhyphenhyphenVXB9BJXY5KztAXZ3Zp12xy9KvxAG1Xp8u5b503XJ9GOTHgM4FKcQ2f_hrDh7uxqk5cP3Y2kvlODXejmapXr30qmRhLUUZDE5n_NX5QepcSttQsH/s320/DSC01955.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072664226768089810" border="0" /></a>Andreahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01767999278192804787noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30070612.post-47511115039286279932007-04-25T10:37:00.000-07:002008-01-15T06:24:09.347-08:00Dance of the Orient<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpvcWmK4-cH9R6hbqFNO-0IdylRdq-XQww3A2G4_wymxrK6VzXRv0XEGlFHdO2I3BcxGlJqz4wiGHVbtudI5R4XVIxpGuvaYU2d3WCbfhqO0LsNOIaYwsnCtXu-mcO2bv5hqou/s1600-h/troup-2.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpvcWmK4-cH9R6hbqFNO-0IdylRdq-XQww3A2G4_wymxrK6VzXRv0XEGlFHdO2I3BcxGlJqz4wiGHVbtudI5R4XVIxpGuvaYU2d3WCbfhqO0LsNOIaYwsnCtXu-mcO2bv5hqou/s320/troup-2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057423017171076258" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxHOgUWYU1cct8ku7YLaeoyfMaXRtJ3f9cXJO7jyQBY9fHCPICP6_qTVvc_PJNWdv_VmLS1C9me1jMqwfp2upWpB6kkp_NlZBsjG2mV7AvaOysL7F5Uid5v_LBMoM_0UUlpBNM/s1600-h/troup-3.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxHOgUWYU1cct8ku7YLaeoyfMaXRtJ3f9cXJO7jyQBY9fHCPICP6_qTVvc_PJNWdv_VmLS1C9me1jMqwfp2upWpB6kkp_NlZBsjG2mV7AvaOysL7F5Uid5v_LBMoM_0UUlpBNM/s320/troup-3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057423021466043570" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyJ-jJomoYsu5PUMex43IhrpeNoJhtGbtAJn3t22RAnKWu1NQU0TnnuS3D1IluCb_0sOo-CbSKd2DZtQ0E6xhuivGi_bnJhGKEYtR6ItvkA41QbZx6piS8kyrMWuIkkdiS_Irg/s1600-h/troup-4.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyJ-jJomoYsu5PUMex43IhrpeNoJhtGbtAJn3t22RAnKWu1NQU0TnnuS3D1IluCb_0sOo-CbSKd2DZtQ0E6xhuivGi_bnJhGKEYtR6ItvkA41QbZx6piS8kyrMWuIkkdiS_Irg/s320/troup-4.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057423030055978178" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4JfnUw92s3Mlh8NDvg_Lqjt4PbDNeb0MyJ9R12-y8IvWxuYCcYseKysvDmDegTiHN38MH2dmzhfllOZZLAP8JaFgNyXO6f3Rxp5eWozkI8dAHcTUkOx9IMmDBq2lSocml7f51/s1600-h/Troup-1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4JfnUw92s3Mlh8NDvg_Lqjt4PbDNeb0MyJ9R12-y8IvWxuYCcYseKysvDmDegTiHN38MH2dmzhfllOZZLAP8JaFgNyXO6f3Rxp5eWozkI8dAHcTUkOx9IMmDBq2lSocml7f51/s320/Troup-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057423030055978194" border="0" /></a><br />After months and months of practice we finally performed out Spring Showcase. I can truthfully tell you that I worked really hard to get these dances down perfect and I think I did a pretty good job. (At least Larry says I did them pretty well) Here are a few pics. Larry was afraid to use the flash so if they look a little out of focus you will understand why. BTW, if you are wondering which Princess is me, I am in the RED.Andreahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01767999278192804787noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30070612.post-15653640521351423342007-04-16T15:46:00.000-07:002008-01-15T06:24:29.472-08:00The Redbud Classic and the 10 K Race!!!!!I suppose you can call it a race. I did want to finish in an hour. Close enough, One Hour, three minutes, and some seconds. It was a very interesting experience. I will do this again and I am not afraid any longer. It was funny. Every single person you ran across was nice and friendly. No one was rude or ugly toward anyone. Every one was encouraging and up beat. It was really nice to be around these kind of people. All 2000 of them ( may of been more )In 2 weeks we ( Larry and I and some other friends ) will be participating in the Memorial Marathon Relay. Wish us luck!!!!!Andreahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01767999278192804787noreply@blogger.com0