tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-48926711789330455162024-03-12T23:58:01.271-04:00Lucy's Point of ViewLucy Skyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13527238946219598094noreply@blogger.comBlogger20125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4892671178933045516.post-50988210028922431372010-05-16T17:25:00.012-04:002010-05-16T18:38:49.775-04:00It's AFRICA hot out there!<div align="center">Well last week it was Mothers Day. So I thought it would be a good idea to get the day started for Mom with a BIG breakfast. So first thing I did was put down the turkey sausage. "Got to watch it close" Dad says because it can burn easy.</div><br /><div align="center"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471988431912394530" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S_BofKsvXyI/AAAAAAAAAx0/arQ8vQPoAdM/s320/046.JPG" />Time to flip!</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S_Boe-Hm8EI/AAAAAAAAAxs/kLgbgb_4l3E/s1600/047.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471988428535427138" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S_Boe-Hm8EI/AAAAAAAAAxs/kLgbgb_4l3E/s320/047.JPG" /></a> These eggs sure are tricky. Being extra careful not to break the yolks. Mom likes to dip stuff in them.<br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S_BnmMXLnwI/AAAAAAAAAxc/UhJ3YCR4u-8/s1600/050.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471987453106298626" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S_BnmMXLnwI/AAAAAAAAAxc/UhJ3YCR4u-8/s320/050.JPG" /></a></div><div>Fresh Florida Strawberries..YUMMY! No one likes those green leaves though...</div><div> <div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S_BnlUFfE9I/AAAAAAAAAxU/fdSmqwEwEEo/s1600/049.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471987437999690706" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S_BnlUFfE9I/AAAAAAAAAxU/fdSmqwEwEEo/s320/049.JPG" /></a> Some crumpets for Mom to dip. Toasty!</div><div><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S_BnlLCE9wI/AAAAAAAAAxM/1iPPs28qzEA/s1600/048.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471987435569477378" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S_BnlLCE9wI/AAAAAAAAAxM/1iPPs28qzEA/s320/048.JPG" /></a>Well after Mom ate her breakfast in world record time (she didn't even wait for me to take a picture. Guess she was super hungry) I decided she needed some adventure today. So we packed up the family and went exploring Lucy style! </div><div><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S_Bnkhb9jRI/AAAAAAAAAxE/W-nWvyzEhgM/s1600/003.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471987424403754258" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S_Bnkhb9jRI/AAAAAAAAAxE/W-nWvyzEhgM/s320/003.JPG" /></a>After looking over the map we checked on "B"... </div><div><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S_BnkdoGEWI/AAAAAAAAAw8/FxHuRuH0AZc/s1600/002.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471987423380902242" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S_BnkdoGEWI/AAAAAAAAAw8/FxHuRuH0AZc/s320/002.JPG" /></a>Got the shades on, and away we went! </div><div><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S_BmuhQVZVI/AAAAAAAAAw0/Ol6s4K-i4ss/s1600/005.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471986496642049362" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S_BmuhQVZVI/AAAAAAAAAw0/Ol6s4K-i4ss/s320/005.JPG" /></a> I saw this zebra walking around and thought "He looks fun to ride." So I jumped up and took off with him. He was a little freaked out, if you can't tell by his eyes.</div><div> </div><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 316px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 256px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471988418448726946" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S_BoeYiwG6I/AAAAAAAAAxk/5yf1i8e3wtQ/s320/014.JPG" />Dad said we was so impressed with my animal skills that he said he was going to make some calls to his pals at Busch Gardens and put me to work. So I went to the wardrobe department, got a uniform...and off I went!<br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S_Bmuc4TnyI/AAAAAAAAAws/AqKiT34Y-UU/s1600/035.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471986495467527970" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S_Bmuc4TnyI/AAAAAAAAAws/AqKiT34Y-UU/s320/035.JPG" /></a> After I got dressed (They even got me some keys for my belt) Mom said she had to get at least a picture of me. Enough Mom...I gotta go to work!<br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S_Bmt3sBQuI/AAAAAAAAAwk/oFWZOxg4G2E/s1600/025.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471986485483881186" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S_Bmt3sBQuI/AAAAAAAAAwk/oFWZOxg4G2E/s320/025.JPG" /></a>So I started to get to work near the turtles, because Wanie loves them, and there I saw "B" messing around. "B...That's not how you do that!" ( I know beacuse I work here.)</div><div><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S_Bmtnz5Z5I/AAAAAAAAAwc/uTzMhB8C3mo/s1600/029.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471986481221953426" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S_Bmtnz5Z5I/AAAAAAAAAwc/uTzMhB8C3mo/s320/029.JPG" /></a> "Here, let me help you. But just this ONE time."</div><div><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S_BmtSqd0jI/AAAAAAAAAwU/xy7EdafTG7w/s1600/030.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471986475545252402" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S_BmtSqd0jI/AAAAAAAAAwU/xy7EdafTG7w/s320/030.JPG" /></a>After helping "B" out I loaded up the safari truck and took it out to work with some of the African Animals. </div><div><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S_BljaRdPDI/AAAAAAAAAwM/VqLwd5eSTG8/s1600/040.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471985206277520434" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S_BljaRdPDI/AAAAAAAAAwM/VqLwd5eSTG8/s320/040.JPG" /></a>Once out there I came up on this scary cave. Are those bones? I wonder who loves here? </div><div><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S_Bli0fdGNI/AAAAAAAAAwE/B4pAUBzdl8c/s1600/041.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471985196135684306" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S_Bli0fdGNI/AAAAAAAAAwE/B4pAUBzdl8c/s320/041.JPG" /></a> MUFASA!<br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S_BliliNaxI/AAAAAAAAAv8/FsR_AFnWpeM/s1600/042.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471985192120707858" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S_BliliNaxI/AAAAAAAAAv8/FsR_AFnWpeM/s320/042.JPG" /></a> "Hey guys...I'm gonna move the Hyena over there...OK?"<br /><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S_BliC_KsfI/AAAAAAAAAv0/jn4N5rIpTZI/s1600/038.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471985182846923250" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S_BliC_KsfI/AAAAAAAAAv0/jn4N5rIpTZI/s320/038.JPG" /></a> Man they are ugly!<br /><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S_Blh1gPGOI/AAAAAAAAAvs/q8wecMZczV4/s1600/037.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471985179227527394" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S_Blh1gPGOI/AAAAAAAAAvs/q8wecMZczV4/s320/037.JPG" /></a> Then off to feed the elephants. They have big poop!<br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S_BkhXMe6KI/AAAAAAAAAvk/wqUfEGrs4XY/s1600/022.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471984071579986082" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S_BkhXMe6KI/AAAAAAAAAvk/wqUfEGrs4XY/s320/022.JPG" /></a> This African heat is a lot to deal with. Gonna work with the Hippo's and cool off. (Sorry if you can't see them here, but it is part of their deal I am told.)<br /><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S_BkgzTvodI/AAAAAAAAAvc/_094q49TQBM/s1600/045.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471984061946765778" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S_BkgzTvodI/AAAAAAAAAvc/_094q49TQBM/s320/045.JPG" /></a> After that I was sent out to tell people all about the Otter's. "Look everyone...Otters!!!"<br /><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S_BkgrfEiSI/AAAAAAAAAvU/KSOi4l9RjFo/s1600/033.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471984059846789410" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S_BkgrfEiSI/AAAAAAAAAvU/KSOi4l9RjFo/s320/033.JPG" /></a> Well, even a zoo keeper has to stay hydrated. SPECIAL DRINK!<br /><br /><div><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S_BkfyNVhiI/AAAAAAAAAvE/ElAMkX7uWSA/s1600/017.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471984044471584290" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S_BkfyNVhiI/AAAAAAAAAvE/ElAMkX7uWSA/s320/017.JPG" /></a> Well I am headed home n0w. Magic are starting their game against the Celtics. GO MAGIC!!!</div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div><br /></div>Lucy Skyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13527238946219598094noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4892671178933045516.post-45685413888294890152010-05-03T20:31:00.018-04:002010-05-03T22:02:33.984-04:00And DOWN the Stretch They Come!!!Hello Peeps! I know many of you have been waiting all year for a glimpse of this years Derby Hat and what kind of Derby Party Dad and I threw, but first, a little reminder... My very first Derby hat. Wow am I a cutie!<br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467217390677659954" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S991QBEuETI/AAAAAAAAAu8/QE576slgbVU/s320/010.JPG" /><br />Then last years hat during my first ever tea party. Dad really out did himself getting me a matching dress too!<br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S991PtjgALI/AAAAAAAAAu0/U6at_p0RIF8/s1600/068.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467217385438052530" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S991PtjgALI/AAAAAAAAAu0/U6at_p0RIF8/s320/068.JPG" /></a> Now before I get to this years hat we have to go through the steps of how I got there. Dad got me up this first Saturday in May and said we better get going, got to get to the store for the party supplies! Then he saw me by the table and said "No Way Kiddo...you're dressing a little too old for my age! Now go back to the room and dress your age!" Apparently he thinks I look a little too old here.<br /><br /><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467213517221855442" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S99xujU5ANI/AAAAAAAAAuE/NiTV55iAenU/s320/013.JPG" /></div>So after a quick wardrobe adjustment we went to the store. Now the cool part was Dad let me have my own cart this year. This rocks! You never know, may need a water raft...<br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S99zI1iZbmI/AAAAAAAAAus/Cear6uQz6eA/s1600/015.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467215068298571362" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S99zI1iZbmI/AAAAAAAAAus/Cear6uQz6eA/s320/015.JPG" /></a> Wow, pretty good price on this cereal! Mom would be so proud of my thrifty shopping habits!</div><div><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S99zIb_AJTI/AAAAAAAAAuk/lILbF6y_DIE/s1600/016.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467215061439227186" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S99zIb_AJTI/AAAAAAAAAuk/lILbF6y_DIE/s320/016.JPG" /></a> <div>Now better get some fruit for this afternoon. Even though it's a party, you can still eat healthy.<br /></div><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467215039575435714" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S99zHKiRKcI/AAAAAAAAAuU/htK6d9OvU4c/s320/020.JPG" /></div><div>Now it's off to that magical jelly filled part of the store!</div><div></div><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467215045697222770" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S99zHhV0OHI/AAAAAAAAAuc/dS4a0l17mPk/s320/019.JPG" /> </div><div>THE BAKERY! In my very own cart too!!!<br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S99zG2L1A9I/AAAAAAAAAuM/ysGo8avv3Co/s1600/023.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467215034112607186" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S99zG2L1A9I/AAAAAAAAAuM/ysGo8avv3Co/s320/023.JPG" /></a> Now we got home and Dad had the usual roses together for the "Run for the Roses" but then there it was...my new hat! Now what made this REALLY SPECIAL is that Dad actually made this hat himself! Thanks DAD! It is so PRETTY!</div><div><br /><div><div><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S99xA6Q_TyI/AAAAAAAAAt0/t5Tpz_b_1Mo/s1600/017.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467212733105524514" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S99xA6Q_TyI/AAAAAAAAAt0/t5Tpz_b_1Mo/s320/017.JPG" /></a> </div><div>I knew guests were going to be here soon, so quickly I got changed into my new hat AND my Derby dress! What does everyone think?<br /><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S99wuEybNQI/AAAAAAAAAts/wYmmpGJ7gcI/s1600/018.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467212409512604930" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S99wuEybNQI/AAAAAAAAAts/wYmmpGJ7gcI/s320/018.JPG" /></a></div><div>Now that everyone was here it was time for some fun outside Derby type of games. Hey "B" watch this... I am going to issue a Boccie Ball throw down on Jenn. He thought this was hilarious.<br /><br /></div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467212976782783762" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S99xPGCLNRI/AAAAAAAAAt8/IVb_7D95t8o/s320/004.JPG" /></div><div>So I got her outside and issued the throw down. Here we are sizing up the game winning final throw...</div><div></div><div><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S99wcWtXZeI/AAAAAAAAAtk/zh_5-6GIMf8/s1600/032.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467212105085576674" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S99wcWtXZeI/AAAAAAAAAtk/zh_5-6GIMf8/s320/032.JPG" /></a> After Jenn made her final throw I knew it was time to get down and dirty. It's like she doesn't even know what's going to hit her.<br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S99wKF8BVjI/AAAAAAAAAtc/R-dTzCTo0yw/s1600/026.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467211791345997362" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S99wKF8BVjI/AAAAAAAAAtc/R-dTzCTo0yw/s320/026.JPG" /></a> And here's the throw....<br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S99v969qFDI/AAAAAAAAAtU/j-OlUTcg-bY/s1600/024.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467211582241641522" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S99v969qFDI/AAAAAAAAAtU/j-OlUTcg-bY/s320/024.JPG" /></a> Look at this...not even close. Maybe next year Jenn!<br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S99vwbZsrMI/AAAAAAAAAtM/6LRRqYqW1TI/s1600/028.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 192px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467211350431018178" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S99vwbZsrMI/AAAAAAAAAtM/6LRRqYqW1TI/s320/028.JPG" /></a><br />So after a great race, great food and a great victory over Jenn it was time for a special treat...rice krispy treat that is..I LOVE Derby Day!<br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S99vDIwcskI/AAAAAAAAAs8/tGaPFBN4Kxw/s1600/039.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467210572332053058" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S99vDIwcskI/AAAAAAAAAs8/tGaPFBN4Kxw/s320/039.JPG" /></a> Well happy Derby Day everyone! Next week is Mother's Day...So don't forget everyone...hope your planning something special.</div><div></div><div>For this weeks poll, what do you like to get your Mom for mothers day (Or for you Mom's out there, what do you like to get?) Have Fun!</div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Lucy Skyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13527238946219598094noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4892671178933045516.post-35980249101813115952010-04-29T19:46:00.010-04:002010-04-29T20:25:45.100-04:00He's my Dad and I still Love him!You know how some people are connoisseur's in fancy stuff like art, fine wine and literature? Well my Dad, he's a connoisseur, but not exactly in what I would consider one of the more refined things in life...It's hot dogs people, that's right, I said it...HOT DOGS! I don't tell many people that, but I suppose getting it off my chest now will only save me money from therapy later.<br /><br />So let me explain this. In Dad's home town there is a hot dog place called Tony Packo's. Anyone who has ever talked to my Dad has heard of it. He loves it. Only problem is you can only get it in stores up in Toledo and a few grocery stores here and there. Well, as it turns out, Old man Packo retired to a place in Florida called The Villages. He too missed his Hot Dogs and opened up shop and my Dad found out about it. So here in is my story.<br /><br />As soon as he found out we had to go there for lunch....and take pictures of food. Hence...the dogs and emotional scar's for life:<br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S9ocp4ZuHPI/AAAAAAAAAsc/E2epMevgUWg/s1600/026.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465712603607997682" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S9ocp4ZuHPI/AAAAAAAAAsc/E2epMevgUWg/s320/026.JPG" /></a><br />Now if that isn't bad enough, he made me get up in the middle of the place to hold a menu with the logo on it just so he could take my picture with it. DAD..This is REALLY EMBARRASSING!<br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S9ocOXGCRFI/AAAAAAAAAsU/LxOcL01br_Y/s1600/033.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465712130810594386" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S9ocOXGCRFI/AAAAAAAAAsU/LxOcL01br_Y/s320/033.JPG" /></a> Then as if hot dogs are not bad enough for you and taking pictures of them isn't humiliating to any young child, he ordered fried pickles...and took pictures of those too.<br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S9ocOFkfBpI/AAAAAAAAAsM/LpU-qZRcYeQ/s1600/024.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465712126106470034" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S9ocOFkfBpI/AAAAAAAAAsM/LpU-qZRcYeQ/s320/024.JPG" /></a> So now I finally get to eat. YUMMM..this stuff is pretty good!<br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S9ocNYXOrMI/AAAAAAAAAsE/SYKOzs_XGhU/s1600/025.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465712113971276994" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S9ocNYXOrMI/AAAAAAAAAsE/SYKOzs_XGhU/s320/025.JPG" /></a><br />I enjoyed it so much that after lunch Ashlyn and I had to get up and start dancing. We love this place!<br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S9ocNJy-WvI/AAAAAAAAAr8/exu__Yfz0hw/s1600/030.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465712110061116146" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S9ocNJy-WvI/AAAAAAAAAr8/exu__Yfz0hw/s320/030.JPG" /></a> We'll this day was exhausting both physically and mentally. </div><div></div><div><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S9ocMralYlI/AAAAAAAAAr0/UKkzhdFMuIY/s1600/035.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465712101905752658" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S9ocMralYlI/AAAAAAAAAr0/UKkzhdFMuIY/s320/035.JPG" /></a> Short blog this week I know, but I gotta get some rest for my annual Derby Party. </div><div></div><div>Later Peeps!</div></div></div></div>Lucy Skyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13527238946219598094noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4892671178933045516.post-88923855440606206092010-04-18T21:25:00.010-04:002010-04-18T22:45:41.882-04:00Happy Birthday to ME!!!So I was eating breakfast this weekend when Dad said, Hey gang! You know what's going on today? I was like "This better be good, I'm in the middle of some fruit loops!" He said it was my Birthday weekend! Yippee!!!!!!!!!!!!<br /><br /><div><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S8u5sWczTmI/AAAAAAAAArU/zlQgF0eioWU/s1600/045.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461663144708623970" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S8u5sWczTmI/AAAAAAAAArU/zlQgF0eioWU/s320/045.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><div><div>Went to the bedroom to tell Ma (That's what I call her now. Hold the little house on the prairie jokes please.) and she had a special package from Aunt Brooke. What is in this thing?</div><div><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S8u3yjZ9ffI/AAAAAAAAAq8/iBMXlh05zcA/s1600/066.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461661052242329074" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S8u3yjZ9ffI/AAAAAAAAAq8/iBMXlh05zcA/s320/066.JPG" /></a><br /></div><div>Does she know me or what...BUBBLES!<br /><br /></div><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S8u3yYmqPQI/AAAAAAAAAq0/oaD6dBu1lm4/s1600/073.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461661049342803202" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S8u3yYmqPQI/AAAAAAAAAq0/oaD6dBu1lm4/s320/073.JPG" /></a><br /></div><div>Then Dad said it was time to get dressed and head out to the store to see my pals. So I put on Grandma Mary Ann's new Elmo dress she got me. Am I stylish or what?!?!<br /></div><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S8u3yGs8YPI/AAAAAAAAAqs/eIUOgY3EBjM/s1600/086.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461661044537319666" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S8u3yGs8YPI/AAAAAAAAAqs/eIUOgY3EBjM/s320/086.JPG" /></a> </div><div></div><div>B! Get dressed you're going too! He was like "Are you kidding me, really?"</div><div><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S8u5rwL7qqI/AAAAAAAAArM/2lZVmrWvbhU/s1600/046.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461663134437321378" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S8u5rwL7qqI/AAAAAAAAArM/2lZVmrWvbhU/s320/046.JPG" /></a><br /></div><div>Before we had a chance to change our minds, Meat head was dressed, buckled in and ready to go. I love him.</div><div><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S8u5rgziirI/AAAAAAAAArE/CZyGv95ljgs/s1600/063.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461663130308479666" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S8u5rgziirI/AAAAAAAAArE/CZyGv95ljgs/s320/063.JPG" /></a><br /><br />So after saying Hi to my gang out front and grabbing a morning sugar cookie with them we went to the Deli, had some cheese, said hi to the stock crew and then I couldn't take it anymore....I gotta see my bakery family! I saw Miss Joan and ran right up to her.</div><div></div><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S8u3xbWWsBI/AAAAAAAAAqk/zLuqm5eVu_8/s1600/087.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461661032899850258" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S8u3xbWWsBI/AAAAAAAAAqk/zLuqm5eVu_8/s320/087.JPG" /></a><br /><br />She was ready and waiting for me..An ELMO Balloon!<br /><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S8u3xA0zxJI/AAAAAAAAAqc/aUDiraX9UCs/s1600/088.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461661025779827858" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S8u3xA0zxJI/AAAAAAAAAqc/aUDiraX9UCs/s320/088.JPG" /></a><br /><br />Then they gave me a card and a Elmo doll with a musical story book! These guys rock!<br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S8u2avnrDaI/AAAAAAAAAqU/ud24mpyhS-Y/s1600/092.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461659543692578210" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S8u2avnrDaI/AAAAAAAAAqU/ud24mpyhS-Y/s320/092.JPG" /></a><br /></div><div>Then it was doughnut time. Jelly filled sugar with butter cream frosting! LOVE IT!<br /></div><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S8u2aLlboNI/AAAAAAAAAqM/Bc3fOnqg2yA/s1600/097.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461659534019502290" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S8u2aLlboNI/AAAAAAAAAqM/Bc3fOnqg2yA/s320/097.JPG" /></a><br /><br />After that I took a group picture with them. Think I found them a Christmas Card.<br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S8u2Zyyq2WI/AAAAAAAAAqE/loiODPgLRo4/s1600/098.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461659527364139362" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S8u2Zyyq2WI/AAAAAAAAAqE/loiODPgLRo4/s320/098.JPG" /></a><br /></div><div>Then as we were leaving, the gang out front was waiting for me with a special cake just for me. Thanks guys!<br /></div><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S8u2ZjHKV_I/AAAAAAAAAp8/NxkelXJRx54/s1600/101.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461659523155122162" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S8u2ZjHKV_I/AAAAAAAAAp8/NxkelXJRx54/s320/101.JPG" /></a><br /></div><div>It was FANTASTIC too!<br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S8u5tVa3zBI/AAAAAAAAArk/_Zbz-IDjBGo/s1600/170.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461663161611963410" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S8u5tVa3zBI/AAAAAAAAArk/_Zbz-IDjBGo/s320/170.JPG" /></a><br /><br />Then my family came over to celebrate. Grandma got me this cool book of colors. I am going to be so smart.<br /></div><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S8u2ZHow7CI/AAAAAAAAAp0/V3lQuWYpipQ/s1600/102.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461659515779869730" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S8u2ZHow7CI/AAAAAAAAAp0/V3lQuWYpipQ/s320/102.JPG" /></a><br /></div><div>Then a number puzzle. This year I am tearing this paper stuff up.<br /></div><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S8u0-uSkPLI/AAAAAAAAAps/aT0SWI3-Cxc/s1600/108.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461657962787650738" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S8u0-uSkPLI/AAAAAAAAAps/aT0SWI3-Cxc/s320/108.JPG" /></a><br /></div><div>Aunt Michelle and the cousins got me some beach toys. A princess has got to build a castle...:) More on that later.<br /></div><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S8u0-LTNklI/AAAAAAAAApk/JcVLCLM-bMI/s1600/112.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461657953395118674" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S8u0-LTNklI/AAAAAAAAApk/JcVLCLM-bMI/s320/112.JPG" /></a><br /></div><div>Then we took a picture with Grandma and all her grand kids. Love you Grandma!<br /></div><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S8u094blRWI/AAAAAAAAApc/gOO9XzVP18A/s1600/116.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461657948329952610" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S8u094blRWI/AAAAAAAAApc/gOO9XzVP18A/s320/116.JPG" /></a><br /></div><div>Then we had a cake with them too. A jell-O Poke cake. YUMMY MOM!<br /></div><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S8u09VvOw3I/AAAAAAAAApU/h6fVQZYfUOg/s1600/128.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461657939017122674" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S8u09VvOw3I/AAAAAAAAApU/h6fVQZYfUOg/s320/128.JPG" /></a><br /></div><div>The my buddies Ashlyn with her Mom and Dad, Carl, Lauren, Uncle "T" and Tony cam over.</div><div></div><div>Got me a new grill. Look out Dad, I feel a throw down coming on!<br /></div><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S8u09H1tuII/AAAAAAAAApM/vAjIlPBXTKQ/s1600/137.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461657935286220930" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S8u09H1tuII/AAAAAAAAApM/vAjIlPBXTKQ/s320/137.JPG" /></a><br /></div><div>Uncle "T" got me this great Elmo cell phone so I can keep up with my peeps.<br /></div><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S8uzC69x39I/AAAAAAAAApE/gtEoAXNcbEE/s1600/140.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461655835886346194" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S8uzC69x39I/AAAAAAAAApE/gtEoAXNcbEE/s320/140.JPG" /></a><br /></div><div>Then for the BIG ONE. What could it be?<br /></div><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S8uzCbIAb1I/AAAAAAAAAo8/uJqL1-y3qNU/s1600/149.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461655827339308882" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S8uzCbIAb1I/AAAAAAAAAo8/uJqL1-y3qNU/s320/149.JPG" /></a><br /></div><div>Oh MY...The Wonder Pets!<br /></div><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S8uzCG5GIRI/AAAAAAAAAo0/QbttVUcZ2EA/s1600/156.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461655821908058386" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S8uzCG5GIRI/AAAAAAAAAo0/QbttVUcZ2EA/s320/156.JPG" /></a><br /></div><div>Ashlyn, THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU!<br /></div><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S8uzBr3ZhWI/AAAAAAAAAos/76A5HQI-rrU/s1600/153.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461655814653183330" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S8uzBr3ZhWI/AAAAAAAAAos/76A5HQI-rrU/s320/153.JPG" /></a><br /></div><div>After all this excitement I decided to fire up the new grill with Ashlyn and throw back a few dogs.<br /></div><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S8uzBWmQ3xI/AAAAAAAAAok/Z2re2X922QE/s1600/188.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461655808944168722" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S8uzBWmQ3xI/AAAAAAAAAok/Z2re2X922QE/s320/188.JPG" /></a><br /><br />Well I am Pooped, not literally - Meat Head does that...So after a quick show it was time for bed. Thanks for all the B-Day wishes on Face book gang! I love you all!!!<br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S8u5sxjToXI/AAAAAAAAArc/Nk9ZYZn13ZA/s1600/190.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461663151983665522" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S8u5sxjToXI/AAAAAAAAArc/Nk9ZYZn13ZA/s320/190.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Lucy Skyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13527238946219598094noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4892671178933045516.post-55187946143775178112010-02-03T20:51:00.016-05:002010-02-03T22:30:18.642-05:00Bubbles, Jets and a Little MoonwalkingSo I was talking to Meat Head the other day and all of the sudden we heard this loud crash. He was like "Did anyone else hear that? Sounds scary!"<br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S2ouSQuFTgI/AAAAAAAAAoU/RxY0zA70y-w/s1600-h/003.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434206791636700674" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S2ouSQuFTgI/AAAAAAAAAoU/RxY0zA70y-w/s320/003.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br />So Dad, myself and the rest of the gang ran outside to check it out and you wouldn't believe it...a big building fell out of the sky and landed upside down on another little building. I knew you wouldn't believe me, so here is a picture of what we saw when we walked up to it.<br /><br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S2ox-V-PyCI/AAAAAAAAAoc/kbCGNj94ykU/s1600-h/076.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434210847495800866" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S2ox-V-PyCI/AAAAAAAAAoc/kbCGNj94ykU/s320/076.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S2ouR2-nt_I/AAAAAAAAAoM/PLHV4HJAaYU/s1600-h/005.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434206784726743026" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S2ouR2-nt_I/AAAAAAAAAoM/PLHV4HJAaYU/s320/005.JPG" /></a><br /><br />Now normally I wouldn't suggest walking into a situation like this, but what the heck. Once inside it was like the twilight zone! So we decided to jump right into the spinning time warp to see what we would find.<br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S2ouRotZknI/AAAAAAAAAoE/ZP_1KGrabx4/s1600-h/006.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434206780896416370" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S2ouRotZknI/AAAAAAAAAoE/ZP_1KGrabx4/s320/006.JPG" /></a><br /><br />I think I got special powers from that thing. I can make lightning! That's cool!<br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S2ouRHo2I8I/AAAAAAAAAn8/OW9QTX-ZnzA/s1600-h/012.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434206772018947010" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S2ouRHo2I8I/AAAAAAAAAn8/OW9QTX-ZnzA/s320/012.JPG" /></a><br /><br />Then there was this thing that used lasers to measure how tall you are. Yep, I'm still a peanut Dad said.<br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S2otoirnxnI/AAAAAAAAAn0/XXwAt2FkErY/s1600-h/013.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434206074903709298" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S2otoirnxnI/AAAAAAAAAn0/XXwAt2FkErY/s320/013.JPG" /></a><br /><br />After that we went over to this thing about the Titanic. They had a pool of water chilled to the exact same temp it was that fateful night. Made me sad, but I stuck my hand in anyway to see for myself. BRRRRR.<br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S2otoIyRwvI/AAAAAAAAAns/aZQRw_XhpcM/s1600-h/018.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434206067952304882" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S2otoIyRwvI/AAAAAAAAAns/aZQRw_XhpcM/s320/018.JPG" /></a><br /><br />Hmmmm, what is this thing?<br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S2otnxILWsI/AAAAAAAAAnk/bWzEi4Uh6uM/s1600-h/022.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434206061601708738" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S2otnxILWsI/AAAAAAAAAnk/bWzEi4Uh6uM/s320/022.JPG" /></a><br /><br />Holy cow! It is a BIG bubble maker! I LOVE bubbles. This is the coolest thing ever!!!!!<br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S2otnsAQyzI/AAAAAAAAAnc/62peRnhC6ps/s1600-h/023.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434206060226333490" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S2otnsAQyzI/AAAAAAAAAnc/62peRnhC6ps/s320/023.JPG" /></a><br /></div><div></div><div></div><div>Now that's a BIG bubble.<br /></div><div></div><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S2otnMAHEgI/AAAAAAAAAnU/VitsGPx43QM/s1600-h/032.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434206051635761666" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S2otnMAHEgI/AAAAAAAAAnU/VitsGPx43QM/s320/032.JPG" /></a><br /><br />I think I was starting to get a little out of control...<br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S2osJFtPNsI/AAAAAAAAAnM/-wjZdTnuWQQ/s1600-h/028.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434204435038287554" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S2osJFtPNsI/AAAAAAAAAnM/-wjZdTnuWQQ/s320/028.JPG" /></a><br /><br />This one might just set a record. Look out people!<br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S2osI69y8xI/AAAAAAAAAnE/B2rtKZGQmok/s1600-h/033.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434204432154948370" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S2osI69y8xI/AAAAAAAAAnE/B2rtKZGQmok/s320/033.JPG" /></a><br /><br />Now apparently we have been touching to much stuff, so Mom made us sanitize.<br /><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S2osIUQjucI/AAAAAAAAAm8/oQ6i3QlXEw4/s1600-h/034.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434204421764659650" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S2osIUQjucI/AAAAAAAAAm8/oQ6i3QlXEw4/s320/034.JPG" /></a><br /><br />Next they had a REAL bed of nails. My bro Kevin is so tough. Tough as nails that is!<br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S2osIOlqoLI/AAAAAAAAAm0/ZbPj2qZRpKg/s1600-h/037.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434204420242579634" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S2osIOlqoLI/AAAAAAAAAm0/ZbPj2qZRpKg/s320/037.JPG" /></a><br /></div><div></div><div></div><div>This Mom and I swimming in the ocean and we were about to get eaten by a shark then he turned away at the very last second. Whew! It was SCARY!!!<br /></div><div></div><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S2osH4tqTFI/AAAAAAAAAms/UR5RzMMuMv0/s1600-h/038.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434204414370532434" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S2osH4tqTFI/AAAAAAAAAms/UR5RzMMuMv0/s320/038.JPG" /></a><br /><br />So after that little escapade I decided I needed some music....Played by ME!<br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S2oqHcxE-rI/AAAAAAAAAmk/r3KPcBMy5go/s1600-h/043.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434202207845415602" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S2oqHcxE-rI/AAAAAAAAAmk/r3KPcBMy5go/s320/043.JPG" /></a><br /><br />Mom grabbed me after that, guess what she wanted to do...Sanitize again.<br /><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S2oqG0jtBiI/AAAAAAAAAmc/P6J9j5-pbWQ/s1600-h/047.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434202197051901474" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S2oqG0jtBiI/AAAAAAAAAmc/P6J9j5-pbWQ/s320/047.JPG" /></a><br /><br />Michael has got nothing on this moon walker.<br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S2oqGrCkIUI/AAAAAAAAAmU/OxRo6arNaq0/s1600-h/051.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434202194496987458" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S2oqGrCkIUI/AAAAAAAAAmU/OxRo6arNaq0/s320/051.JPG" /></a><br /><br />Houston...we have a problem! I can't reach the controls.<br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S2oqGdjyxnI/AAAAAAAAAmM/f4RQf4iNPJc/s1600-h/055.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434202190878262898" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S2oqGdjyxnI/AAAAAAAAAmM/f4RQf4iNPJc/s320/055.JPG" /></a><br /><br />So I wasn't ready for space travel yet, so Dad decided to teach me how to fly a fighter jet.<br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S2opKAPxJDI/AAAAAAAAAl8/nDQDmlgEO70/s1600-h/062.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434201152217490482" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S2opKAPxJDI/AAAAAAAAAl8/nDQDmlgEO70/s320/062.JPG" /></a><br /><br />Maverick....who's dangerous now!?!?!<br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S2oqF47GJgI/AAAAAAAAAmE/sp3AzJCEKb8/s1600-h/061.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434202181043889666" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S2oqF47GJgI/AAAAAAAAAmE/sp3AzJCEKb8/s320/061.JPG" /></a><br /><br />After that little test flight I took a stab at operating a robotic arm. I think I hear MIT calling... :)<br /></div><div><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S2opJ4oJjeI/AAAAAAAAAl0/-VLBim8c8P0/s1600-h/069.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434201150172270050" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S2opJ4oJjeI/AAAAAAAAAl0/-VLBim8c8P0/s320/069.JPG" /></a><br /><br />Guess what Mom wanted to do next?....Like you don't know.<br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S2opJdq2ibI/AAAAAAAAAls/xmBhD7MHFbs/s1600-h/070.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434201142935849394" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S2opJdq2ibI/AAAAAAAAAls/xmBhD7MHFbs/s320/070.JPG" /></a><br /><br />After all of that brain work I decided to cut a rug on the ole Dance Dance Revolution. Again Michael, you really wanna be starting something with me?<br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S2opJJgNVeI/AAAAAAAAAlk/7LgZMBhwfAM/s1600-h/073.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434201137522496994" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S2opJJgNVeI/AAAAAAAAAlk/7LgZMBhwfAM/s320/073.JPG" /></a><br /><br />Then in the gift shop I decided to conquer Grandma's fear of snakes. This is nothing!<br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S2opIq8sJYI/AAAAAAAAAlc/bnb0b63Nshs/s1600-h/075.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434201129320457602" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S2opIq8sJYI/AAAAAAAAAlc/bnb0b63Nshs/s320/075.JPG" /></a><br /><br />What a great day! I learned something and had fun at the same time. Well, gotta go start planning the Super Bowl party I am throwing this weekend. Since the mighty Browns are out I will be pulling for the Colts since my Mom is from Indiana. Go COLTS! So for this weeks poll, who do you think will win the big game...Colts or Saints? Later Peeps....</div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Lucy Skyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13527238946219598094noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4892671178933045516.post-50722931393449488352010-01-19T09:37:00.013-05:002010-01-19T20:14:03.038-05:00The Wheel of Death, Big Bird and Orange Groves!Hey everyone! A happy belated New Year! Well since my Christmas post I have been very busy with more family in town and getting my 2010 off to a good start. One of my resolutions for 2010 was to be a good big sister to meat head. So everyday I make a good effort to hold him and show him how much I love him. I think I am off to a pretty good start.<br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S1XLkTIyNRI/AAAAAAAAAlU/oMHFdq4z1Bk/s1600-h/058.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428468750337848594" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S1XLkTIyNRI/AAAAAAAAAlU/oMHFdq4z1Bk/s320/058.JPG" /></a><br /><br />I also have a few notes that I left out from when Grandma Wanie was here. One thing she did was buy me a really cool kitchen set for Christmas. It is bigger then me!!!<br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S1XLjbpmJ1I/AAAAAAAAAk8/nqXpdK6SLCQ/s1600-h/017.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428468735443085138" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S1XLjbpmJ1I/AAAAAAAAAk8/nqXpdK6SLCQ/s320/017.JPG" /></a><br /><br />So my Dad used all his handy dandy tools to get the thing put together.<br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S1XLjofYzAI/AAAAAAAAAlE/hsXm_HVTr3A/s1600-h/022.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428468738889927682" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S1XLjofYzAI/AAAAAAAAAlE/hsXm_HVTr3A/s320/022.JPG" /></a><br /><br />Before you know I was making some delicious food for everyone, just like Dad does. The apple doesn't fall to far from the tree I say.<br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S1XLkJ6QxuI/AAAAAAAAAlM/oLn-ZOldFS8/s1600-h/036.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428468747861018338" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S1XLkJ6QxuI/AAAAAAAAAlM/oLn-ZOldFS8/s320/036.JPG" /></a><br /><br />Then just before Grandma left she decided to take me to see some of the special Christmas shows at SeaWorld with Dad. Here I am waiting patiently for this holiday extravaganza!<br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S1XLhsz9psI/AAAAAAAAAk0/tZCHVnpizvw/s1600-h/008.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428468705690232514" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S1XLhsz9psI/AAAAAAAAAk0/tZCHVnpizvw/s320/008.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><div><div>That Grandma, she is so excited, I think she is more interested in taking pictures than the upcoming show. Speaking of the show, she didn't even tell me what we were going to see.<br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S1XJeiAOZvI/AAAAAAAAAkU/fOPyU00uvP0/s1600-h/002.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428466452226008818" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S1XJeiAOZvI/AAAAAAAAAkU/fOPyU00uvP0/s320/002.JPG" /></a><br /></div><div>Holy cow! It was the whole Sesame Street gang. Even Big Bird! I love those guys.</div><div><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S1XJfP6gnRI/AAAAAAAAAkc/lDUx9dy9kBE/s1600-h/006.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428466464550067474" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S1XJfP6gnRI/AAAAAAAAAkc/lDUx9dy9kBE/s320/006.JPG" /></a><br /><br />After the great show with Elmo and Abby Wanie said she wanted to do some other fun things with me. However, I hardly think the Wheel of Death constitutes a good time....</div><div><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S1XJfap2JmI/AAAAAAAAAkk/8jgnkqv4XpY/s1600-h/014.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428466467432965730" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S1XJfap2JmI/AAAAAAAAAkk/8jgnkqv4XpY/s320/014.JPG" /></a></div><div></div><div>The thing kept spinning and spinning and she's like "Smile for the camera! Isn't this fun?!?!" I think she is losing it, really, I do. Do I look like I am having fun...</div><div><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S1XJfy-VF3I/AAAAAAAAAks/utVVtkmUtrY/s1600-h/013.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428466473961330546" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S1XJfy-VF3I/AAAAAAAAAks/utVVtkmUtrY/s320/013.JPG" /></a><br /><br />Then Uncle Matt and Aunt Manna came to town. They were not into the Wheel of Death isn't it fun thing. Nope, a little more my speed playing on slides n stuff.<br /></div><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S1XJedSO5rI/AAAAAAAAAkM/x46cWe73iNY/s1600-h/P9050066.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428466450959361714" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S1XJedSO5rI/AAAAAAAAAkM/x46cWe73iNY/s320/P9050066.JPG" /></a><br /><br />Then I asked uncle Matt if we could do something else a little more exciting, like an adventure or something.<br /></div><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S1XHjuPjIYI/AAAAAAAAAkE/4bOfS0bK2JM/s1600-h/P9050065.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428464342387597698" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S1XHjuPjIYI/AAAAAAAAAkE/4bOfS0bK2JM/s320/P9050065.JPG" /></a><br /><br />So he took me to that same spot with the wheel, however he was a little more tame. The Jazzy Jellies are pretty cool.<br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S1XHjUl1QbI/AAAAAAAAAj8/REpRnxVzrYM/s1600-h/P9050060.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428464335501738418" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S1XHjUl1QbI/AAAAAAAAAj8/REpRnxVzrYM/s320/P9050060.JPG" /></a><br /><br />Next we went on Ocean Commotion. This was the perfect ride for someone my size. Thanks Uncle Matt!</div><div></div><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S1XHiw5rvqI/AAAAAAAAAj0/Rd-4aBUj2zk/s1600-h/P9050063.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428464325921324706" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S1XHiw5rvqI/AAAAAAAAAj0/Rd-4aBUj2zk/s320/P9050063.JPG" /></a><br /><div><br />Then Uncle Matt said he wanted to go do something with me that was "Real Florida" and not just a theme parks and tourist traps. So after much thought we decided to go out to an Orange Grove where they make good old Florida OJ!</div><div></div><div>Pretty cool place. They even let you pick out your own free sample of OJ or other juices. I think I'll take the original OJ please.<br /></div><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S1XHiQLDFHI/AAAAAAAAAjk/IM5h772yL4k/s1600-h/P9040047.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428464317135787122" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S1XHiQLDFHI/AAAAAAAAAjk/IM5h772yL4k/s320/P9040047.JPG" /></a><br /><br />Mmmmm.....Good Idea Uncle Matt!</div><div></div><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S1XGrQR3ilI/AAAAAAAAAjc/_llCelEzd9Q/s1600-h/P9040048.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428463372271585874" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S1XGrQR3ilI/AAAAAAAAAjc/_llCelEzd9Q/s320/P9040048.JPG" /></a><br /><br />Then Uncle Matt took me on tour to show me how they make the stuff and the challenges of the citrus industry. You gotta keep the trees watered. They call that irrigation!<br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S1XGq_y7cKI/AAAAAAAAAjU/MlOx77jT3KY/s1600-h/P9040031.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428463367846850722" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S1XGq_y7cKI/AAAAAAAAAjU/MlOx77jT3KY/s320/P9040031.JPG" /></a><br /><br />Then we went into the theatre to learn more. Mom and Meat Head joined us too. I don't think he was into as much as me though. I got farming in my blood, that's for sure!<br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S1XGqnvl-aI/AAAAAAAAAjM/NEph8fIIovk/s1600-h/P9040038.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428463361390410146" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S1XGqnvl-aI/AAAAAAAAAjM/NEph8fIIovk/s320/P9040038.JPG" /></a><br /><br />Then Uncle Matt showed me the difference between Oranges and Grapefruits. Funny thing though...Where are the Pomello's?<br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S1XGqZn7fGI/AAAAAAAAAjE/a3TQcskKaho/s1600-h/P9040041.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428463357600169058" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S1XGqZn7fGI/AAAAAAAAAjE/a3TQcskKaho/s320/P9040041.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><div>Then we went outside and looked at the real things. Oranges right on the tree. This is so COOL!</div><div><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S1XFL5cgfxI/AAAAAAAAAis/bc-ZEaTITOU/s1600-h/P9040050.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428461734054625042" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S1XFL5cgfxI/AAAAAAAAAis/bc-ZEaTITOU/s320/P9040050.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><div>I believe for being such a great student today I should get some sort of fun orange candy, doesn't everyone else? These look good!<br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S1XGp6kh3LI/AAAAAAAAAi8/_YIXSRPBfCA/s1600-h/P9040043.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428463349264407730" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S1XGp6kh3LI/AAAAAAAAAi8/_YIXSRPBfCA/s320/P9040043.JPG" /></a><br /><br />While we were out looking around after the orange groves we came across this sign. Uncle Matt thought it was kinda funny for some reason.<br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S1XFLpYuqSI/AAAAAAAAAik/NkIP4bpATJQ/s1600-h/P9040051.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428461729743808802" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S1XFLpYuqSI/AAAAAAAAAik/NkIP4bpATJQ/s320/P9040051.JPG" /></a><br /></div><div>As I looked at it, I thought, should I just be another person marching along to the beat of everyone rules?</div><div><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S1XFMYydkYI/AAAAAAAAAi0/BlL2gs_Edr8/s1600-h/P9040052.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428461742468206978" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S1XFMYydkYI/AAAAAAAAAi0/BlL2gs_Edr8/s320/P9040052.JPG" /></a><br /><br />NO WAY...I cannot be contained people!!! Not by some stinking sign or fear of alligator!<br /></div><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S1XFLferMHI/AAAAAAAAAic/4mma2ESrSQ8/s1600-h/P9040053.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428461727084392562" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S1XFLferMHI/AAAAAAAAAic/4mma2ESrSQ8/s320/P9040053.JPG" /></a><br /><br />Mom got a little freaked out by that stunt she said, so they loaded me up, got some orange sucker and away we went.<br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S1XHig4X6YI/AAAAAAAAAjs/UL-ihPpON74/s1600-h/P9040058.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428464321620863362" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S1XHig4X6YI/AAAAAAAAAjs/UL-ihPpON74/s320/P9040058.JPG" /></a><br /><br />All in all it was a GREAT time with Uncle Matt at the grove. I feel like we really learned something that day. We make a great team.<br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S1XFK_3xDEI/AAAAAAAAAiU/rQPCXQjdYHQ/s1600-h/P9040055.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428461718599699522" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/S1XFK_3xDEI/AAAAAAAAAiU/rQPCXQjdYHQ/s320/P9040055.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><div>Alright peeps, 2009 is over. Now it it time for 2010 and a whole new set of adventures for Lucy Sky. SO this weeks poll is going to be about what kind of adventures you would like to see me on this year. Dad has some good ideas so please vote and watch for more updates on what were doing. It's going to be a big year!!!</div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Lucy Skyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13527238946219598094noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4892671178933045516.post-13083446087522234122009-12-25T22:07:00.013-05:002009-12-26T00:01:38.026-05:00Santa Made It!Well this is my first Christmas season where I am actually getting into the whole thing. Last year I was a little young I have to admit. If you recall a few blog posts ago Dad took me out shopping on Black Friday and that was CRAZY! Well, now he decided it was time for me to go see the man...Santa...just a few days before Christmas. Black Friday has got nothing on this mayhem.<br /><br /><br />So we decided to go to Bass Pro to meet the man and his deer. This place is HUGE! "Excuse me sir, can you tell me where I can find Santa?"<br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SzWCRbbbXmI/AAAAAAAAAiM/NFF5Vs5jddQ/s1600-h/016.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419380962542444130" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SzWCRbbbXmI/AAAAAAAAAiM/NFF5Vs5jddQ/s320/016.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br />Now following Frosty's advice, and a few pointers from my uncle Matt who is the best hunter in the world, I decided to follow the deer droppings until I came across Donner and Blitzen. If I found them, I knew Santa had to be right around the corner.<br /><br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SzWCQ4l7wxI/AAAAAAAAAiE/TrvTpBLG88g/s1600-h/009.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419380953191269138" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SzWCQ4l7wxI/AAAAAAAAAiE/TrvTpBLG88g/s320/009.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br />Sure enough, we found him! (Thanks uncle Matt for teaching me those superior tracking skills.) So My bro Kevin, meat head and I all headed up to get our picture. Now I elected to sit on Kevin's lap, not Santa's..I'll tell you why. All the time since I was born everyone tells me that I shouldn't except candy from strangers and sitting on a strange old mans lap is inappropriate. So then come the holidays and at Halloween I am SUPPOSED to go up to strangers and ask for candy and now you want me to go sit on his lap? I got my limits people. Nuff said.<br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SzWCQuWRJRI/AAAAAAAAAh8/ifH4h32-5RI/s1600-h/010.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419380950441207058" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SzWCQuWRJRI/AAAAAAAAAh8/ifH4h32-5RI/s320/010.JPG" /></a><br /><br />Next we decide to walk around and do some shopping. I must say I did find a few items I liked. Now this is something I can get used to.<br /><br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SzWCQMwONEI/AAAAAAAAAh0/wG6-fHWaHXk/s1600-h/011.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419380941423260738" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SzWCQMwONEI/AAAAAAAAAh0/wG6-fHWaHXk/s320/011.JPG" /></a><br /><br />It feels good and all, handles well, but it just isn't me......<br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SzWCP4j8guI/AAAAAAAAAhs/f9e-ZJGynlc/s1600-h/012.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419380936003060450" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SzWCP4j8guI/AAAAAAAAAhs/f9e-ZJGynlc/s320/012.JPG" /></a><br /><br />Aaaahhhh yes....now this is what I am talking about. It's functional AND stylish!<br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SzWBNv5s_VI/AAAAAAAAAhk/jZnYxK7X6Vg/s1600-h/026.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419379799807032658" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SzWBNv5s_VI/AAAAAAAAAhk/jZnYxK7X6Vg/s320/026.JPG" /></a><br /><br />Like I said, this place was crazy busy. This lady tried to come up and get all in my business and take my ride. I was like "Back off lady, these are my wheelz!"<br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SzWBNK3HvKI/AAAAAAAAAhc/tCgwr6GXLA8/s1600-h/027.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419379789864090786" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SzWBNK3HvKI/AAAAAAAAAhc/tCgwr6GXLA8/s320/027.JPG" /></a><br /></div><br /><div>Since I was at Bass Pro and I wanted to make sure Santa found his way to my house I thought the best way to do so was to set some bait for them there deer so they would be attracted to the house. Some HotSpot and Full Draw should do it.<br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SzWBMv6oCGI/AAAAAAAAAhM/l0zJu-_NFfU/s1600-h/020.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419379782631032930" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SzWBMv6oCGI/AAAAAAAAAhM/l0zJu-_NFfU/s320/020.JPG" /></a></div><br /><div></div><div>Better add a salt lick just to be safe!</div><div> </div><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SzWBM0toMjI/AAAAAAAAAhU/cDZpzmV43Mo/s1600-h/021.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419379783918694962" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SzWBM0toMjI/AAAAAAAAAhU/cDZpzmV43Mo/s320/021.JPG" /></a><br /><br /></div><div>On a side note, this is when I decided it would be best we leave. He doesn't look to friendly.<br /><br /></div><div><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SzWBMKXXR9I/AAAAAAAAAhE/JnMtlQNSBPY/s1600-h/024.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419379772551022546" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SzWBMKXXR9I/AAAAAAAAAhE/JnMtlQNSBPY/s320/024.JPG" /></a><br /><div><br />So the deer are taken care of, now for the fat man. Kevin said we need to make a plate of fresh cookies for him and put out some milk. He said he would help show me and he did. I love him!<br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SzV_8GeuQNI/AAAAAAAAAg0/qkHJ5ZxSxRg/s1600-h/032.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419378397118611666" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SzV_8GeuQNI/AAAAAAAAAg0/qkHJ5ZxSxRg/s320/032.JPG" /></a><br /><br />These look great! I would fly around the world for them too if I must say so myself.<br /><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SzV_7w9u8BI/AAAAAAAAAgs/EQ3RlKCQ9dQ/s1600-h/033.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419378391343099922" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SzV_7w9u8BI/AAAAAAAAAgs/EQ3RlKCQ9dQ/s320/033.JPG" /></a><br /><br /></div><div>So before I went off to bed I wanted to tidy up a bit. You know, because when you let a strange man who has kids sit in his lap all day come into your house in the middle of the night after everyone is asleep, you want the place to look good.<br /></div><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SzV_7Ylm8DI/AAAAAAAAAgk/LqqLS1cLjKM/s1600-h/028.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419378384799461426" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SzV_7Ylm8DI/AAAAAAAAAgk/LqqLS1cLjKM/s320/028.JPG" /></a><br /><br />So off I went to bed. The next morning I woke up and...."Kevin! You gotta see this! The cookies are all gone!!!"<br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SzV_7DZmf8I/AAAAAAAAAgc/0Sdb2UwDtHs/s1600-h/035.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419378379111956418" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SzV_7DZmf8I/AAAAAAAAAgc/0Sdb2UwDtHs/s320/035.JPG" /></a><br /><br />"Hurry, follow me...the stockings!"<br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SzV_UnI-fjI/AAAAAAAAAgU/1YPw6oZHi4Y/s1600-h/036.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419377718691003954" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SzV_UnI-fjI/AAAAAAAAAgU/1YPw6oZHi4Y/s320/036.JPG" /></a><br /><br />My stocking was filled with all kinds of great stuff. Starburst gummies, jolly rancher lip stuff and some candy stick that looks like lip gloss. I love it! Good job Santa!<br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SzV_UDrjvMI/AAAAAAAAAgM/tCVXbeaLT4A/s1600-h/039.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419377709172374722" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SzV_UDrjvMI/AAAAAAAAAgM/tCVXbeaLT4A/s320/039.JPG" /></a><br /><br />Then Kevin gave me a present he got for me. A 101 Dalmatian movie and stuffed animal. Thanks Bro!<br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SzV_T9nswxI/AAAAAAAAAgE/3lIG7hSusms/s1600-h/043.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419377707545576210" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SzV_T9nswxI/AAAAAAAAAgE/3lIG7hSusms/s320/043.JPG" /></a><br /><br />So while we opened our presents, I snacked on those gummies and became consumed by "A Christmas Story" Dad loves that show...."It's a major award!"<br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SzV_8joIuEI/AAAAAAAAAg8/1D96q1emWeU/s1600-h/044.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419378404942723138" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SzV_8joIuEI/AAAAAAAAAg8/1D96q1emWeU/s320/044.JPG" /></a><br /></div><div>Later Uncle T stopped by. All I gotta say is wow! Now these are some wheels! Does he know me or what!?!?</div><div> </div><div> </div><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SzV_TVdEK0I/AAAAAAAAAf8/Jf-v4v4GxkM/s1600-h/046.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419377696763554626" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SzV_TVdEK0I/AAAAAAAAAf8/Jf-v4v4GxkM/s320/046.JPG" /></a><br /><br />I must say, it turned out to be a pretty good day. Here's to wishing everyone a Merry Christmas!<br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SzV_TMN62sI/AAAAAAAAAf0/9PWRFEuEMIU/s1600-h/045.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419377694284110530" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SzV_TMN62sI/AAAAAAAAAf0/9PWRFEuEMIU/s320/045.JPG" /></a><br /></div><div> </div><div>No poll this week. Just enjoy the Holiday.</div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Lucy Skyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13527238946219598094noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4892671178933045516.post-89382727768402300202009-12-19T10:31:00.009-05:002009-12-19T11:35:07.902-05:00HO HO HO!Well it is that time of year to spread some Christmas cheer. So I thought I would do something special for my peeps at Publix. They always take such good care of me I should do the same for them this year.<br /><br />So I got my Christmas thinking cap on and decided to make them some pictures to help decorate their areas. First some construction paper and fun crayon colors.<br /><br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/Syzy4ApDS0I/AAAAAAAAAd8/r1L388KHSOQ/s1600-h/003.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416971495878642498" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/Syzy4ApDS0I/AAAAAAAAAd8/r1L388KHSOQ/s320/003.JPG" /></a><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/Syzy4pgFiAI/AAAAAAAAAeE/Y0YEvw7OFYk/s1600-h/004.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416971506846894082" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/Syzy4pgFiAI/AAAAAAAAAeE/Y0YEvw7OFYk/s320/004.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><div></div><br /><div>Next, I need to get the glue down. Yes I said glue. Never used it before but Dad says what is a Christmas picture without glue annnnndddddd.......<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/Syzy4xbBdNI/AAAAAAAAAeM/CW-t1Nfw0Do/s1600-h/005.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416971508973139154" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/Syzy4xbBdNI/AAAAAAAAAeM/CW-t1Nfw0Do/s320/005.JPG" /></a><br /></div><br /><div></div><div>Glitter!!!<br /></div><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/Syzy5LNK1NI/AAAAAAAAAeU/liQPKCnqXh0/s1600-h/006.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416971515894355154" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/Syzy5LNK1NI/AAAAAAAAAeU/liQPKCnqXh0/s320/006.JPG" /></a><br /><br />Wow! This is WAY messier than I thought it would be. Does anyone ever get the glitter totally pick-up? Anyhow....TA DA, a masterpiece!<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/Syzy5jPDk4I/AAAAAAAAAec/avmArmwd02c/s1600-h/010.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416971522344719234" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/Syzy5jPDk4I/AAAAAAAAAec/avmArmwd02c/s320/010.JPG" /></a><br /></div><br /><div></div><div>Now I got start filling those stockings. Everyone gets peanut butter cups, York patties and Hershey Kisses.<br /></div><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/Syzz77Te-hI/AAAAAAAAAes/fhJT1L0EQ38/s1600-h/019.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416972662677109266" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/Syzz77Te-hI/AAAAAAAAAes/fhJT1L0EQ38/s320/019.JPG" /></a><br /></div><br /><div></div><div>What's a stocking without some candy canes? Boring I tell ya!<br /></div><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/Syzz7qgbAHI/AAAAAAAAAek/rBZOTVNCCOw/s1600-h/011.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416972658167971954" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/Syzz7qgbAHI/AAAAAAAAAek/rBZOTVNCCOw/s320/011.JPG" /></a><br /><br />HHHMMMMM....does this stocking really need a candy cane?<br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/Syzz8AakKTI/AAAAAAAAAe0/-Ks1WbdEO0g/s1600-h/021.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416972664048986418" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/Syzz8AakKTI/AAAAAAAAAe0/-Ks1WbdEO0g/s320/021.JPG" /></a><br /></div><div></div><br /><div>Maybe not! Mmmmmmm...candy canes!</div><div><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/Syzz8jakhoI/AAAAAAAAAe8/yx-AXl5dWxw/s1600-h/023.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416972673444251266" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/Syzz8jakhoI/AAAAAAAAAe8/yx-AXl5dWxw/s320/023.JPG" /></a><br /></div><div></div><div>Now it is off to see my peeps. First i stop by the coffee gang and give them some chocolates to go with their morning coffee. These guys are cool. Dad says he can't wait to get older and sit every morning down at Publix drinking free coffee and "BS-ing" with the gang. OK dad, weirdo.</div><br /><div><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/Syzz86wjFZI/AAAAAAAAAfE/LhKr8370pps/s1600-h/026.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416972679710446994" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/Syzz86wjFZI/AAAAAAAAAfE/LhKr8370pps/s320/026.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><div>Then I stop by the deli to see Mrs. Joyce. She gets me a slice of chicken every Saturday morning. So I give her a picture and some bags of goodies. She was very excited.<br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/Syz1BJAn6CI/AAAAAAAAAfM/VB2aSREJImo/s1600-h/028.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416973851767072802" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/Syz1BJAn6CI/AAAAAAAAAfM/VB2aSREJImo/s320/028.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><div></div><div>Then it is off to the bakery to see Mrs Joan and the gang. I could hardly stand it. "Hey guys! I come bearing gifts!"<br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/Syz1BYqwlfI/AAAAAAAAAfU/KBFVXxQq6pQ/s1600-h/033.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416973855970334194" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/Syz1BYqwlfI/AAAAAAAAAfU/KBFVXxQq6pQ/s320/033.JPG" /></a><br /></div><br /><div></div><div>Here's you picture too!<br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/Syz1B5tYC-I/AAAAAAAAAfc/Hg1t1kO6XLU/s1600-h/039.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416973864839678946" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/Syz1B5tYC-I/AAAAAAAAAfc/Hg1t1kO6XLU/s320/039.JPG" /></a><br /></div><br /><div>Now what do you have for me?!?! Mmmmm, double fisting butter cream at 8 in the morning! I love it!</div><br /><div><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/Syz1CGzKMWI/AAAAAAAAAfk/4litjTYhRCI/s1600-h/040.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416973868353597794" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/Syz1CGzKMWI/AAAAAAAAAfk/4litjTYhRCI/s320/040.JPG" /></a><br /><br />Merry Christmas Publix gang! I love you guys!</div><br /><div><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/Syz1CvD4Q2I/AAAAAAAAAfs/hZYJq3lC1Uk/s1600-h/043.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416973879161144162" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/Syz1CvD4Q2I/AAAAAAAAAfs/hZYJq3lC1Uk/s320/043.JPG" /></a><br /><br />For this weeks poll, I wanna know what is your favorite stocking stuffer? Check back on the big day. I will be doing a special midweek post for this years festivities. HO HO HO!</div><div> </div></div></div></div></div></div>Lucy Skyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13527238946219598094noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4892671178933045516.post-16524932594931883282009-12-12T22:04:00.021-05:002009-12-13T08:02:13.513-05:00Welcome Home Meat Head, I mean BryanAs you all know this week my baby brother Meat Head, I mean Bryan, was born. Mom doesn't like me saying that, but I call it like I see it. Sorry.<br /><br />Anyhow, when I woke up Thursday I was so excited because I was finally going to get to meet the meat head! (Get it...meet the meat head..hehe, I crack myself up!)<br /><br /><div><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SyRgihn8j9I/AAAAAAAAAdk/QzWoJEBNHSU/s1600-h/018.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414558798263914450" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SyRgihn8j9I/AAAAAAAAAdk/QzWoJEBNHSU/s320/018.JPG" /></a><br /><br />Mom says you need to be very careful with new babies so I thought it would be best if I got some practice in before he got here. Come on doll, let's get you fed and changed.</div><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SyRgiYsHMAI/AAAAAAAAAdc/-PVrtxWAw8M/s1600-h/018.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414558795865468930" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SyRgiYsHMAI/AAAAAAAAAdc/-PVrtxWAw8M/s320/018.JPG" /></a><br /><br />I am so nervous, I hope he likes me! I can hardly stand it.</div><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SyRgiN_yc5I/AAAAAAAAAdU/XIZodFmSHjI/s1600-h/005.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 213px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414558792995206034" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SyRgiN_yc5I/AAAAAAAAAdU/XIZodFmSHjI/s320/005.JPG" /></a> </div><br /><div></div><br /><div>Well, he made it home. This is Dad showing him to me. Got to say, I had to do a double take. He looked a little weird to me.</div><div><br /></div><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SyRgh_WHAvI/AAAAAAAAAdM/igu7BBGePEo/s1600-h/027.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414558789062296306" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SyRgh_WHAvI/AAAAAAAAAdM/igu7BBGePEo/s320/027.JPG" /></a><br /><br />So I FINALLY get to hold him. All went well with day one. He's a little squishy, but all in all, I <em>think</em> I like him.<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SyRfdxLOl9I/AAAAAAAAAc8/Y08JBliSOhE/s1600-h/024.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414557617027454930" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SyRfdxLOl9I/AAAAAAAAAc8/Y08JBliSOhE/s320/024.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><div></div><div></div><div>OK, I do. I'll give him a little smooch so he knows and doesn't understand grown-up talk yet.<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SyRfdbUwrKI/AAAAAAAAAc0/MbUxpuhXs0g/s1600-h/002.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414557611161857186" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SyRfdbUwrKI/AAAAAAAAAc0/MbUxpuhXs0g/s320/002.JPG" /></a><br /><br /></div><br /><div>So day two at home is here and I get to hold him again. Then all of the sudden...UUMMMM do you smell that too? Out of no where...this overwhelming smell...WHAT IS THAT?!?! HE did that?!?!</div><br /><div><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SyRkkhMd41I/AAAAAAAAAd0/Ln54EDTIGbs/s1600-h/008.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414563230554907474" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SyRkkhMd41I/AAAAAAAAAd0/Ln54EDTIGbs/s320/008.JPG" /></a><br /></div><br /><div>So Mom got him all cleaned up and I decided we needed to have a talk about this. Seriously kid, if you want to be friends with me you gotta knock that off. No one likes to smell that stuff. Got it?</div><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SyRi0tztMWI/AAAAAAAAAds/kjJXPlx-lVQ/s1600-h/014.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414561309795365218" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SyRi0tztMWI/AAAAAAAAAds/kjJXPlx-lVQ/s320/014.JPG" /></a><br /> </div><div></div><div></div><div>You GOT TO BE KIDDING ME!!!!! AGAIN?!?! </div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div><br /></div><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SyRfclxdHzI/AAAAAAAAAck/_jwvyS09sFs/s1600-h/031.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414557596786695986" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SyRfclxdHzI/AAAAAAAAAck/_jwvyS09sFs/s320/031.JPG" /></a></div><div> </div><div>I TOLD YOU TO STOP STINKING THE PLACE UP, YOU STINK KID!!!!</div><br /><div><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SyRfdPwwr8I/AAAAAAAAAcs/xkFD2XTaGkY/s1600-h/018.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414557608058073026" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SyRfdPwwr8I/AAAAAAAAAcs/xkFD2XTaGkY/s320/018.JPG" /></a><br /></div><br /><div>Then this time Grandma got him cleaned up and I felt bad for yelling at him like that. So she decided we all needed a group hug. That helped. Thanks Wanie!</div><br /><p align="left"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SyRdIoUZCUI/AAAAAAAAAcU/duZMD5dFv3M/s1600-h/010.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414555054849460546" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SyRdIoUZCUI/AAAAAAAAAcU/duZMD5dFv3M/s320/010.JPG" /></a></p><br /><p align="left"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SyRdIoUZCUI/AAAAAAAAAcU/duZMD5dFv3M/s1600-h/010.JPG"></a></p><br /><div align="left"></div><br /><div align="left"></div><br /><div align="left"></div><br /><div align="left"></div><br /><div align="left"></div><br /><div align="left"></div><br /><div align="left"></div><br /><div align="left"></div><br /><div align="left"></div><br /><div></div><br /><div><br /><div align="left"></div><br /><div align="left"></div><br /><div align="left">So after all the drama Aunt Brooke said "why don't we all just sit down and snuggle for a little bit?" Good idea Aunt Brooke. So I grabbed a cotton ball, the blanket and Meat Head. I love to snuggle. :)</div><div></div><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SyRghd2iq_I/AAAAAAAAAdE/r3K-fNemMN0/s1600-h/035.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414558780071521266" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SyRghd2iq_I/AAAAAAAAAdE/r3K-fNemMN0/s320/035.JPG" /></a></div><br /><div></div><br /><div>I also decided I needed to spend some Elmo time with my Bro Kevin. Me & him have a pretty good bond when it comes to this stuff. Plus he doesn't stink like the other one.<br /></div><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SyRfcTyxa9I/AAAAAAAAAcc/2UAvqiwliB4/s1600-h/030.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414557591960382418" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SyRfcTyxa9I/AAAAAAAAAcc/2UAvqiwliB4/s320/030.JPG" /></a></div><br /><div></div><p align="center"></p><div>So then we all took a group photo. I love my brothers! Thanks for hanging with me guys.<br /><div><div></div><br /><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SyRdG2enfwI/AAAAAAAAAb0/pYR4zfrSW5g/s1600-h/024.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414555024290709250" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SyRdG2enfwI/AAAAAAAAAb0/pYR4zfrSW5g/s320/024.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></div><div> </div><div>For this weeks poll I need to get some insight into whats worse about these baby things. So help me out and vote! Well, gotta go get ready for Grandpa Mike, he's landing in an hour or so and gotta pick him up and feed him breakfast. </div><br /><div></div><br /><div>Later Peeps!<br /></div><br /><div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Lucy Skyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13527238946219598094noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4892671178933045516.post-57399571995402822452009-12-08T08:53:00.013-05:002009-12-08T20:34:08.299-05:00Christmas trees, Grandma & BryanSo I know no one really cares about my week thus far, everyone wants to know about Bryan, Well, tough..this is my show! I haven't even got to meet the meat head yet. Maybe tomorrow. In the mean time here is a quick pic of him. Now onto Grandma!<br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/Sx79R9PaVfI/AAAAAAAAAbs/Ea9xcTCRJIU/s1600-h/009.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413042287084721650" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/Sx79R9PaVfI/AAAAAAAAAbs/Ea9xcTCRJIU/s320/009.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br />I love when she is here.<br /><br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/Sx79RpNjdGI/AAAAAAAAAbk/XyLaLaKaTgc/s1600-h/036.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413042281708221538" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/Sx79RpNjdGI/AAAAAAAAAbk/XyLaLaKaTgc/s320/036.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br />She even brought me new big girl toys and some new kicks. She's the best...or so I thought...<br /><br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/Sx73-0ewmCI/AAAAAAAAAbc/E8g5LnAZKJ4/s1600-h/015.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413036460757522466" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/Sx73-0ewmCI/AAAAAAAAAbc/E8g5LnAZKJ4/s320/015.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br />Then she wanted to "play" outside and next thing you know I am like Cinderella...washing tables and junk. Nice...<br /><br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/Sx73-teaZbI/AAAAAAAAAbU/eqnjDWoiWJY/s1600-h/032.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413036458877019570" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/Sx73-teaZbI/AAAAAAAAAbU/eqnjDWoiWJY/s320/032.JPG" /></a><br /><br />Then we went for a walk. Only problem is Wanie needed help getting the wagon through the yard, so she made me GET OUT AND PUSH!!! Nice...<br /><br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/Sx73-DLknrI/AAAAAAAAAbM/RBMstbXLVL0/s1600-h/033.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413036447523708594" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/Sx73-DLknrI/AAAAAAAAAbM/RBMstbXLVL0/s320/033.JPG" /></a><br /><br />After such a big morning Wanie had Dad make a big breakfast for us so we could get started on our next big project...The Tree!<br /><br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/Sx7397RrbnI/AAAAAAAAAbE/G5P48CAiw7Y/s1600-h/027.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413036445401837170" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/Sx7397RrbnI/AAAAAAAAAbE/G5P48CAiw7Y/s320/027.JPG" /></a><br /><div><br /><div>First thing Wanie says to do is fluff those branches. She was right, this is going to be tough work.<br /></div><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/Sx5meK_AiOI/AAAAAAAAAas/EBYYCt0URG0/s1600-h/020.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412876470676654306" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/Sx5meK_AiOI/AAAAAAAAAas/EBYYCt0URG0/s320/020.JPG" /></a> </div><div></div><br /><div>Then we needed to get the lights out. Mom needed to help me with this though. I am not allowed to play with electricity. If you have never sorted tree lights your not missing anything. I think Mom and Dad need to get one of those pre-lit fancy trees.<br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/Sx739f9gnnI/AAAAAAAAAa8/cqJWiVCjJps/s1600-h/017.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413036438069485170" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/Sx739f9gnnI/AAAAAAAAAa8/cqJWiVCjJps/s320/017.JPG" /></a><br /></div><div><div></div><div>Grandma had me put on this hat to get into the Christmas spirit. I am so cool! Now for the fun stuff.<br /></div><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/Sx5dSCr6uCI/AAAAAAAAAac/88VS-DWAJZI/s1600-h/024.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412866366686017570" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/Sx5dSCr6uCI/AAAAAAAAAac/88VS-DWAJZI/s320/024.JPG" /></a> <a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/Sx5mebELB4I/AAAAAAAAAa0/DoEvnePNG_Y/s1600-h/021.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412876474993280898" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/Sx5mebELB4I/AAAAAAAAAa0/DoEvnePNG_Y/s320/021.JPG" /></a></div><div></div><br /><div>Now time to get to the real work. Gotta get those decorations on the tree. Get outta my way people.<br /></div><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/Sx5dR2pb3OI/AAAAAAAAAaU/IZVXE4cIAeI/s1600-h/023.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412866363454381282" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/Sx5dR2pb3OI/AAAAAAAAAaU/IZVXE4cIAeI/s320/023.JPG" /></a> <a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/Sx5mdjWVhPI/AAAAAAAAAak/PKBBqwswAd0/s1600-h/018.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412876460037080306" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/Sx5mdjWVhPI/AAAAAAAAAak/PKBBqwswAd0/s320/018.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/Sx5dRYEI0YI/AAAAAAAAAaM/C0c-qaMaw1M/s1600-h/023.JPG"></a>AHHH, the perfect decoration...ELMO!!!!<br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/Sx5dRO-O8YI/AAAAAAAAAaE/W2dcSg6HA2Y/s1600-h/019.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412866352804196738" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/Sx5dRO-O8YI/AAAAAAAAAaE/W2dcSg6HA2Y/s320/019.JPG" /></a><br /><br />AHHH...."FRAAAAGIIIIILLLEEE...Must be Italian!" Who doesn't love a leg lamp on Christmas? </div><div></div><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/Sx5dQoSHUXI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/REufUjoi5yE/s1600-h/030.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412866342418600306" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/Sx5dQoSHUXI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/REufUjoi5yE/s320/030.JPG" /></a><br /><br />And that brings me to this weeks poll...What is your favorite Christmas Movie of ALL-Time?<br /><div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Lucy Skyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13527238946219598094noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4892671178933045516.post-60443736762285361102009-11-27T15:04:00.013-05:002009-11-27T16:41:46.741-05:00The Game, Thanksgiving and Black FridayWell last weekend was a BIG weekend for a number of reasons. Everyone knows about the BIG Game and how important it is. The balance of the world depends on it. You know...the whole good and evil thing!<br /><br /><br /><br />So to watch the game this year I thought I would take it up a notch! First, I had to get a new tattoo. This year a Brutus and went for the arm. Check out my tat!<br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SxA4U6XtuWI/AAAAAAAAAZc/oZrjUS-G-SA/s1600/046.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408885084389226850" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SxA4U6XtuWI/AAAAAAAAAZc/oZrjUS-G-SA/s320/046.JPG" /></a> </div><br /><div></div><br /><div>Next, the traditional diaper...everyone knows I didn't really want to say poop. :) </div><br /><div><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SxA2BgoRk8I/AAAAAAAAAZM/djYObNZDwtI/s1600/015.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408882552038593474" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SxA2BgoRk8I/AAAAAAAAAZM/djYObNZDwtI/s320/015.JPG" /></a></div><br /><div></div><br /><div>This is the step up this year...I told Dad make it Scarlet Red like the mighty Buckeyes. Dad you did a GREAT job with this.</div><br /><div></div><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SxA4VsIi1dI/AAAAAAAAAZs/8RuzKqm49Cc/s1600/002.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408885097747371474" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SxA4VsIi1dI/AAAAAAAAAZs/8RuzKqm49Cc/s320/002.JPG" /></a><br /></div><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SxA4VFNl4nI/AAAAAAAAAZk/AsUrJyIptS8/s1600/005.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408885087299560050" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SxA4VFNl4nI/AAAAAAAAAZk/AsUrJyIptS8/s320/005.JPG" /></a><br /></div><br /><div>So we went to the Swider's house and I got to watch the game with my BFF.<br /><br /></div><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SxA4V58LiCI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/bIrFkNtGfw0/s1600/012.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408885101453608994" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SxA4V58LiCI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/bIrFkNtGfw0/s320/012.JPG" /></a><br /><br />Man this is intense!<br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SxA4Uuw48zI/AAAAAAAAAZU/dvPpKFcCzD4/s1600/021.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408885081273594674" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SxA4Uuw48zI/AAAAAAAAAZU/dvPpKFcCzD4/s320/021.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><br /><div>OH NO...Michigan just scored...:(<br /></div><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SxA2BYR53KI/AAAAAAAAAZE/W-tqowQgVZ8/s1600/039.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408882549797280930" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SxA2BYR53KI/AAAAAAAAAZE/W-tqowQgVZ8/s320/039.JPG" /></a><br /></div><br /><div>Don't worry BFF, The Bucks will pull it out, I just know it.<br /></div><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SxA2BBEqNrI/AAAAAAAAAY8/ceFX4JvOkTc/s1600/037.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408882543567713970" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SxA2BBEqNrI/AAAAAAAAAY8/ceFX4JvOkTc/s320/037.JPG" /></a><br /></div><br /><div>Yes, The Buckeyes WIN!!!<br /></div><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SxA2AhLdjcI/AAAAAAAAAY0/kiHGP7M0FLE/s1600/035.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408882535006309826" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SxA2AhLdjcI/AAAAAAAAAY0/kiHGP7M0FLE/s320/035.JPG" /></a><br /><br />Now, up to Yesterday, Thanksgiving. We had lots of friends and family over. Uncle "T" was here too. He even brought special head gear to pay homage to the first Thanksgiving. Really "T" are you serious with this?<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SxA2ACbvypI/AAAAAAAAAYs/PHIICEO8OUs/s1600/012.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408882526753114770" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SxA2ACbvypI/AAAAAAAAAYs/PHIICEO8OUs/s320/012.JPG" /></a><br /><br />Clearly those "special drinks" not served at the kids table had something to do with this.<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SxA0CaJCWEI/AAAAAAAAAYk/kaz8ql4_uzs/s1600/015.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408880368453572674" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SxA0CaJCWEI/AAAAAAAAAYk/kaz8ql4_uzs/s320/015.JPG" /></a><br /><br />He even brought one for my cousin Megan. One little, two little Indians!</div><br /><div><br /></div><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SxA0Bw543UI/AAAAAAAAAYc/WXEr_65LCSY/s1600/005.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408880357384183106" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SxA0Bw543UI/AAAAAAAAAYc/WXEr_65LCSY/s320/005.JPG" /></a><br /><br />This is my Aunt Michelle. Dad said for years she has always wanted to sit at the adult table, however, since she had more kids than anyone there, she was elected as the Adult to sit with the kids to make sure we behaved. Notice how keen she was on the fact that I fed my buddy Pancake with my own fork...he deserves to eat too! All in all a good day, but I got to get some rest for BLACK FRIDAY!<br /></div><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SxA0Bt_LhWI/AAAAAAAAAYU/uq72lkoS9Yg/s1600/011.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408880356601070946" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SxA0Bt_LhWI/AAAAAAAAAYU/uq72lkoS9Yg/s320/011.JPG" /></a><br /></div><br /><div>Well, Here I am. Camping out for my first Black Friday with Dad. Gotta say...overrated.<br /></div><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SxA0Bal7v9I/AAAAAAAAAYM/PuZ0ZRdjkp8/s1600/017.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408880351394906066" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SxA0Bal7v9I/AAAAAAAAAYM/PuZ0ZRdjkp8/s320/017.JPG" /></a><br /></div><br /><div>Once inside it was pure chaos! I decided to head right for the newborn memory book and make my first purchase for my Baby Brother Bryan...he's not here yet, but will be soon and wanted him to have all the tools he needed to succeed.<br /></div><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SxAzAGNI54I/AAAAAAAAAX0/jdhbApZEuAY/s1600/021.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408879229230704514" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SxAzAGNI54I/AAAAAAAAAX0/jdhbApZEuAY/s320/021.JPG" /></a><br /></div><br /><div>Can't reach real well, maybe if I step up on the shelf and climb like a monkey that would work better.</div><br /><div><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SxAy_5j9ntI/AAAAAAAAAXs/mgFJYjmlgoY/s1600/023.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408879225836773074" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SxAy_5j9ntI/AAAAAAAAAXs/mgFJYjmlgoY/s320/023.JPG" /></a><br /></div><br /><div>After I found him the perfect memory book I went to the kids section. Man, how do people really go Christmas shopping and not buy themselves stuff. Dad, look at all the cool kids books! You want me to be a good reader don't you?!?!<br /></div><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SxA0A7YLfvI/AAAAAAAAAYE/_DDMNh_RrMw/s1600/019.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408880343015718642" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SxA0A7YLfvI/AAAAAAAAAYE/_DDMNh_RrMw/s320/019.JPG" /></a><br /></div><br /><div>And what about this wooden train set, you want me to develop my creativity and imagination, don't you Dad?!?!<br /></div><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SxAzAb7BzVI/AAAAAAAAAX8/MOO1kT00ln4/s1600/020.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408879235060321618" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SxAzAb7BzVI/AAAAAAAAAX8/MOO1kT00ln4/s320/020.JPG" /></a><br /><br />Finally, Dad said it was time to go. I was glad to get out of there. It will wear a kid out.<br /><br /><br /><div><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SxAy_gxiRpI/AAAAAAAAAXk/Wc3lMcBzIec/s1600/025.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408879219182814866" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SxAy_gxiRpI/AAAAAAAAAXk/Wc3lMcBzIec/s320/025.JPG" /></a><br /><br />After all that work Dad decided we needed an energy boost. So we went to Planet Smoothie for an Acai Berry blast. Got to love anti-oxidants! (I told Dad that was a good one and Aunt Brooke would be so proud of me for not getting a slushy at twisty treat instead like <span style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffff00">I</span> do with Mom all the time.)<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SxAy_E40N0I/AAAAAAAAAXc/IfcSjZJM918/s1600/026.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408879211697157954" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SxAy_E40N0I/AAAAAAAAAXc/IfcSjZJM918/s320/026.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><div></div><br /><div>Where do you like to go shopping on black Friday? Check out this weeks poll....</div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Lucy Skyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13527238946219598094noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4892671178933045516.post-34119648714763346242009-11-17T07:59:00.003-05:002009-11-17T08:42:40.575-05:00The Game...A flashbackOK....or should I say O-H! Yes it's that time of year again.. The Game takes place this week. It's been a slow week here, so I thought I would bring everyone's attention to the fact the OSU is so much better then that "school to the north."<br /><br />First we start with a picture from Dad's recent trip to Ohio where he saw them play. Look at the band...The best Darn Band in the Land!<br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SwKlZupJg5I/AAAAAAAAAXU/x-S2W9JiQZA/s1600/DSCN6724.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405064364233950098" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SwKlZupJg5I/AAAAAAAAAXU/x-S2W9JiQZA/s320/DSCN6724.JPG" /></a><br /><br />Here is a pic from earlier in the year with me and my BFF watching some buckeye but whooping.<br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SwKlZJOlOcI/AAAAAAAAAXM/UJpUVkdArVQ/s1600/003.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405064354190408130" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SwKlZJOlOcI/AAAAAAAAAXM/UJpUVkdArVQ/s320/003.JPG" /></a><br /><br />Here is me and family getting ready for a big game. The Buckeyes make families happy. That other school has a funny smell to it Dad says.<br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SwKlYwHSvbI/AAAAAAAAAXE/rTYfFg5BtrM/s1600/012.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405064347448950194" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SwKlYwHSvbI/AAAAAAAAAXE/rTYfFg5BtrM/s320/012.JPG" /></a><br /><br />Me and my first tat!<br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SwKjM1-XMuI/AAAAAAAAAW8/kqKk6TPNb-o/s1600/009.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405061943840420578" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SwKjM1-XMuI/AAAAAAAAAW8/kqKk6TPNb-o/s320/009.JPG" /></a><br /><br />Check out those slippers...Go Bucks!<br /><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SwKjMTVfMlI/AAAAAAAAAW0/dvAU4JlLK18/s1600/006.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405061934542172754" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SwKjMTVfMlI/AAAAAAAAAW0/dvAU4JlLK18/s320/006.JPG" /></a><br /><br />Me and Dad cheering on the Bucks!<br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SwKjME3KzAI/AAAAAAAAAWs/tMpke3X6lx0/s1600/016.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405061930656910338" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SwKjME3KzAI/AAAAAAAAAWs/tMpke3X6lx0/s320/016.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br />a blast from the past...me and my BFF watching our very OSU vs TSFTN game. POOP ON MICHIGAN!<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SwKjL2dXEcI/AAAAAAAAAWk/juTa1jBakWM/s1600/030.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405061926790566338" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SwKjL2dXEcI/AAAAAAAAAWk/juTa1jBakWM/s320/030.JPG" /></a> <a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SwKjLuIPNwI/AAAAAAAAAWc/-UMgzSxZI8k/s1600/025.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405061924554487554" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SwKjLuIPNwI/AAAAAAAAAWc/-UMgzSxZI8k/s320/025.JPG" /></a><br /><div><div></div><div>Next week we will have details from our party and also will have special visitors to The Hotel Lucy! Check back then. No poll this week since this is kinda like a re-run.....well OK, a small poll..What do you like better than Michigan? He he!</div></div></div></div></div>Lucy Skyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13527238946219598094noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4892671178933045516.post-47611751497681416822009-11-11T20:01:00.010-05:002009-11-11T21:08:57.193-05:00Paging Dr. LucySo if you didn't know, Dad had to have some surgery this last weekend. With Mom being 9 months pregnant someone was going to have to step up to the plate and take care of him when he got home.<br /><br />So I got the call when Mom was bringing him home and got straight to work!<br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SvtoGjXzfXI/AAAAAAAAAWU/HCez-Yr3OWo/s1600-h/215.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403026639744630130" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SvtoGjXzfXI/AAAAAAAAAWU/HCez-Yr3OWo/s320/215.JPG" /></a><br /><br />Dad had some great nurses and they sent home a kit for me to use so that I had the right tools. I dug right in.<br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SvtoGSMiOfI/AAAAAAAAAWM/5OxkhEiUBbo/s1600-h/218.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403026635133958642" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SvtoGSMiOfI/AAAAAAAAAWM/5OxkhEiUBbo/s320/218.JPG" /></a><br /><br />Ummm, I am supposed to do what with this????<br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SvtmbjI4-XI/AAAAAAAAAVs/CVK814x0rBQ/s1600-h/220.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403024801436072306" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SvtmbjI4-XI/AAAAAAAAAVs/CVK814x0rBQ/s320/220.JPG" /></a> <a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SvtoGAel3KI/AAAAAAAAAWE/BYCjnzUwoHk/s1600-h/222.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403026630377856162" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SvtoGAel3KI/AAAAAAAAAWE/BYCjnzUwoHk/s320/222.JPG" /></a><br /><br />Now I know you need to cover you hair, but this is a little overkill, don't you think?<br /><br /><br /><div><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/Svtmby8Rd1I/AAAAAAAAAV0/6vjq7L79XhQ/s1600-h/233.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403024805678118738" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/Svtmby8Rd1I/AAAAAAAAAV0/6vjq7L79XhQ/s320/233.JPG" /></a> </div><div> </div><div>Wait, WHY do I gotta cover up, he's the sick one!?!?<br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SvtoFqoiVOI/AAAAAAAAAV8/_iTSi_Jp-o8/s1600-h/244.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403026624513987810" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SvtoFqoiVOI/AAAAAAAAAV8/_iTSi_Jp-o8/s320/244.JPG" /></a><br /><br />OK, time to get serious, deep breath please...</div><div><div><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SvtmbNXW9iI/AAAAAAAAAVk/67IsIU49SFo/s1600-h/236.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403024795591177762" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SvtmbNXW9iI/AAAAAAAAAVk/67IsIU49SFo/s320/236.JPG" /></a> <a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/Svtma0I-KdI/AAAAAAAAAVc/aK-q9Y3g4XE/s1600-h/238.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403024788819945938" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/Svtma0I-KdI/AAAAAAAAAVc/aK-q9Y3g4XE/s320/238.JPG" /></a><br /><br />Do you have a fever?...Better check that too, hold still please.<br /><div><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SvtjZFl2eoI/AAAAAAAAAVM/hKrs8j2AJJI/s1600-h/231.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403021460609858178" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SvtjZFl2eoI/AAAAAAAAAVM/hKrs8j2AJJI/s320/231.JPG" /></a><br /><br />Dad, I know this is going to hurt, but I am doing this because I love you. (That's what you say when I get a shot....you'll think twice before you that BS again, won't you!)<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SvtjYyq-7DI/AAAAAAAAAVE/yADv3vsXmkQ/s1600-h/240.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403021455531109426" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SvtjYyq-7DI/AAAAAAAAAVE/yADv3vsXmkQ/s320/240.JPG" /></a><br /><br />Now that your checked out, you gotta stay warm. Get these hospital socks on. You don't want to get sicker do ya? I don't care if it is 85 out, put on the socks!<br /><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SvtjYshVKNI/AAAAAAAAAU8/oisY49TWajQ/s1600-h/225.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403021453880010962" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SvtjYshVKNI/AAAAAAAAAU8/oisY49TWajQ/s320/225.JPG" /></a><br /><br />Because Dad was such a good patient he gets a reward...grapes with me and puppy and a little dose of Elmo.<br /><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SvtjYScK6mI/AAAAAAAAAU0/5VrvPUsL8uQ/s1600-h/212.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403021446879046242" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SvtjYScK6mI/AAAAAAAAAU0/5VrvPUsL8uQ/s320/212.JPG" /></a> </div><div> </div><div>Get some rest Dad. I love you!</div><div> </div><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SvtjYNxmd4I/AAAAAAAAAUs/VoKBtvIaYZM/s1600-h/216.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403021445626754946" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SvtjYNxmd4I/AAAAAAAAAUs/VoKBtvIaYZM/s320/216.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><div>Now when Dad gets sick, his FAVORITE sick food is fried chicken. I know, sounds gross, but that's his thing. How about you? This weeks poll is about what food makes you feel better when your not feeling well? (If you pick other please leave a comment so I know what it is. Trust me, you don't have to feel weird about what it is, Dad's is FRIED CHICKEN...GROSS!</div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Lucy Skyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13527238946219598094noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4892671178933045516.post-51845959017013845992009-10-31T16:19:00.018-04:002009-11-01T22:23:14.857-05:00Creepy!Yes it has been a while since I posted. So to catch everyone up on what has been going on, a few weeks ago Mom was away at her women's retreat and Dad was in-charge. So he came in REAL early and said "wake up Lu, got lot's to do today!" I was like "Huh? What time is it?"<br /><div><div><div><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/Suy-azZJcQI/AAAAAAAAAUE/_qJSAMhJ5hY/s1600-h/097.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398899420991942914" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/Suy-azZJcQI/AAAAAAAAAUE/_qJSAMhJ5hY/s320/097.JPG" /></a><br /><br />He said again "C'Mon get up let's go!" Again I was like..."Um, what time is it?"</div><div><br /></div><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/Suy-aiJ-UgI/AAAAAAAAAT8/tsPCLk1onsU/s1600-h/098.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398899416364896770" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/Suy-aiJ-UgI/AAAAAAAAAT8/tsPCLk1onsU/s320/098.JPG" /></a><br /><br />Then he said "We are going out to breakfast, C'mon!" YES I thought, "WHOOO HOOO, PARTY TIME!"</div><div><br /></div><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/Suy-aXq9JWI/AAAAAAAAAT0/InqA2ISzWQg/s1600-h/101.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398899413550441826" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/Suy-aXq9JWI/AAAAAAAAAT0/InqA2ISzWQg/s320/101.JPG" /></a> </div><div></div><div>So I got Dressed and we went to the Cracker place. Busy so we had to wait for a table. That was OK though since they had comfy rockers out front. I gotta get me one of these!</div><div><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/Suy9BTE1ndI/AAAAAAAAATU/cPFfpvvTEz8/s1600-h/107.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398897883308465618" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/Suy9BTE1ndI/AAAAAAAAATU/cPFfpvvTEz8/s320/107.JPG" /></a> </div><div></div><div>Then once we got seated and ordered we needed to kill some time. Dad thought we could just talk. Dad, don't embarrass me, that's not cool I thought. So quickly I looked around and I saw they had this really cool game about proving how smart you are. Gotta get the pegs down to one. I am pretty freaking smart!</div><div><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/Suy-Zy07W4I/AAAAAAAAATk/4Zr98OHTzJk/s1600-h/104.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398899403660155778" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/Suy-Zy07W4I/AAAAAAAAATk/4Zr98OHTzJk/s320/104.JPG" /></a> </div><div></div><div>Me and Dad..I love this guy!</div><div><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/Suy9BsyJRGI/AAAAAAAAATc/4IM7o92KYPg/s1600-h/106.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398897890209383522" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/Suy9BsyJRGI/AAAAAAAAATc/4IM7o92KYPg/s320/106.JPG" /></a><br /><br />Then this great food came out, but how can you eat when there is a cute boy sitting at the next table. Couldn't take my eyes off him. Dad abruptly paid the bill and we left. :(</div><div><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/Suy-aB9iaeI/AAAAAAAAATs/8H0x17XiPaE/s1600-h/105.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398899407722801634" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/Suy-aB9iaeI/AAAAAAAAATs/8H0x17XiPaE/s320/105.JPG" /></a> </div><div></div><div>Then afterwards we were out and he bought me a present. I feel pretty stupid right now, better get me one of those games again, quick!</div><div><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/Su5C6AlCa4I/AAAAAAAAAUU/pBd4154yrHo/s1600-h/017.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399326567618997122" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/Su5C6AlCa4I/AAAAAAAAAUU/pBd4154yrHo/s320/017.JPG" /></a><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/Su5C5y_iBPI/AAAAAAAAAUM/094ZPniu-Vc/s1600-h/006.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399326563972023538" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/Su5C5y_iBPI/AAAAAAAAAUM/094ZPniu-Vc/s320/006.JPG" /></a><br /><br />The next weekend Mom was home and we decided as a family to go to Shamu's Halloween Spooktacular. The lamb outfit was why to hot so Dad got out another outfit for me. That's right, I'm a roman princess. TOGA, TOGA!!!</div><div></div><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/Suy7rJKCoEI/AAAAAAAAASU/34l60wa8JIE/s1600-h/115.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398896403177185346" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/Suy7rJKCoEI/AAAAAAAAASU/34l60wa8JIE/s320/115.JPG" /></a><br /><br />Now I don't know my way around SeaWorld to much yet, so a Couple times I needed to stop and ask for directions. This guy wasn't helpful at all.<br /><div><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SuydLgvMHSI/AAAAAAAAASM/kGfrnoTF6xo/s1600-h/116.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398862874402364706" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SuydLgvMHSI/AAAAAAAAASM/kGfrnoTF6xo/s320/116.JPG" /></a><br /><br />Next we went to see a show about Halloween. It had ELMO! I love him!</div><div></div><div><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/Suy7sXaqVXI/AAAAAAAAAS0/pEm1Aho5klU/s1600-h/125.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398896424184862066" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/Suy7sXaqVXI/AAAAAAAAAS0/pEm1Aho5klU/s320/125.JPG" /></a> </div><div></div><div>Then my cool Dad said let's wait around after the show and we got to me Elmo! How cool is that?!?! OK, cool, but a little creepy at the same time.<br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/Suy9AtMWrNI/AAAAAAAAAS8/DfX2pLthQGw/s1600-h/130.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398897873139444946" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/Suy9AtMWrNI/AAAAAAAAAS8/DfX2pLthQGw/s320/130.JPG" /></a> <a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/Suy9AwJmYCI/AAAAAAAAATE/LFgjv-V5xqQ/s1600-h/133.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398897873933197346" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/Suy9AwJmYCI/AAAAAAAAATE/LFgjv-V5xqQ/s320/133.JPG" /></a><br /><br />Then I guess you are supposed to walk up to strangers and ask them for candy? What about all that talk about what to do if a stranger asks you if you want candy? I don't get it. Again, a little creepy.<br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/Suy7rjj6jSI/AAAAAAAAASk/fsMG9WRRxKo/s1600-h/140.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398896410265029922" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/Suy7rjj6jSI/AAAAAAAAASk/fsMG9WRRxKo/s320/140.JPG" /></a><br /><br />Dad, maybe you should help me here, I am not asking them for anything by myself.</div><div></div><div><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/Suy7r-V8-WI/AAAAAAAAASs/YJ1A93vvRZU/s1600-h/137.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398896417454225762" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/Suy7r-V8-WI/AAAAAAAAASs/YJ1A93vvRZU/s320/137.JPG" /></a> </div><div></div><div>After tick or treating we got to meet another friend from TV...Abby Cadabby. She is also creepy. Not sure I am liking this holiday at all!<br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/Suy9BOes7aI/AAAAAAAAATM/9GF94BQoZoc/s1600-h/146.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398897882074770850" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/Suy9BOes7aI/AAAAAAAAATM/9GF94BQoZoc/s320/146.JPG" /></a><br /><br />Now unlike where Mom and Dad are from up north, October is pretty hot. Like 15 days of 90 degree weather. So at the end of a hot sticky creepy night they let play in the fountains. That was a blast!</div><div><br /><div><div><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SuydLdvJcYI/AAAAAAAAASE/MAvXzui87z0/s1600-h/159.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398862873596883330" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SuydLdvJcYI/AAAAAAAAASE/MAvXzui87z0/s320/159.JPG" /></a> <a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/Suy7rQIVqFI/AAAAAAAAASc/j6DkV7WGcEI/s1600-h/157.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398896405049092178" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/Suy7rQIVqFI/AAAAAAAAASc/j6DkV7WGcEI/s320/157.JPG" /></a></div><div></div><div>I was so impressed with my buddies from Sesame Street that this is what I decided to finally be for Halloween. La la, la la....La la, la la...Elmo's World!</div><div></div><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SuydLD1UmEI/AAAAAAAAAR8/NVm4Zh1OWOU/s1600-h/060.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398862866643458114" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SuydLD1UmEI/AAAAAAAAAR8/NVm4Zh1OWOU/s320/060.JPG" /></a> <a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/Su5C6_73GAI/AAAAAAAAAUk/j_KPtR3kC4Y/s1600-h/026.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399326584626157570" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/Su5C6_73GAI/AAAAAAAAAUk/j_KPtR3kC4Y/s320/026.JPG" /></a><br /><div><br />I knew the ladies down at Publix were going to love this, and they did! SCORE big M&M cookie with frosting. Now that is how trick or treating should be.<br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SuydKoindcI/AAAAAAAAARs/tJtzKLBVDiI/s1600-h/062.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398862859317245378" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SuydKoindcI/AAAAAAAAARs/tJtzKLBVDiI/s320/062.JPG" /></a> <a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/Su5C6TwP8hI/AAAAAAAAAUc/7mDALZXzwEM/s1600-h/062.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399326572766294546" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/Su5C6TwP8hI/AAAAAAAAAUc/7mDALZXzwEM/s320/062.JPG" /></a><br /><br />So for the poll this week, what is YOUR favorite Halloween candy? </div><div></div><div>Stay tuned for next week! Dad is having surgery and I am going to be his nurse and care giver...<br /></div><div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Lucy Skyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13527238946219598094noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4892671178933045516.post-11019285311553180282009-09-06T20:09:00.011-04:002009-09-07T13:11:31.029-04:00Workin and PlayinSo I missed last week...Sorry again. I was pretty busy with house projects for Dad and he didn't let me have to much free time. His favorite chair broke and he thought I should fix it. So I was like sure, I'll do what I am told.<br /><br />First thing I did was go to Lowe's and check out my options for a replacement...<br /><br />To soft!<br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SqRVR6cU6JI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/GGwIbjKEow8/s1600-h/018.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378517621221419154" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SqRVR6cU6JI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/GGwIbjKEow8/s320/018.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Maybe a wood one?...Too Hard!<br /><br /><div> <a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SqRVSRHfFnI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/KmYcr4EDj4c/s1600-h/019.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378517627308021362" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SqRVSRHfFnI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/KmYcr4EDj4c/s320/019.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br />This one looks just right!<br /><br /><div> <a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SqRVSxyO_dI/AAAAAAAAARE/kZDbzW7-rZI/s1600-h/017.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378517636077256146" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SqRVSxyO_dI/AAAAAAAAARE/kZDbzW7-rZI/s320/017.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br />While we were shopping they had a bunch of scary Halloween decorations out. This creepy one was talking. No way was I letting mu guard down around her.<br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SqRVTTqz0gI/AAAAAAAAARM/pNLX4z9b0ag/s1600-h/020.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378517645172920834" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SqRVTTqz0gI/AAAAAAAAARM/pNLX4z9b0ag/s320/020.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Then I got home and started to unpack the new "Throne." Not sure why he like this room so much. Outside of bath time not much to do here. not even a TV. Although, he said he's working on it!<br /><br /><div><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SqRTwA-9jDI/AAAAAAAAAQs/kJHBUJt1YPk/s1600-h/023.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378515939350121522" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SqRTwA-9jDI/AAAAAAAAAQs/kJHBUJt1YPk/s320/023.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br />One thing Dad says is that you gotta always make sure you have all the parts and don't forget anything. Use every screw and bolt, that's why they put it in there.<br /><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SqRTvkIEuVI/AAAAAAAAAQk/DyR8DorpX8E/s1600-h/028.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378515931603712338" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SqRTvkIEuVI/AAAAAAAAAQk/DyR8DorpX8E/s320/028.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br />He also says to follow the directions. So I assembled it just as it said to.<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SqRTva5n5ZI/AAAAAAAAAQc/8-P3n-CE0Mc/s1600-h/027.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378515929127183762" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SqRTva5n5ZI/AAAAAAAAAQc/8-P3n-CE0Mc/s320/027.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Next it was time to put it all together. Just gotta tighten this one a little more.<br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SqRTuxbuPiI/AAAAAAAAAQU/IDolZcsTWWA/s1600-h/025.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378515917995916834" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SqRTuxbuPiI/AAAAAAAAAQU/IDolZcsTWWA/s320/025.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /></div><div>Perfect!!!!<br /></div><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SqRTuZX9Z-I/AAAAAAAAAQM/4Wr1de0hF9Q/s1600-h/029.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378515911537682402" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SqRTuZX9Z-I/AAAAAAAAAQM/4Wr1de0hF9Q/s320/029.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Next it was off to the man room to help hang some pics that have been sitting around for a while. Now Dad isn't to good with tools so I had to show him what he would need for the job. </div><div> </div><div>First you need a drill.<br /></div><div><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SqRSQw48nlI/AAAAAAAAAP8/uTZmriu9Mmw/s1600-h/032.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378514302942355026" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SqRSQw48nlI/AAAAAAAAAP8/uTZmriu9Mmw/s320/032.JPG" border="0" /></a> </div><div> </div><div>Then you need the level to make sure they are even.</div><div><br /> <a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SqRSQW_75JI/AAAAAAAAAP0/IXj8GYUPvwE/s1600-h/035.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378514295992345746" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SqRSQW_75JI/AAAAAAAAAP0/IXj8GYUPvwE/s320/035.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /></div><div>Maybe the laser will be easier to work with.....<br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SqRSRh-tmNI/AAAAAAAAAQE/IfJIcL-7xgk/s1600-h/033.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378514316119873746" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SqRSRh-tmNI/AAAAAAAAAQE/IfJIcL-7xgk/s320/033.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /></div><div> So after all this hard work we got have what Dad called "workin mans food" I think I like this working business!!! RIBS....YUMMY!<br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SqRSQPjvPdI/AAAAAAAAAPs/EOWDsW25GJM/s1600-h/021.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378514293995027922" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SqRSQPjvPdI/AAAAAAAAAPs/EOWDsW25GJM/s320/021.JPG" border="0" /></a> <a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SqRSPhkzGZI/AAAAAAAAAPk/jexoQLWEQnU/s1600-h/018.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378514281651444114" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SqRSPhkzGZI/AAAAAAAAAPk/jexoQLWEQnU/s320/018.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div> </div><div>Then one day this week not was my friend Ashlyn here, but my cousin Megan stopped by. Mom said we needed a picture together. None of us were to into it because we had stuff to do.<br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SqRQj8o5jbI/AAAAAAAAAPc/It6wrk-N1tA/s1600-h/023.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378512433490529714" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SqRQj8o5jbI/AAAAAAAAAPc/It6wrk-N1tA/s320/023.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /></div><div>Then came the opening weekend of college football. That can only mean one thing...OH! I told you earlier that Ashlyn and I love The Ohio State University and hate all things Michigan earlier. Now they weren't playing the school to the north, but it was the first game. So Dad and Keith and the whole family got together for the game.<br /></div><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SqU2xFKiN5I/AAAAAAAAARU/8p-l9P_qVbE/s1600-h/OH.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378765546791778194" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SqU2xFKiN5I/AAAAAAAAARU/8p-l9P_qVbE/s320/OH.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /></div><div>Love cheering for the Bucks with the Family.<br /></div><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SqRQjKOybNI/AAAAAAAAAPM/SWLeP-72f_A/s1600-h/012.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378512419959237842" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SqRQjKOybNI/AAAAAAAAAPM/SWLeP-72f_A/s320/012.JPG" border="0" /></a> </div><div> </div><div>Me and Kev had maybe a little to much to eat...football, TV nap mode kicking in....</div><div><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SqRQjoSvTjI/AAAAAAAAAPU/HP8yW1AeWxs/s1600-h/013.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378512428028874290" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SqRQjoSvTjI/AAAAAAAAAPU/HP8yW1AeWxs/s320/013.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Everyone stop bothering me! This game is getting a little to close. Navy just scored and are going for the tie....:(<br /></div><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SqRQi-0i-MI/AAAAAAAAAPE/McG80v-a05s/s1600-h/014.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378512416896383170" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SqRQi-0i-MI/AAAAAAAAAPE/McG80v-a05s/s320/014.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br />YES!!! The mighty Buckeyes stopped them and win the game! Everyone is happy and order is restored to the world....IO!!!!<br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SqRQiUuv0eI/AAAAAAAAAO8/pctIL9VRKvE/s1600-h/002.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378512405597770210" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SqRQiUuv0eI/AAAAAAAAAO8/pctIL9VRKvE/s320/002.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div>I am glad to see everyone thinks I am going to kick some booty in my Fantasy league. For those of you who voted against me, I will find you! Sleep with one eye open!</div><div> </div><div>With the BIG OSU vs. USC game this weekend coming up and Dad throwing a tailgate party, I thought I should poll my peeps on what is the best football food out there. Let me know what you think.</div><div> </div><div>Lucy Sky...OUT!</div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Lucy Skyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13527238946219598094noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4892671178933045516.post-69885944224449307282009-08-26T08:22:00.008-04:002009-08-26T19:30:44.399-04:00I'm a fantasy football player!!!First I have to say SORRY to all of my peeps for being late this week. Some of my craft schedules didn't work with my blogging schedule so I got behind. I will have my personal assistant, Mom, make sure that doesn't happen again in the future!<br /><br />So this week Dad invited me into the world of Fantasy Football! He said we were going to join a league and play the family and a few of my BFF's...Lauren, Carl & Jenn. He said I needed to study hard though if I wanted to do good, so I busted out the Sports Illustrated FFB (that's Fantasy Football for you non-players) I named my team the Lucy Skyhawks. I will keep everyone posted on my weekly results and the plight of my fellow league members.<br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SpUqzXQ3yiI/AAAAAAAAAOk/HFzsDCgpzdw/s1600-h/008.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374248792243030562" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SpUqzXQ3yiI/AAAAAAAAAOk/HFzsDCgpzdw/s320/008.JPG" /></a><br /><br />Oh my gosh, there is so much to learn here. By the way they talk in this magazine there is more than picking a few names. I hope Jenn is studying because I am coming prepared! She is going down!!!</div><div><br /></div><div><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SpUqyhGRXzI/AAAAAAAAAOU/5EFoK988FE8/s1600-h/012.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374248777703055154" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SpUqyhGRXzI/AAAAAAAAAOU/5EFoK988FE8/s320/012.JPG" /></a> <a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SpUqzO8omHI/AAAAAAAAAOc/9GYFZwvJH6s/s1600-h/011.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374248790010665074" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SpUqzO8omHI/AAAAAAAAAOc/9GYFZwvJH6s/s320/011.JPG" /></a><br /><br />Man, this is getting a little overwhelming! I bet Carl is freaking out right now with all this information overload...He's going to get CRUSHED.<br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SpUqyCL0FfI/AAAAAAAAAOM/NqVmTXzm3KU/s1600-h/009.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374248769404802546" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SpUqyCL0FfI/AAAAAAAAAOM/NqVmTXzm3KU/s320/009.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><div>So now it is draft night....So I thought I would get into the spirit and threw on this Colts cheerleaders outfit and show Lauren I mean business. Her team is terrible, you might as well drop out now sister!!!<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SpUp94UXNGI/AAAAAAAAAN8/uctn22G3UAI/s1600-h/020.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374247873403106402" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SpUp94UXNGI/AAAAAAAAAN8/uctn22G3UAI/s320/020.JPG" /></a> <a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SpUqx4tGY0I/AAAAAAAAAOE/4xlI5-1wOA4/s1600-h/022.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374248766860059458" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SpUqx4tGY0I/AAAAAAAAAOE/4xlI5-1wOA4/s320/022.JPG" /></a><br /><br />Then Dad saw what I was wearing and it did not go over well at all! He said if I was going to wear that outfit I needed to know a few things first. He began to tell me all about the Cleveland Browns and the rich history they have. Kinda like my team is going to have compared to Mom's team. Does she even know what a football is? Probably not by the looks of who she drafted!<br /><br /><div><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SpUp8-M9TfI/AAAAAAAAANs/0lzx7i0GTNE/s1600-h/032.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374247857802792434" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SpUp8-M9TfI/AAAAAAAAANs/0lzx7i0GTNE/s320/032.JPG" /></a> <a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SpUp9Zgck3I/AAAAAAAAAN0/vnSZzqbXMbA/s1600-h/030.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374247865132290930" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SpUp9Zgck3I/AAAAAAAAAN0/vnSZzqbXMbA/s320/030.JPG" /></a><br /></div><div>He then brought out his autographed 1989 Cleveland Brown football and showed me Bernie Kosar's signature. His Dad bought that for him at his first ever football game when he was a kid. Bernie is Dad's all-time favorite player. The Browns beat down the Houston Oiler's in that game like I am going to beat down my big brother Kevin in this thing. He might play football, but he is going to get schooled on the fantasy grid iron!<br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SpUrTXqnw8I/AAAAAAAAAOs/Cky2ZIih92I/s1600-h/027.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374249342106846146" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SpUrTXqnw8I/AAAAAAAAAOs/Cky2ZIih92I/s320/027.JPG" /></a><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SpUrTzJckmI/AAAAAAAAAO0/TJXIyXPawBw/s1600-h/026.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374249349483893346" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SpUrTzJckmI/AAAAAAAAAO0/TJXIyXPawBw/s320/026.JPG" /></a><br /><br />So now that Dad shared some of this history with me I ran back to my room and now I was ready to REALLY set the mood......Go BROWNS!!!<br /></div><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SpUp8U6-4EI/AAAAAAAAANk/VG-WbkZVrjE/s1600-h/033.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374247846721544258" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SpUp8U6-4EI/AAAAAAAAANk/VG-WbkZVrjE/s320/033.JPG" /></a> <a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SpUp8AQG7FI/AAAAAAAAANc/3fa_pgPDT7g/s1600-h/034.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374247841173007442" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SpUp8AQG7FI/AAAAAAAAANc/3fa_pgPDT7g/s320/034.JPG" /></a><br /><br />So with that said, who do you think will win this league? Vote on this weeks poll!</div><div></div><div>Thanks again for being so patient with the blog this week. Now that I know Christmas is the favorite holiday of my fans I will make sure there is a GREAT blog for that week. </div><div></div><div>Until next week, Lucy Sky is OUT<br /></div><div><br /><div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Lucy Skyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13527238946219598094noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4892671178933045516.post-20581606178425154122009-08-16T20:23:00.000-04:002009-08-16T21:20:47.982-04:00Spending Time with the Family<div>This week was all about relaxing with the family instead of epic adventures. Sometimes you gotta slow it down a bit Mom says.<br /></div><div>So early this week Mom and I got together in the kitchen and made smoothies! They were yummy! Mom says good for me too, but I think she put ice cream in hers and that doesn't sound to healthy to me.<br /></div><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SoinDFidH2I/AAAAAAAAANE/sO7GXKAddbs/s1600-h/007.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370726227107454818" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SoinDFidH2I/AAAAAAAAANE/sO7GXKAddbs/s320/007.JPG" /></a> <a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SoinClE5JrI/AAAAAAAAAM8/0IfSlK4mH3o/s1600-h/008.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370726218393527986" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SoinClE5JrI/AAAAAAAAAM8/0IfSlK4mH3o/s320/008.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><div>Then later, for snack time, Mom thought I was now ready to eat my bananas like a monkey! This is so much fun!!! Dad said wait until I get to eat mashed taters like a piggy. (Like in that Christmas movie he makes us all watch every year.)<br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SoinCDSAGHI/AAAAAAAAAM0/XFHCkjAwgpY/s1600-h/009.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370726209321703538" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SoinCDSAGHI/AAAAAAAAAM0/XFHCkjAwgpY/s320/009.JPG" /></a> <a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SoimP5Ya0UI/AAAAAAAAAMs/hAgSC3CtyOI/s1600-h/010.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370725347670806850" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SoimP5Ya0UI/AAAAAAAAAMs/hAgSC3CtyOI/s320/010.JPG" /></a><br /><br />Then my big brother Kevin showed up. I love him! I followed him everywhere. After I got done with my breakfast I thought maybe he needed my help too. I just can't stop staring at him. </div><div><br /> </div><div><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SoilDfhqKoI/AAAAAAAAAL8/xocx-eI8orQ/s1600-h/021.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370724035060181634" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SoilDfhqKoI/AAAAAAAAAL8/xocx-eI8orQ/s320/021.JPG" /></a><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SoinDk2bIFI/AAAAAAAAANM/6wcLToyEjHo/s1600-h/020.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370726235512709202" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SoinDk2bIFI/AAAAAAAAANM/6wcLToyEjHo/s320/020.JPG" /></a><br /></div><div> </div><div> </div><div>Then Kevin was going to wash the new van, so I thought I would tag along and help him. I just gotta do whatever he is doing....he is so interesting! </div><div><br /> </div><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SoimPSAVDOI/AAAAAAAAAMk/KktYbpa3q8I/s1600-h/012.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370725337100782818" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SoimPSAVDOI/AAAAAAAAAMk/KktYbpa3q8I/s320/012.JPG" /></a><br /><br />Hmmmm.....what do I do with all this stuff? </div><div><br /> </div><div><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SoimO-6TJNI/AAAAAAAAAMc/olIT6WHhN9w/s1600-h/013.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370725331975218386" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SoimO-6TJNI/AAAAAAAAAMc/olIT6WHhN9w/s320/013.JPG" /></a><br /><br />This is pretty fun! </div><div><br /><br /> </div><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SoimOVf4_CI/AAAAAAAAAMU/B98z7wE0b94/s1600-h/016.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370725320858598434" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SoimOVf4_CI/AAAAAAAAAMU/B98z7wE0b94/s320/016.JPG" /></a> <a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SoimNytGqnI/AAAAAAAAAMM/-ssfVi8uBVE/s1600-h/017.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370725311518780018" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SoimNytGqnI/AAAAAAAAAMM/-ssfVi8uBVE/s320/017.JPG" /></a><br /></div><div> </div><div>Maybe, just maybe, if I stand on the sponge the car will get cleaner!<br /></div><div><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SoilD0IFmOI/AAAAAAAAAME/4p1PLPr-DOs/s1600-h/014.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370724040590072034" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SoilD0IFmOI/AAAAAAAAAME/4p1PLPr-DOs/s320/014.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><div>After all that hard work outside I talked Kev into watching a baby Einstein movie. He wasn't as into as I was. Baby Einstein ROCKS!<br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SoilDAwo8bI/AAAAAAAAAL0/GCROMNdpHCw/s1600-h/025.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370724026801516978" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SoilDAwo8bI/AAAAAAAAAL0/GCROMNdpHCw/s320/025.JPG" /></a><br /><br />Then he had to leave. Bye Kev...See you next week!<br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SoilCphr9hI/AAAAAAAAALs/DcxcRGj09uo/s1600-h/026.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370724020564784658" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SoilCphr9hI/AAAAAAAAALs/DcxcRGj09uo/s320/026.JPG" /></a><br /><br />Well Kev is gone, Mom went to Bible study...so Dad and I walked to the store to see my peeps! They were so happy to see me they didn't give me one, not two, not three but FOUR raspberry donut holes! I love those guys! Dad only let me have one though.<br /></div><div>Then we got home and I changed clothes. Dad, we are having so much fun together just me and you..can I have one more????<br /></div><br /><div> <a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SoisJkrnARI/AAAAAAAAANU/7O574anlRDg/s1600-h/028.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370731836104704274" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SoisJkrnARI/AAAAAAAAANU/7O574anlRDg/s320/028.JPG" /></a><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SoilA4LSqnI/AAAAAAAAALk/GTFo2sxkLBI/s1600-h/029.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370723990137645682" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SoilA4LSqnI/AAAAAAAAALk/GTFo2sxkLBI/s320/029.JPG" /></a><br /><br />Then I was showing Pancake what I had and how good it was and he TOOK it... :(<br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/Soijw6MsIxI/AAAAAAAAALc/05aNo3ia7cc/s1600-h/030.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370722616290845458" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/Soijw6MsIxI/AAAAAAAAALc/05aNo3ia7cc/s320/030.JPG" /></a><br /><br />More?<br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SoijwaI8LwI/AAAAAAAAALU/EpLD83mKKzo/s1600-h/031.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370722607685185282" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SoijwaI8LwI/AAAAAAAAALU/EpLD83mKKzo/s320/031.JPG" /></a><br /><br />Mmmmm.....raspberry jelly!<br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/Soijv_vk5SI/AAAAAAAAALM/tUxXF2WBup4/s1600-h/032.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370722600599479586" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/Soijv_vk5SI/AAAAAAAAALM/tUxXF2WBup4/s320/032.JPG" /></a><br /></div><div> </div><div>Don't forget the milk!</div><div><br /> </div><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/Soijvhdg5LI/AAAAAAAAALE/xF5-pYRDdyM/s1600-h/033.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370722592470656178" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/Soijvhdg5LI/AAAAAAAAALE/xF5-pYRDdyM/s320/033.JPG" /></a><br /></div><div> </div><div>Dad, I won't even tell Mom we did this just before bed...I Love you man! What a great and relaxing week.</div><div><br /> </div><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SoijvOuJQVI/AAAAAAAAAK8/H3JOi5ocA7A/s1600-h/003.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370722587440136530" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SoijvOuJQVI/AAAAAAAAAK8/H3JOi5ocA7A/s320/003.JPG" /></a><br /></div><div><br />Lastly, Thanks to all the Dog lovers out there! My Pancake dog is the best and I really don't mind sharing my donut with him. What I need to know now about my readers is what is your favorite Holiday? I know mine!!!</div><div> </div><div>Lucy Sky...OUT!!!</div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Lucy Skyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13527238946219598094noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4892671178933045516.post-8314286449270011272009-08-09T09:21:00.000-04:002009-08-09T21:25:53.154-04:00What do you mean this is my breakfast?"HIP HIP HOORAY! Lucy, it's time to get up, we got a BIG day."<br />That is how Dad woke me up. I was so tired..Dad please shut-up!<br />"No No No", he said. "Time to eat breakfast,<br />so we can get dressed and go go go!<br />So up I finally got, so slowly I went to the table<br />Green eggs and ham, no I won't eat them, eat them I will NOT!<br />Sorry Dad, I am just not able.<br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/Sn8GYhVpWlI/AAAAAAAAAK0/Ym7xTaG0mUI/s1600-h/001.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368016299184708178" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/Sn8GYhVpWlI/AAAAAAAAAK0/Ym7xTaG0mUI/s200/001.JPG" /></a><br /><br />I will not eat them while outside,<br />I will not eat them on my slide<br />I do not like them swinging from a tree<br />I do not like them, let me be!<br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/Sn8GYGwsvrI/AAAAAAAAAKs/RAczSUxZgqc/s1600-h/014.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368016292050419378" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/Sn8GYGwsvrI/AAAAAAAAAKs/RAczSUxZgqc/s200/014.JPG" /></a> <a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/Sn8GX2iUlFI/AAAAAAAAAKk/2SwJsdowVtA/s1600-h/012.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368016287695148114" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/Sn8GX2iUlFI/AAAAAAAAAKk/2SwJsdowVtA/s200/012.JPG" /></a><br /><br />I will not eat them in my chair<br />I will not eat them anywhere!<br />I do not like them in the car<br />I do not like them near or far!<br /><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/Sn8EbsZ5WiI/AAAAAAAAAJs/4xVVIOXW45E/s1600-h/009.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368014154671675938" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/Sn8EbsZ5WiI/AAAAAAAAAJs/4xVVIOXW45E/s200/009.JPG" /></a><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/Sn8Fw4Q3oiI/AAAAAAAAAKU/QnDmBASLKO0/s1600-h/007.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368015618143920674" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/Sn8Fw4Q3oiI/AAAAAAAAAKU/QnDmBASLKO0/s200/007.JPG" /></a><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/Sn8FwkBjeTI/AAAAAAAAAKM/EmDMl-ywk9g/s1600-h/015.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368015612710975794" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/Sn8FwkBjeTI/AAAAAAAAAKM/EmDMl-ywk9g/s200/015.JPG" /></a><br /><br />Dad! If you will let me be, I will try them. You will see.</div><div> </div><div>Hey, I like these green eggs and ham. I like them, yes, I must say!</div><div><br /> </div><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/Sn8EboI0moI/AAAAAAAAAJk/HfVmY1d27Eg/s1600-h/005.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368014153526319746" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/Sn8EboI0moI/AAAAAAAAAJk/HfVmY1d27Eg/s200/005.JPG" /></a><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/Sn8FxLE9AnI/AAAAAAAAAKc/NbvrRS-p3CI/s1600-h/002.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368015623194215026" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/Sn8FxLE9AnI/AAAAAAAAAKc/NbvrRS-p3CI/s200/002.JPG" /></a> </div><div> </div><div>I will eat them on my slide</div><div>I will eat them while outside!</div><div>I like them in my chair</div><div>I like them ANYWHERE!</div><div><div><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/Sn8Fv6CTovI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/y9v1VjmxYxI/s1600-h/010.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368015601439843058" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/Sn8Fv6CTovI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/y9v1VjmxYxI/s200/010.JPG" /></a><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/Sn8FwVDTy1I/AAAAAAAAAKE/sLzaah_1DHQ/s1600-h/013.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368015608691805010" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/Sn8FwVDTy1I/AAAAAAAAAKE/sLzaah_1DHQ/s200/013.JPG" /></a><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/Sn8EcIX9poI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/0lrP3Mm82NI/s1600-h/006.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368014162179761794" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/Sn8EcIX9poI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/0lrP3Mm82NI/s200/006.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><div><div>Now that breakfast over</div><div>Dad loaded me up and off I went</div><div>riding in the stroller.</div><div><div><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/Sn8EbCwqNvI/AAAAAAAAAJc/LsVfNmruitA/s1600-h/016.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368014143492863730" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/Sn8EbCwqNvI/AAAAAAAAAJc/LsVfNmruitA/s200/016.JPG" /></a><br /><br />He wouldn't tell me where we were heading</div><div>Then I saw it,</div><div>we were at Seuss Landing!<br /></div><div><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/Sn8DUEuXKdI/AAAAAAAAAJM/kNWiti0nnYc/s1600-h/023.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368012924249385426" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/Sn8DUEuXKdI/AAAAAAAAAJM/kNWiti0nnYc/s200/023.JPG" /></a> <a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/Sn8Eayz835I/AAAAAAAAAJU/TT2fNMPXGDc/s1600-h/037.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368014139211702162" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/Sn8Eayz835I/AAAAAAAAAJU/TT2fNMPXGDc/s200/037.JPG" /></a> <a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/Sn8DT3CmVPI/AAAAAAAAAJE/CS9Q5hbDV14/s1600-h/040.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368012920576169202" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/Sn8DT3CmVPI/AAAAAAAAAJE/CS9Q5hbDV14/s200/040.JPG" /></a><br /><br />Here I am, running my zoo</div><div>What way would you turn, what would you do?<br /><br /></div><div><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/Sn8DTv6QRgI/AAAAAAAAAI8/sXCiMMu6460/s1600-h/025.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368012918662120962" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/Sn8DTv6QRgI/AAAAAAAAAI8/sXCiMMu6460/s200/025.JPG" /></a> <a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/Sn8DTAzNIPI/AAAAAAAAAI0/nyo7dSo4Sqc/s1600-h/027.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368012906016088306" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/Sn8DTAzNIPI/AAAAAAAAAI0/nyo7dSo4Sqc/s200/027.JPG" /></a><br /></div><div>Here I am, me with my Dad</div><div>In Seuss landing how could anybody ever be sad?</div><div><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/Sn8DS-7CerI/AAAAAAAAAIs/aPj7MRDQOOI/s1600-h/030.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368012905512073906" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/Sn8DS-7CerI/AAAAAAAAAIs/aPj7MRDQOOI/s200/030.JPG" /></a> <a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/Sn8B7axkWDI/AAAAAAAAAIk/cE2SsykLvLA/s1600-h/036.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368011401160054834" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/Sn8B7axkWDI/AAAAAAAAAIk/cE2SsykLvLA/s200/036.JPG" /></a><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/Sn8B61BBQ3I/AAAAAAAAAIc/22J-UwhPsKg/s1600-h/038.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368011391024317298" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/Sn8B61BBQ3I/AAAAAAAAAIc/22J-UwhPsKg/s200/038.JPG" /></a><br /><br />Me on the Caro-Seuss-el</div><div>Boy I am cool.<br /></div><div><div><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/Sn8B6rW9VcI/AAAAAAAAAIU/j79wyhaN_ds/s1600-h/043.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368011388431979970" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/Sn8B6rW9VcI/AAAAAAAAAIU/j79wyhaN_ds/s200/043.JPG" /></a> <a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/Sn8B6b22t5I/AAAAAAAAAIM/5pYc8dbEgjQ/s1600-h/046.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368011384270796690" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/Sn8B6b22t5I/AAAAAAAAAIM/5pYc8dbEgjQ/s200/046.JPG" /></a><br /><br />Next we were off to the Cat in the Hat</div><div>When Mom walked up she was told she couldn't ride that.</div><div>No, don't even bother </div><div>cause your pregnant with my little brother.</div><div><br /> </div><div><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/Sn8B56SVuoI/AAAAAAAAAIE/bGlggR1weOQ/s1600-h/042.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368011375259269762" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/Sn8B56SVuoI/AAAAAAAAAIE/bGlggR1weOQ/s200/042.JPG" /></a> <a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/Sn7QdqoqjgI/AAAAAAAAAH8/zy5iTEXx67Q/s1600-h/047.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 249px; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367957013951843842" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/Sn7QdqoqjgI/AAAAAAAAAH8/zy5iTEXx67Q/s200/047.JPG" /></a><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/Sn7QdErQrNI/AAAAAAAAAH0/W3qzChMH9eY/s1600-h/049.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 242px; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367957003762183378" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/Sn7QdErQrNI/AAAAAAAAAH0/W3qzChMH9eY/s200/049.JPG" /></a><br /><br />Next I went shopping at Mulberry Street store.</div><div>They had gizmos, gadgets, goodies galore!</div><div><br /> </div><div><div><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/Sn7Qc4tktbI/AAAAAAAAAHs/ZQvPcT6rnwo/s1600-h/052.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367957000550659506" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/Sn7Qc4tktbI/AAAAAAAAAHs/ZQvPcT6rnwo/s200/052.JPG" /></a> <a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/Sn7QcFLf-RI/AAAAAAAAAHk/WkTlFBCI4rc/s1600-h/054.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367956986717534482" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/Sn7QcFLf-RI/AAAAAAAAAHk/WkTlFBCI4rc/s200/054.JPG" /></a> </div><div> </div><div>Then I found this sucker at Snookers & Snookers Sweet Candy Cookers<br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/Sn7QbiZEajI/AAAAAAAAAHc/NA7LHY3AQdo/s1600-h/059.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367956977379207730" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/Sn7QbiZEajI/AAAAAAAAAHc/NA7LHY3AQdo/s200/059.JPG" /></a><br /></div><div><br /><div>Okay, next we left Seuss Landing so Dad said we could stop the rhyming. If I had to do it anymore I was about to start crying!</div><div> </div><div>The next place up was Jurassic Park. Dad was teaching me about dinosaurs last week at the library and thought this would be a great place to continue the learning.</div><div> </div><div>Here I am with mom looking at Dino eggs. Wow, these guys are pretty friendly. Big too!</div><div> </div><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/Sn7PKJq2s2I/AAAAAAAAAHU/QKbN2oSkEJk/s1600-h/062.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367955579173516130" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/Sn7PKJq2s2I/AAAAAAAAAHU/QKbN2oSkEJk/s200/062.JPG" /></a> <a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/Sn7PJ_0QDZI/AAAAAAAAAHM/6sLtlJzhcQs/s1600-h/061.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367955576528571794" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/Sn7PJ_0QDZI/AAAAAAAAAHM/6sLtlJzhcQs/s200/061.JPG" /></a><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/Sn7PJdO8sCI/AAAAAAAAAHE/emYS5VYIOB4/s1600-h/063.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367955567245307938" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/Sn7PJdO8sCI/AAAAAAAAAHE/emYS5VYIOB4/s200/063.JPG" /></a><br /><br />Then we found this T-Rex fossil. I couldn't stop looking at those teeth! My feet are little smaller than his too. <div><div><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/Sn7PJPx05YI/AAAAAAAAAG8/1FKqWpkgVLk/s1600-h/064.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367955563633501570" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/Sn7PJPx05YI/AAAAAAAAAG8/1FKqWpkgVLk/s200/064.JPG" /></a> <a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/Sn7PI-heodI/AAAAAAAAAG0/lylVjUju1YI/s1600-h/067.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367955559001530834" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/Sn7PI-heodI/AAAAAAAAAG0/lylVjUju1YI/s200/067.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><div>Mom & Dad...You're the best!<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/Sn7ORjCxZPI/AAAAAAAAAGs/T9jVU8LY8yw/s1600-h/071.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367954606732174578" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/Sn7ORjCxZPI/AAAAAAAAAGs/T9jVU8LY8yw/s200/071.JPG" /></a><br /><br />Mom thought it would be a good idea if I took Marmaduke for a walk. BAD Idea! I was hanging on for dear life.<br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/Sn7OReUGmSI/AAAAAAAAAGk/_YWfyDbMItk/s1600-h/075.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 291px; HEIGHT: 184px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367954605462690082" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/Sn7OReUGmSI/AAAAAAAAAGk/_YWfyDbMItk/s200/075.JPG" /></a><br /><br />Then Dad saw this girl who wanted to get a picture with him. I thought she looked a little like a home wrecker. Don't worry Mom, I kept my eye on her the whole time!<br /><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/Sn7ORAZ4jZI/AAAAAAAAAGc/yL2DXoPIdmQ/s1600-h/079.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367954597433871762" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/Sn7ORAZ4jZI/AAAAAAAAAGc/yL2DXoPIdmQ/s200/079.JPG" /></a><br /></div><div>Then while we were looking for a place to eat Dad blew out his flip flop. So we decided to stop and waste away for a while in Margaritaville. Dad had a cheeseburger and said it was like paradise. Dad also said Mom was the woman to blame...whatever that means.</div><div><br /> </div><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/Sn7OQniYc7I/AAAAAAAAAGU/1ieXtbagHLo/s1600-h/080.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367954590758630322" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/Sn7OQniYc7I/AAAAAAAAAGU/1ieXtbagHLo/s200/080.JPG" /></a> <a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/Sn7OQV6ocCI/AAAAAAAAAGM/HKmyObyXi-4/s1600-h/085.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367954586028503074" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/Sn7OQV6ocCI/AAAAAAAAAGM/HKmyObyXi-4/s200/085.JPG" /></a></div><div> </div><div>Well, that about wraps it up. It was a great adventure. Oh, I almost forgot. To the two people who voted to keep the toilet paper to the back, please do not identify yourself. It would be best for everyone. I told you that was a serious question and would hate to have to tell you we can't be friends anymore.</div><div> </div><div>This weeks poll is based on animals. It tells a lot about you....Cats or Dogs?</div><div> </div><div>Talk to you peeps next week! </div><div> </div><div>Lucy Sky...OUT!!!</div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Lucy Skyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13527238946219598094noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4892671178933045516.post-81718164600795076552009-08-02T03:00:00.000-04:002009-08-02T09:17:22.504-04:00Oh, the Places I'll Go!We'll here I am, starting the real blog! Dad said if I was going to do this I had to do it right. So he got me up early this week to talk over my plans during breakfast. I was a little groggy at first, but after eating his cereal (after my own breakfast) I was ready to go. Man drinking milk off a spoon is hard!<br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SnS0MMH2bZI/AAAAAAAAAFk/j6C6jbSEs6g/s1600-h/007.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365111177610685842" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SnS0MMH2bZI/AAAAAAAAAFk/j6C6jbSEs6g/s200/007.JPG" /></a> <a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SnS0Mam5-4I/AAAAAAAAAFs/ljAogxSMl8U/s1600-h/005.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365111181499038594" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SnS0Mam5-4I/AAAAAAAAAFs/ljAogxSMl8U/s200/005.JPG" /></a><br /><br />He said since I am such a tech savvy kid maybe I ought to start out by searching the web for ideas. Boy was he right, you can find anything here. A lot of typing and reading.<br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SnS0L2y-P1I/AAAAAAAAAFc/WdDhtyyaXAg/s1600-h/011.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365111171885973330" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SnS0L2y-P1I/AAAAAAAAAFc/WdDhtyyaXAg/s200/011.JPG" /></a> <a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SnS0LrP8mcI/AAAAAAAAAFU/CoWvpynWarE/s1600-h/009.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365111168786274754" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SnS0LrP8mcI/AAAAAAAAAFU/CoWvpynWarE/s200/009.JPG" /></a><br /><br />Even with all the web stuff though I still wasn't sure about what I wanted to do here. So Dad suggested I do it the old fashioned way and go to the library to look for ideas.<br /><br />Before we could go to the library though we had to go to the store to see Joan since she is back from vacation. While we were there Dad found the coolest invention ever! A bowl with a built in straw!!! I'll never drip milk again :)<br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SnWIjSc1BnI/AAAAAAAAAF8/Bi0pXOWAQrw/s1600-h/001.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365344670911366770" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SnWIjSc1BnI/AAAAAAAAAF8/Bi0pXOWAQrw/s200/001.JPG" /></a><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SnWIjkrV-8I/AAAAAAAAAGE/OQbxRdNp5pM/s1600-h/003.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365344675804085186" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SnWIjkrV-8I/AAAAAAAAAGE/OQbxRdNp5pM/s200/003.JPG" /></a><br /><br />Am I glad we went to the library. I found this book by that guy Grandma said Dad wasn't allowed to have as a kid, some Doctor. It was called "Oh, the Places You'll Go!"<br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SnSyNW6bqLI/AAAAAAAAAFE/J9ARxgfewVQ/s1600-h/024.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365108998663809202" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SnSyNW6bqLI/AAAAAAAAAFE/J9ARxgfewVQ/s200/024.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br />I got so excited about all the adventures coming my way<br /><br />and couldn't help think of what jobs I might do someday.<br /><br />Then I saw another one of his books about running a zoo<br /><br />and thought maybe I should read that one too,<br /><br />you know...just in case that is something I'll want to do.<br /><br /><br />(Oh boy, I think I am starting to see why grandma didn't want those books around!)<br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SnSyNI5L8uI/AAAAAAAAAE8/9mEiYRzs-Ik/s1600-h/023.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365108994900488930" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SnSyNI5L8uI/AAAAAAAAAE8/9mEiYRzs-Ik/s200/023.JPG" /></a> <a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SnSyM4HXCkI/AAAAAAAAAE0/ttD9QaA5mWk/s1600-h/022.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365108990396533314" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SnSyM4HXCkI/AAAAAAAAAE0/ttD9QaA5mWk/s200/022.JPG" /></a><br /><br />Since I liked the zoo book so much Dad decided to teach me a little about bugs & dinosaurs with some puzzles we found.<br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SnSyMqoCoCI/AAAAAAAAAEs/m6tnOxRhYJU/s1600-h/020.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365108986775511074" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SnSyMqoCoCI/AAAAAAAAAEs/m6tnOxRhYJU/s200/020.JPG" /></a> <a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SnSyMFfgitI/AAAAAAAAAEk/KQUCfqxZbBA/s1600-h/021.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365108976807611090" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SnSyMFfgitI/AAAAAAAAAEk/KQUCfqxZbBA/s200/021.JPG" /></a> </div><br /><div></div><div>After all that brain exercise we decided we were getting hungry. Dad said I could pick where we ate. So I picked <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error">McDONALD'S</span>! I hear all the kids talk about these Happy Meals and I really wanted to try one. So he let me!!! Although I thought something was wrong with mine at first. There were no fries, no Dr. Pepper...it had apples and milk! WHAT IS HAPPY ABOUT THAT?!?!</div><div><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SnS0LITzmsI/AAAAAAAAAFM/x6BfKba-lkk/s1600-h/025.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365111159407221442" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SnS0LITzmsI/AAAAAAAAAFM/x6BfKba-lkk/s200/025.JPG" /></a><br /></div><br /><div>Dad said if I really think about it though, my body will be much happier down the road and so would Mommy. I just looked at him like "Dad, don't try to feed me that, those kids with fries and pop look pretty darn happy to me!"<br /></div><div><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SnSwUnTGDZI/AAAAAAAAAEc/6GfREScy07w/s1600-h/026.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365106924298046866" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SnSwUnTGDZI/AAAAAAAAAEc/6GfREScy07w/s200/026.JPG" /></a><br /></div><br /><div>Then I found something to make me happy, my new friend Chili! He was in the Happy Meal box. I can't stop kissing him.<br /></div><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SnSwUAJPr7I/AAAAAAAAAEU/2a2du-QdSqc/s1600-h/027.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365106913787752370" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SnSwUAJPr7I/AAAAAAAAAEU/2a2du-QdSqc/s200/027.JPG" /></a><br /></div><br /><div>So now that I am inspired I decided to try out a bunch of jobs around the house to see if I liked anything and I can start practicing for my future. Now when I was on the web I read things about this guy named Joe the Plumber and thought I would give that a try.<br /></div><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SnSwT0n4f2I/AAAAAAAAAEM/c-MESz72XbM/s1600-h/002.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365106910695030626" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SnSwT0n4f2I/AAAAAAAAAEM/c-MESz72XbM/s200/002.JPG" /></a> <a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SnTCW7d44KI/AAAAAAAAAF0/X7a2QfVlJwU/s1600-h/003.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365126755281068194" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SnTCW7d44KI/AAAAAAAAAF0/X7a2QfVlJwU/s200/003.JPG" /></a><br /><br />That's not going to work! Then I decided maybe I could help that guy who cuts our yard and Dad can pay me!<br /></div><div><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SnSwTv6y0JI/AAAAAAAAAEE/-9we9hGfP3Y/s1600-h/030.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365106909432172690" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SnSwTv6y0JI/AAAAAAAAAEE/-9we9hGfP3Y/s200/030.JPG" /></a><br /><br />That is WAY harder than it looks...and it's HOT!<br /></div><div>So I decided I was done trying to grow up so fast and I need to start getting ready for my trip to Indiana to take on Grandpa Mike in cards. Look out Grand Pa, I am serious!<br /></div><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SnSwTLhn2vI/AAAAAAAAAD8/Skq8I14dahU/s1600-h/041.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365106899662920434" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SnSwTLhn2vI/AAAAAAAAAD8/Skq8I14dahU/s200/041.JPG" /></a><br /><br />Now I know I can't end this blog without answering the question to last weeks poll. First, I must tell everyone how happy I was that you voted. Thank you so much! From my fans perspective the favorite snack was cheesy poofs! Mom voted twice for goldfish so it wasn't really a tie like it said.</div><div></div><div>However, from my perspective it wasn't like that. Dad put all four snack on one tray and I picked the SLIM JIM first and foremost! Second thing I went for was Cheesy poofs then teddy grahams.<br /></div><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SnStylqmvKI/AAAAAAAAADc/kiNJkB23x5Q/s1600-h/034.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365104140720979106" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SnStylqmvKI/AAAAAAAAADc/kiNJkB23x5Q/s200/034.JPG" /></a> <a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SnSty5d3p_I/AAAAAAAAADk/2qwKh7STrsM/s1600-h/036.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365104146036271090" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SnSty5d3p_I/AAAAAAAAADk/2qwKh7STrsM/s200/036.JPG" /></a><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SnSutDzN1TI/AAAAAAAAAD0/zzCgzQaLJGs/s1600-h/039.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 201px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365105145242572082" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SnSutDzN1TI/AAAAAAAAAD0/zzCgzQaLJGs/s200/039.JPG" /></a><br /></div><br /><div>The goldfish on the other hand, well let's just say I shared those with my buddy pancake :)<br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SnStzRrg8fI/AAAAAAAAADs/C-x5W9Dp3KI/s1600-h/040.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365104152535953906" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/SnStzRrg8fI/AAAAAAAAADs/C-x5W9Dp3KI/s200/040.JPG" /></a><br /><br />Thanks for checking in this week and don't forget to vote for next weeks poll. I got the idea from my Joe the plumber job. It's a good one, but it also is a VERY important one!</div><br /><div></div><div>Until next weeks adventure...Lucy Sky...OUT!!!</div></div></div>Lucy Skyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13527238946219598094noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4892671178933045516.post-38200994414659341562009-07-26T20:49:00.000-04:002009-07-30T14:28:42.666-04:00Hi, I'm Lucy Sky! Glad to meet you!Hey everyone! Welcome to my new weekly blog. Lucy's Point of View.<br /><br /><div><div><div>Each week I will be giving a review of my week and all the things I did along with some insight into the latest news and gossip, all from my point of view, as a one year old. One more thing, each week I will have a poll for everyone to answer. Please take a second to answer so that I get a feeling of what my fans are like. Please answer it from your point of view, not mine! This weeks poll is about snack foods. What's your favorite? I'll share my answer on next weeks blog.<br /></div><div></div><div>For those of you who don't know me to well let me tell you a little bit about myself:<br /></div><div><br /></div><div>My name is Lucy Sky (Like the song) and I was born on April 18, 2008 at 2:53 pm.<br /><br /></div><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362939486712035986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/Smz9DJFi-pI/AAAAAAAAAAU/99RU2jfqFQc/s320/077.JPG" border="0" />I love to eat..anything! A few things I like are cake, Slim Jim's, cake batter & corn on the cob.</div><div><br /></div><div></div><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/Sm0CZtCuziI/AAAAAAAAAAs/kktgYSSBiWo/s1600-h/077.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362945371879165474" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/Sm0CZtCuziI/AAAAAAAAAAs/kktgYSSBiWo/s200/077.JPG" border="0" /></a><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/Sm0CZWFC3PI/AAAAAAAAAAk/4Qb-E4aoRYs/s1600-h/004.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362945365714853106" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/Sm0CZWFC3PI/AAAAAAAAAAk/4Qb-E4aoRYs/s200/004.JPG" border="0" /></a> <a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/Sm0CaEDVv6I/AAAAAAAAAA0/G5JVnBig2RI/s1600-h/018.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362945378055733154" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/Sm0CaEDVv6I/AAAAAAAAAA0/G5JVnBig2RI/s200/018.JPG" border="0" /></a><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/Smz_fOMoqYI/AAAAAAAAAAc/K-rgqogCrrA/s1600-h/021.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362942168143538562" style="WIDTH: 199px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 152px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/Smz_fOMoqYI/AAAAAAAAAAc/K-rgqogCrrA/s200/021.JPG" border="0" /></a><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/Sm0CaEDVv6I/AAAAAAAAAA0/G5JVnBig2RI/s1600-h/018.JPG"></a><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/Sm0CaEDVv6I/AAAAAAAAAA0/G5JVnBig2RI/s1600-h/018.JPG"></a><br /><br /></div><p>One of my best friends is Ashlyn. We both like tea parties and we hate everything Michigan.</p><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/Sm0Iydwn9nI/AAAAAAAAABE/Jm6wDFPdkjQ/s1600-h/007.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362952394343183986" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/Sm0Iydwn9nI/AAAAAAAAABE/Jm6wDFPdkjQ/s200/007.JPG" border="0" /></a><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/Sm0IyjQQSEI/AAAAAAAAABM/UitGe6VJuug/s1600-h/075.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362952395818027074" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/Sm0IyjQQSEI/AAAAAAAAABM/UitGe6VJuug/s200/075.JPG" border="0" /></a><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/Sm0IyLjl8vI/AAAAAAAAAA8/t_rk8LDmkNg/s1600-h/065.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362952389456687858" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wfLo4I5Rmn0/Sm0IyLjl8vI/AAAAAAAAAA8/t_rk8LDmkNg/s200/065.JPG" border="0" /></a></div><div></div><div>Well, this is week one. I will be sharing more about myself, my family & my friends in the coming weeks. So keep checking back and don't forget to take this weeks poll!</div><div></div><div>Lucy Sky....OUT! </div></div></div>Lucy Skyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13527238946219598094noreply@blogger.com6