tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-171573052024-03-13T04:16:05.782-07:00stick on mustacheNataliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18199521785471967093noreply@blogger.comBlogger210125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17157305.post-78904875462323850072011-02-03T07:50:00.001-08:002011-02-03T07:55:05.265-08:00baby dreamsthanks to the fact that everyone i know is pregnant i had another baby dream last night. this time i had a brand new freshly born baby girl with lots of dark hair. she was tiny and perfect and quiet. and i spent time teaching david how to make a bottle (he thought the baby needed a huge bottle, but i showed him how to make 2 ounces instead). then i woke up. and all i wanted to do was go back to sleep. i'm so happy with my life right now. but i still feel like something is missing.Nataliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18199521785471967093noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17157305.post-86066954280530540882010-12-28T07:37:00.001-08:002010-12-28T07:41:56.780-08:00HiIt's been a while. I have 3 other blogs besides this one...stupid, I know. But this was my first so I just can't get rid of it. No one really reads it, so it's kinda like my own journal. Anyway, I've been in a re-decorating mode lately and I bought some new things for the house last night- mostly inspired by a new friend I met thru blogging. Her style is AMAZING and I love her house. I went to IKEA with some inspiration and got a few things last night that hopefully David will install today. In the mean time, I've also been saving photos from around the web- so here are some of them. Of course, I didn't save any of the links...<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7Axgq9bLD-W7IyUcd-ireNfHVTGQOBvmEp_zSZqgK7nNSRfmiwAxyYdnWKSEPA1yq8W2cy91zwOL03azzeJhnysBvsPyD6S4KKGnG9RAwhI0Votoj5Lvjl0Yg5-JfCTea4k2s/s1600/andrew+and+Mary+Martha.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 323px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7Axgq9bLD-W7IyUcd-ireNfHVTGQOBvmEp_zSZqgK7nNSRfmiwAxyYdnWKSEPA1yq8W2cy91zwOL03azzeJhnysBvsPyD6S4KKGnG9RAwhI0Votoj5Lvjl0Yg5-JfCTea4k2s/s400/andrew+and+Mary+Martha.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555758723900625426" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTL9TBzrtRGZPFK2fQvwbryp-dFOR_FIJfrgj7UfP_DfhRBBGeP9lqlPIPp2ClLEVj2F2CoG9xngb5y7FO90BDnePVJIczcZ6Exq_jSKYwX7mJT4kZwOtT17-UG8rx17bf-WqX/s1600/4552645325_00d69e370a_o.jpg"><img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 270px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPLzjAZg-VOE9YaHvbkR-541WqD-wd-mbzNPZMqioJOL8sGDN96ZlsiFHIuKP9JUj_Gd1VCegf3QWJmeCDLRmJdtY31FU_x-vc6meNnxdCQndv4IYeJu6uMKfdFQAktZkCfzgp/s400/4559689086_07faf2ec58_o.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555758418123268738" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJNwJbnjwU4l7Y5VgHAebcDslBEZpZeRjimHjCEU90x_Fs7WOC6z5mFJHpwjpyGhwoTNgBv2XMds6QUhY-S8CET1GPNxG9irOGUDN-jIymK_nYhPvQBc9NbNzbk9kiUwF4vzuM/s1600/TbEnGOKcEjgz4bnc6kK99qcso1_500.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 317px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJNwJbnjwU4l7Y5VgHAebcDslBEZpZeRjimHjCEU90x_Fs7WOC6z5mFJHpwjpyGhwoTNgBv2XMds6QUhY-S8CET1GPNxG9irOGUDN-jIymK_nYhPvQBc9NbNzbk9kiUwF4vzuM/s400/TbEnGOKcEjgz4bnc6kK99qcso1_500.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555758415569486962" /></a>Nataliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18199521785471967093noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17157305.post-46515117382259783282010-07-23T06:25:00.000-07:002010-07-23T06:34:35.121-07:00Baby thoughtsLike most people, I have times when I want a baby right then and times when I don't want one for a while. I don't know if I've ever documented this before, but when we first got married all I wanted was a baby. I didn't care about cost, me not working, or anything. All I could see was that baby in my arms. That was almost 4 years ago- and since then my baby hunger has slowly decreased. Year after year that desire fades a little more. Sad, huh? We keep saying, "next year". The funny thing is that if we had stayed in California we'd probably have a house, a kid and maybe even another one on the way...strange to think about.<br /><br />I have loved babies since I could hold them and I'm pretty sure I was obsessed with my little sister when she was born (who wouldn't be with two little brothers already?) and that was at age 7. I started babysitting when I was 11 (my first job involved me sitting in a chair for a half hour holding my mom's friend's baby while she ran an errand) and pretty much haven't stopped. I look for any opportunity. <br /><br />On Saturday nights in high school, you wouldn't find me at church dances (I think I only ever went to one). Nope. I'd be at my neighbors house watching her two little kids, playing dinosaurs, brushing their teeth and tucking them in. Then I'd watch their collection of British Romantic Dramas. hahahaha.<br /><br />I think I was built for it. Babies, I mean. I have wide hips, I can hold a baby forever and not get sick of it. I have more patience for kids than I do for adults or even my dog. I used to want 6 kids. The year we got married it went to 4. Now I think it's at 3. David often says "one". Is this depressing? Sometimes. <br /><br />Maybe things will change significantly when we actually hold our child in our arms. Maybe I will be that patient loving mother who just wants more and more. Or maybe we will just have 2. Who knows. It's weird to not know.<br /><br />So- when, you ask? <br /><br />Maybe next year.Nataliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18199521785471967093noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17157305.post-86015965014419914122010-04-07T08:27:00.000-07:002010-04-07T09:08:36.720-07:00terms of endearmenti just had this random thought of some things i like...i was running my fingers through my hair ( i just dyed it yesterday so the conditioner that comes with the dye makes it really soft) and thinking how much i like people to play with my hair. and i was thinking about how some guys like to play with girls hair, but how david doesnt. he's not a very cuddly-touchy person. <br /><br />once when we were dating and he lived in fullerton, i had triple barrel waved my hair and we were watching tv on the couch. I was lying toward him, probably falling asleep, and he had started to stroke my head. that was the only time he's ever done that, at least without me begging him to. every once in a while i think of that day and it makes me smile.<br /><br />the second or third time we hung out, and this was before we started dating, we were at tgifridays and playing the question game. basically someone asks a question and everyone answers. it was my turn so he turned to me and said, what about you, sweetheart?<br />and that is the only time he's ever called me sweetheart, which is my favorite term of endearment.Nataliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18199521785471967093noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17157305.post-37278203613295741832009-12-18T10:45:00.000-08:002009-12-18T10:54:00.748-08:00home for the holidaysi have been so bad at blogging lately. i guess i haven't felt any need to.<br /><br />we are so excited to be able to spend the next week in california with family. it's my family's year for christmas so we are looking forward to that. my sister is still young and gets excited about presents which makes it fun. we're having a big party on sunday at our house with my mom's side of the family. i never thought that would happen because of all of the family drama. hopefully everyone can just forgive and move on. if not, at least we have our immediate family.<br /><br />i plan on doing all of my christmas shopping early next week. i wish i hadn't put it off but christmas really feels like it snuck up on us this year. we also plan on trying to outdo ourselves with a bigger and better gingerbread house. we have a lot of plans, but are looking forward most to not working/no school/and seeing family.Nataliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18199521785471967093noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17157305.post-81074927826486326692009-11-20T13:45:00.000-08:002009-11-20T13:47:35.166-08:00yikeswe're going out of town next wednesday and we were out of town last week, so you can imagine what my house looks like. this weekend i plan on relaxing and cleaning. and getting out christmas stuff so i can be ready to decorate when we get back next sunday!!Nataliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18199521785471967093noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17157305.post-86779324953840320652009-11-09T14:57:00.000-08:002009-11-09T15:00:31.233-08:00thoughtsmy house is a disaster. i plan on doing something about that tonight. i also bought a little wooden acorn at lunch that i'm pretty excited about. i really love fall and all it's crispness.<br /><br />i also bought some bubble bath which i have been in the need of for a long time. i will enjoy vanilla bubbles tonight.Nataliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18199521785471967093noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17157305.post-83615131711558706142009-11-09T12:32:00.000-08:002009-11-09T12:33:27.977-08:00my lovei've had these lyrics stuck in my head for a week.<br /><br />The mere idea of you, the longing here for you<br />You'll never know how slow the moments go till I'm near to you<br />I see your face in every flower<br />Your eyes in stars above<br />It's just the thought of you<br />The very thought of you, my love<br /><br />i like the second line the best.<br />is it possible to fall MORE in love with your husband than you were in before? yes, it is, it turns out.Nataliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18199521785471967093noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17157305.post-85404755280082301082009-11-05T08:32:00.000-08:002009-11-05T08:34:18.164-08:00house hunterslast night we were watching house hunters and the couple had about a million dollars to spend. they were looking at places that were really big, but awkwardly set up and kind of cold looking. i said out loud, "if i had a million to spend i'd go for something a smaller and nicer"<br /><br />david said, "if we have a million dollars we're building a house"<br /><br />i was like...oh yeah. that's a way better idea. and it's probably in our future.Nataliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18199521785471967093noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17157305.post-26658140173207817152009-11-04T13:42:00.000-08:002009-11-04T13:49:13.705-08:00lessons learnedwe're having some hard times, struggling with money and fun stuff like that. the good thing is that what once cause arguments has helped to bring us closer together. at the beginning of our marriage we really had a hard time figuring each other out. we didn't know how to act and react to each other's emotions, outbursts, spending habits...so we would blow up. we've learned a lot in these 3 years of marriage.<br /><br />i've calmed, relaxed, de-stressed or at least begun to learn how to <br />he's learned responsibility, that certain things matter that maybe didn't before<br /><br />basically he's started caring more and i've started caring less. we're getting through to one another.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFKj5HzQ63v92ldx8m4TiyAPX3B_t4p-0k4ya99RMrVPpowhvW7cs-V3Q2wnW1BU1YcwXXkmis1UyGSgKpHRTBYLRksvnrwFGUh0oVNAxht1qhuEh4Ky8J8aolhxwX_giHkx84/s1600-h/n728167098_395427_7533.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFKj5HzQ63v92ldx8m4TiyAPX3B_t4p-0k4ya99RMrVPpowhvW7cs-V3Q2wnW1BU1YcwXXkmis1UyGSgKpHRTBYLRksvnrwFGUh0oVNAxht1qhuEh4Ky8J8aolhxwX_giHkx84/s400/n728167098_395427_7533.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400368792049980290" /></a>Nataliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18199521785471967093noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17157305.post-26340509503150054612009-11-02T13:19:00.001-08:002009-11-02T13:20:11.451-08:00the futurei just got really excited for when david works again and we have enough money to live in a house with room to move. i miss my large kitchen.Nataliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18199521785471967093noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17157305.post-11331251270900508052009-10-26T10:41:00.001-07:002009-10-26T10:44:13.257-07:00the good and the badgood:<br />been eating healthier. better, but not good enough yet<br />david has a job<br />we are going to california in three weeks<br />thanksgiving is 4 weeks away<br /><br />bad:<br />we are still poor<br />the car is making a jetsons-esque sound<br />my house is a mess<br /><br />i need to just get into shape so i feel better about myself. it's getting old feeling down.<br /><br />tv is the devil. it forces me to do nothing with my life.<br /><br />we've been editing photos from amy's wedding and i'm so excited about a lot of them.Nataliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18199521785471967093noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17157305.post-63210013588660926012009-10-12T12:22:00.001-07:002009-10-12T12:23:20.427-07:00sanityThis weekend we deep cleaned our entire house. Even the carpet! It feels so good to know I get get come home to an organized place. We cleaned out our spare room (finally) and now I think i'm going to enjoy working in there.Nataliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18199521785471967093noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17157305.post-45968954563420225322009-10-07T12:40:00.001-07:002009-10-07T12:42:44.885-07:00decori'm going to find a map of france just like this and cut it up and frame it to put it above the couch. i absolutely love it. i also like the big flowers- they look like they're canvas just stapled on there. plus the maps for wallpaper = a super cool idea. it's kind of like the little boy's room idea i have, but i plan on using maps of mordor and hobbiton. you know, lord of the rings? i am a nerd.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRQHfgGHnEoiExcJ781q1onGgY3JE5lRvi_e5X-PqvYUUXyb7YoRUSuLEvA4ebvfpaVgTF1IbbOD59bY6lx07W5LwL6SuxaNpu99zMWxhW1p3k8SSEm1sxorTG05Dzl31tabHd/s1600-h/Picture+7.png"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRQHfgGHnEoiExcJ781q1onGgY3JE5lRvi_e5X-PqvYUUXyb7YoRUSuLEvA4ebvfpaVgTF1IbbOD59bY6lx07W5LwL6SuxaNpu99zMWxhW1p3k8SSEm1sxorTG05Dzl31tabHd/s400/Picture+7.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389945452363286802" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwrMDo2WqkVsRQ61GJ8pMzjqyhcqBdATXGgINw338wQIRg_ijptfZrMAURNvqkcE2XFkj8gFbsRKmFv0MnbzHXVSzC-_zBMV6Y3hSMAwyiXmjYWy143aflSP3ByTVftBHVFc3R/s1600-h/french-school-map-of-paris-depicting-the-citys-famous-monuments-1882.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 313px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwrMDo2WqkVsRQ61GJ8pMzjqyhcqBdATXGgINw338wQIRg_ijptfZrMAURNvqkcE2XFkj8gFbsRKmFv0MnbzHXVSzC-_zBMV6Y3hSMAwyiXmjYWy143aflSP3ByTVftBHVFc3R/s400/french-school-map-of-paris-depicting-the-citys-famous-monuments-1882.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389945409822232866" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuEDdUmGaTitSQNHUN4Q5dhRBh-nMzgKFt4HbLkMI9X_n6-K609XpBW8oVQBpz_RMIPX8cQXjkC7g2wvt-I9FPzjFSdg2p7Fh8dZfhbRkS5AuWlAmtDnLPjXj35bi5Gn-cm4TF/s1600-h/470735516_84MYB-M.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 332px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuEDdUmGaTitSQNHUN4Q5dhRBh-nMzgKFt4HbLkMI9X_n6-K609XpBW8oVQBpz_RMIPX8cQXjkC7g2wvt-I9FPzjFSdg2p7Fh8dZfhbRkS5AuWlAmtDnLPjXj35bi5Gn-cm4TF/s400/470735516_84MYB-M.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389945351211738866" /></a><br />i really want to write a book. even if it's just a short one. sometimes i want to turn this blog into a 'book' just because i like the way i used to write. it was saucy and interesting.Nataliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18199521785471967093noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17157305.post-22524209882477420172009-09-22T07:22:00.000-07:002009-09-22T07:23:18.624-07:00hub-sandan oldie... but so cute<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh34ZkWPsEgmmskhyphenhyphenKhtd_tdePTM2mTkgeoFCViTvTa5fX7mrwW_dpaNRW46VxRuB8pf7S2Y0LfVV6yBwbMt47rHniemv3k2ZDMY_4Ik6WmhUyPbtE-XHVkXMsYwQmwEKtwV8RK/s1600-h/trev+grad+043.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh34ZkWPsEgmmskhyphenhyphenKhtd_tdePTM2mTkgeoFCViTvTa5fX7mrwW_dpaNRW46VxRuB8pf7S2Y0LfVV6yBwbMt47rHniemv3k2ZDMY_4Ik6WmhUyPbtE-XHVkXMsYwQmwEKtwV8RK/s400/trev+grad+043.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384297160364041378" /></a>Nataliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18199521785471967093noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17157305.post-4040530303882560382009-09-17T10:28:00.001-07:002009-09-17T10:31:56.506-07:00us n stuffdavid keith and i went to the utah state fair last night- it was definitely disappointing. i had such high hopes for good fried food and entertainment, but my corndog cost $6 and had bugs on it. and there were no fried twinkie/oreos to be found. so after $6 for parking and $16 for just getting in, we felt we had made a mistake. we decided to get cheescake for dessert and left but ended up running out of gas even though our car said we could still go 50 miles before filling up. brilliant.<br /><br />there are good things however.<br />clementine is cute and fun and we love her and she loves us.<br />david is in school and will be done next year.<br />we bought a rug for our living room. it makes me feel good.<br />we are going on a road trip this weekend. we live for 'travel'<br />i took some fun photos yesterday and am proud of myself for the most part.Nataliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18199521785471967093noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17157305.post-72794826701336040712009-09-14T07:18:00.000-07:002009-09-14T07:19:15.658-07:00a necessity<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNmVz5ptGIgfqN0e9Mg5cmvxn-dHqasuvSVkTf-WoEQzk3_bXHh3WZhtIMalAYAH_C7m0adOyIRmzqIndLBUXMOLGHSwLUSBDwC91WWpLtUSMWnuYtp3oW1Ut482VAHq21H0-x/s1600-h/mastering.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 280px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNmVz5ptGIgfqN0e9Mg5cmvxn-dHqasuvSVkTf-WoEQzk3_bXHh3WZhtIMalAYAH_C7m0adOyIRmzqIndLBUXMOLGHSwLUSBDwC91WWpLtUSMWnuYtp3oW1Ut482VAHq21H0-x/s400/mastering.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381327454914916802" /></a><br />i think i need thisNataliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18199521785471967093noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17157305.post-83037629813364348122009-09-01T11:54:00.000-07:002009-09-01T11:57:07.285-07:00hairs<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0fA-FAEc5Trj3BUDgHZHTvbcAhbelKb9U6Nvp4qjTjCwpFL4eLtUG-ygOnsdexb4_3WEsC_6aVHu_KnQxnKwKJ0vbxw-9tHUNI9KbyoW1agadPSouU9rx150u78Q0sQ9wOO-7/s1600-h/IMG_2420.0.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0fA-FAEc5Trj3BUDgHZHTvbcAhbelKb9U6Nvp4qjTjCwpFL4eLtUG-ygOnsdexb4_3WEsC_6aVHu_KnQxnKwKJ0vbxw-9tHUNI9KbyoW1agadPSouU9rx150u78Q0sQ9wOO-7/s400/IMG_2420.0.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376574832527204274" /></a><br />attempting to get back to this. i miss my long hair.Nataliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18199521785471967093noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17157305.post-54395011987786981872009-08-25T14:20:00.001-07:002009-08-25T14:20:46.427-07:00battle of the sexesboy friends are way better and more dependable than girl friends.Nataliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18199521785471967093noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17157305.post-35321907473448395612009-08-19T08:07:00.001-07:002009-08-19T08:07:39.183-07:00fall wedding idea board<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCdNmUZMzUX3lVLv9a6hkyYog0NIr2bUKmzLObJ5NKnHXjTw9QsxFIqoJ7FjTJR-Rc1wr8IKAdLPFfughnSvDoR_1IjxZP3HrYvAMGOdsvO27C7tof-9paM5QjxGO79V8I90Pj/s1600-h/mosaic518dccd5bb6ba0ef95b37b73ff53ef3a4d460633+(1).jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCdNmUZMzUX3lVLv9a6hkyYog0NIr2bUKmzLObJ5NKnHXjTw9QsxFIqoJ7FjTJR-Rc1wr8IKAdLPFfughnSvDoR_1IjxZP3HrYvAMGOdsvO27C7tof-9paM5QjxGO79V8I90Pj/s400/mosaic518dccd5bb6ba0ef95b37b73ff53ef3a4d460633+(1).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371691732613043698" /></a>Nataliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18199521785471967093noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17157305.post-78643585466228415662009-08-14T13:22:00.001-07:002009-08-14T13:24:10.330-07:00weekend goalswhy do they always tend to be the same thing? probably because the weekend actually comes and all i want to do is relax. well i'm setting some goals and i will try to get them done!<div><br /></div><div>move dining table.</div><div>switch living room around.</div><div>vacuum entire house</div><div>(which means i have to put my clothes that are on the floor away)</div><div>organize clothes closet.</div><div><br /></div><div>this is probably good for now. maybe i'll get in a cleaning mood and not be able to stop!</div>Nataliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18199521785471967093noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17157305.post-78127608453957786592009-08-14T09:32:00.000-07:002009-08-14T09:42:25.586-07:00someone i admirei watched chefography last night about <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ina_Garten">ina garten</a> who is my favorite person on foodnetwork. i knew a lot about her from good 'ol wikipedia, but i absolutely loved seeing photos of her growing up. her wedding pictures were probably the best part of the whole show- in every photo since then, you can tell that her and her husband really like + love each other. their relationship is pretty amazing and any couple who stays married for 40 years should recognize what an accomplishment it is. on her show she said something like,<div><br /></div><div>people always ask me what the secret is to having a happy marriage...i don't know. i would hate to have to be in a marriage where you have to work at it all the time. we just want each other to be happy</div><div><br /></div><div>i made a mental note of that quote...and wished that it was that easy for me! but it's definitely inspirational. </div>Nataliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18199521785471967093noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17157305.post-49582270089053167092009-08-10T09:02:00.001-07:002009-08-10T09:03:57.674-07:00babiesspending time with my neices always brings about mixed feelings. on the one hand, i love them and think they're hilarious, which makes me want my own children. on the other hand i see how they throw tantrums and it takes forever to get anywhere...so i wonder when i will feel ready to give myself up and focus on my own kids.Nataliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18199521785471967093noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17157305.post-61587261182312081502009-07-27T10:20:00.001-07:002009-07-27T10:21:04.599-07:00double decker bus<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijD6lgjPhe0niEoNITW6rO7vzuK7OaLIUbGyIq8m1zNGWpeDOe_7w_JinUFQwaT6N7eMssA_7TLvludODy4yz1HgISpayt7Bkolryqyx8IAC01j76XuhjAkpqFjlQ4kTAKIR6-/s1600-h/%C2%A9+Lizzie+Allen+014-+Red+Buses+%26+Black+Cabs.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 269px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijD6lgjPhe0niEoNITW6rO7vzuK7OaLIUbGyIq8m1zNGWpeDOe_7w_JinUFQwaT6N7eMssA_7TLvludODy4yz1HgISpayt7Bkolryqyx8IAC01j76XuhjAkpqFjlQ4kTAKIR6-/s400/%C2%A9+Lizzie+Allen+014-+Red+Buses+%26+Black+Cabs.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363191146686091634" /></a><br /><a href="http://www.cookiemag.com/magazine/blogs/nesting/2009/07/london-calling.html">this</a> wallpaper is so dang cute...perfect for a little boy's roomNataliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18199521785471967093noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17157305.post-57109575917949524222009-07-23T13:46:00.000-07:002009-07-23T13:49:19.970-07:00my ideal house<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZQkUzWlLXJi-rzditXW1hAAmCJL5GNiTSy7hvTleLKHkj7VoGy2hNMWYskAtTJOj1FRXu7pyCP9dVvmns8uAPMWVg7YXR4xTmyKeSluI5Yd0cu-d6-Qj8Mrrn74QuyL-_CyZP/s1600-h/Living_Etc_Design_Crush.jpg"><img style="float:left; 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