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So, come on over to &lt;a href="http://mersmemoirs.blogspot.com/"&gt;mersmemoirs.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;, follow me, and stay even more up to date on our lives!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2683988252438239768-3269791860915597646?l=carlileisle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Exhibit A: Our living room&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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I love the large accent wall, I think it provides depth and much needed color to the space. However, I despise that entertainment unit. We bought it in hopes that it would help block the sound from our loud neighbor. Didn't work. So, a year later, and a few battles through the HOA, the loud neighbor thing is solved. And I'm done with that unit. I posted it on KSL and we just sold it last weekend. Wahoo!&lt;br /&gt;
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I really wanted to use a dresser as our entertainment unit. It would have lots of storage, look like a unique piece in the space, and be sturdy. I thought that I could refinish a piece on my own. I hunted and hunted on KSL and couldn't find anything. Then I went through the whole, well I buy this ugly, it'll take me this long to refinish it, and that's just &lt;i&gt;too long&lt;/i&gt;. Plus, with my luck, it won't turn out very well and then I'll just hate the piece. So, I went over to a little refurbishing shop, that's literally 2 blocks from our house and spied this&amp;nbsp;beaut.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pWheg-JXm6A/TiT66VlXVEI/AAAAAAAAADc/zbBlADbppcs/s1600/DSC00302.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="225" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pWheg-JXm6A/TiT66VlXVEI/AAAAAAAAADc/zbBlADbppcs/s400/DSC00302.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Light blue and cobalt blue just wouldn't work. So, for the same price, the gal offered to repaint in white and gave me an option to select whatever knobs I wanted. Score! Signed, sold, delivered...almost. She would have it done for me on Thursday, but that didn't work with our schedules. So, we pick up our little beauty on Monday-ish.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Waiting sweetheart, just waiting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2683988252438239768-1835196428467624394?l=carlileisle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CkZsCR0UYNM/TjYieFU9-7I/AAAAAAAABGM/BfefRM38s8E/s1600/IMG_0676.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CkZsCR0UYNM/TjYieFU9-7I/AAAAAAAABGM/BfefRM38s8E/s400/IMG_0676.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;le stadium&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vl8lmyp3lxc/TjYievaMJiI/AAAAAAAABGQ/olFHqoq6Ur8/s1600/IMG_0678.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vl8lmyp3lxc/TjYievaMJiI/AAAAAAAABGQ/olFHqoq6Ur8/s400/IMG_0678.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Icky bug. I flung him off the blanket to go pester someone else.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PrVH5GAa-js/TjYie6fSAGI/AAAAAAAABGU/KRgSIZnqews/s1600/IMG_0679.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PrVH5GAa-js/TjYie6fSAGI/AAAAAAAABGU/KRgSIZnqews/s400/IMG_0679.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Just you know, the Bee's losing. I may have helped them win by jinxing them or something. Like 5 minutos later they went on a huge rally. You're welcome Bee's.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1aASc8OU2ks/TjYifXz_QZI/AAAAAAAABGY/nksdzwb7FzY/s1600/IMG_0681.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1aASc8OU2ks/TjYifXz_QZI/AAAAAAAABGY/nksdzwb7FzY/s400/IMG_0681.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;What would baseball be without dippin' dots? Those things are highway robbery, but soooooo good!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-astSJPQuAJs/TjYigPIYXyI/AAAAAAAABGc/BTLDegCxBYM/s1600/IMG_0682.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-astSJPQuAJs/TjYigPIYXyI/AAAAAAAABGc/BTLDegCxBYM/s400/IMG_0682.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Up to 9 runs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZqEmDDT7HyE/TjYigcCqnGI/AAAAAAAABGg/2YwGJQzDYVk/s1600/IMG_0684.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZqEmDDT7HyE/TjYigcCqnGI/AAAAAAAABGg/2YwGJQzDYVk/s400/IMG_0684.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Oh you know, just the coolest people you will ever meet (name that movie).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Just 4 years ago around this same time, we were at a baseball game. {sigh} funny how fast time flies, and how much things change in just a few years!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2683988252438239768-3134680848925119586?l=carlileisle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Mr took all my photos in the blink of an eye. I really feel a little self conscious posing and stuff but I just had to share my ensemble with you all!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I must note: It was soooooo hot today. Like insanely hot. Please excuse my sweat glistened face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2683988252438239768-3032080023005130869?l=carlileisle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/dx8IkLAl1xkncdFKIQ5K4ji0ASw/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/dx8IkLAl1xkncdFKIQ5K4ji0ASw/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/CarlileIsle/~4/jb_BGh7EIMM" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://carlileisle.blogspot.com/feeds/3032080023005130869/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://carlileisle.blogspot.com/2011/08/i-felt-so-stylish.html#comment-form" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2683988252438239768/posts/default/3032080023005130869?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2683988252438239768/posts/default/3032080023005130869?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/CarlileIsle/~3/jb_BGh7EIMM/i-felt-so-stylish.html" title="I felt so stylish" /><author><name>Meredith C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14852394584518385444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JB2r4beMIn4/Tr35QyuDPrI/AAAAAAAABXA/yBLU7kDk0Kk/s220/mer.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7gtn40cBDmQ/TjjPY4BORTI/AAAAAAAABG4/eQZmpPe8vQo/s72-c/mer+dress+1.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://carlileisle.blogspot.com/2011/08/i-felt-so-stylish.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUYMQXY7eSp7ImA9WhdRE0w.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2683988252438239768.post-4715309620422256478</id><published>2011-08-02T14:29:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-02T14:33:00.801-06:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-08-02T14:33:00.801-06:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Meredith" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Fashion" /><title>sdkjfna;fgbaerigh</title><content type="html">I never anticipated that finding the right navy blue dress would be so darn difficult.&lt;br /&gt;
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I originally bought &lt;a href="http://carlileisle.blogspot.com/2011/07/fashion-help.html"&gt;this dress&lt;/a&gt;, but when I received it in the mail, I felt totally ripped off. The fabric was thin, the construction wasn't what I expected, and worst of all, it did not fit well. It was too big in some places and too small in others. It just wasn't going to work for an entire day.&lt;br /&gt;
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So, I returned it and bought this dress:&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hquSFkmnnec/Tjhaiyj9MkI/AAAAAAAABGs/cC4ciz8ZZV0/s1600/Screen+Shot+2011-08-02+at+2.13.33+PM.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hquSFkmnnec/Tjhaiyj9MkI/AAAAAAAABGs/cC4ciz8ZZV0/s1600/Screen+Shot+2011-08-02+at+2.13.33+PM.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;The shop offers custom fit, so I measured all sorts of body parts because this dress was going to fit darnit! Well, the dress got stuck in transit. I guess the dress was made in India? Didn't know that tiny tidbit of information. As of today, my package is sitting in Kentucky. IDF;AIRH3'12Fdfsdf!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Who wants to take bets on when it will arrive? I can tell you one thing, it's not going to arrive tomorrow, the absolutely last day I could have it before departing for the trek to Washington.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I called up UPS, begging them to change the delivery address. I even offered to pay them more money to overnight it. You want to know the response? They can't change the address until the delivery guy attempts delivery. Good, I can call back and ask them to ship it to my parent's house. Welp, they can't overnight or expedite anything. So, if the delivery guy comes on Thursday, attempts the delivery, I call and change the address, there still is no possible way that my dress will make it to my parent's house by Friday. Wonderful. I literally ordered this dress 2 weeks ago. And the site promises receipt of items in 10 days.&lt;b&gt; I gave them 4 extra days and it's still not here!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;And now, I have to go hunt for &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;another &lt;/span&gt;dress. My parents are born procrastinators, and procrastinating is one thing that stresses me out, so I carefully plan and try my hardest to make sure there are no last minute hiccups, so I'm not scrambling to put everything together. Looks like I'm going to have to now. Good thing I can handle stress. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;ha ha ha! not!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;By the way, I bought/made these accessories for my ensemble.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rRS8R6NSbTk/TjhdkgKnHgI/AAAAAAAABGw/HniUgkoDwNM/s1600/gems.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rRS8R6NSbTk/TjhdkgKnHgI/AAAAAAAABGw/HniUgkoDwNM/s400/gems.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I made these last night. I thought a pop of red would be fun on my wrists!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I scored all these beads for buy 2 get 1 free at JoAnn's. Total cost was $20. Not bad huh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QpkeQZagTz0/Tjhdk6wueyI/AAAAAAAABG0/Xna3v_bnoDc/s1600/shoes.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QpkeQZagTz0/Tjhdk6wueyI/AAAAAAAABG0/Xna3v_bnoDc/s640/shoes.jpg" width="416" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Aren't these shoes beautiful? I've been wearing them to work to break them in. They are surprisingly comfortable and so so sexy.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Did I at least make good accessory choices?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2683988252438239768-4715309620422256478?l=carlileisle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/gI6TI5V9MFTRSIvO8_CmksZk4Uk/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/gI6TI5V9MFTRSIvO8_CmksZk4Uk/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/CarlileIsle/~4/o-07vMSlsXo" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://carlileisle.blogspot.com/feeds/4715309620422256478/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://carlileisle.blogspot.com/2011/08/sdkjfnafgbaerigh.html#comment-form" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2683988252438239768/posts/default/4715309620422256478?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2683988252438239768/posts/default/4715309620422256478?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/CarlileIsle/~3/o-07vMSlsXo/sdkjfnafgbaerigh.html" title="sdkjfna;fgbaerigh" /><author><name>Meredith C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14852394584518385444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JB2r4beMIn4/Tr35QyuDPrI/AAAAAAAABXA/yBLU7kDk0Kk/s220/mer.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hquSFkmnnec/Tjhaiyj9MkI/AAAAAAAABGs/cC4ciz8ZZV0/s72-c/Screen+Shot+2011-08-02+at+2.13.33+PM.png" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://carlileisle.blogspot.com/2011/08/sdkjfnafgbaerigh.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0EHSHY-eCp7ImA9WhdREkg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2683988252438239768.post-8884603066782165626</id><published>2011-08-01T12:18:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-01T20:20:39.850-06:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-08-01T20:20:39.850-06:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="city life" /><title>Oh I love thee farmers market!</title><content type="html">We took Brett's bro, Ryan, to the farmers market to enjoy some tasty grub and &lt;strike&gt;hippy&lt;/strike&gt; people watching.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ToiYFUoZemQ/TjYg_YpT5iI/AAAAAAAABFw/uXm1XavJAys/s1600/IMG_0664.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ToiYFUoZemQ/TjYg_YpT5iI/AAAAAAAABFw/uXm1XavJAys/s400/IMG_0664.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Brett let Jazzy loose in the dog park area. She wasn't a super huge fan. My dog is a people person!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NWL8ZqstVgs/TjYg_08b7nI/AAAAAAAABF0/t-C09pl9CBM/s1600/IMG_0665.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NWL8ZqstVgs/TjYg_08b7nI/AAAAAAAABF0/t-C09pl9CBM/s400/IMG_0665.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;That dude was on stilts, I have no idea why.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-thngOfZ284Y/TjYhAM7n11I/AAAAAAAABF4/9DJAa-r4lbI/s1600/IMG_0666.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-thngOfZ284Y/TjYhAM7n11I/AAAAAAAABF4/9DJAa-r4lbI/s400/IMG_0666.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Jazzers and the Mr&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-p5Nt17nxkLU/TjYhAsQySdI/AAAAAAAABF8/A93Nd6sqQdA/s1600/IMG_0667.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-p5Nt17nxkLU/TjYhAsQySdI/AAAAAAAABF8/A93Nd6sqQdA/s400/IMG_0667.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I've been craving rainier cherries this entire summer. Finally found some and bought them. YUMMY!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;PS Never wear two chain necklaces. They get twisted! Such a mess!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lUx2_y6CTxg/TjYhBHIHfxI/AAAAAAAABGA/caWXNsZKPQA/s1600/IMG_0669.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lUx2_y6CTxg/TjYhBHIHfxI/AAAAAAAABGA/caWXNsZKPQA/s400/IMG_0669.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We accidentally hopped on a University train. So we got off at Gallivan plaza and waited for another train.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CGlJbuthTis/TjYhBj73mpI/AAAAAAAABGE/yDPTLswLEpA/s1600/IMG_0671.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CGlJbuthTis/TjYhBj73mpI/AAAAAAAABGE/yDPTLswLEpA/s400/IMG_0671.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Coconut, almond chocolate chip cookie. From &lt;a href="http://www.rubysnap.com/"&gt;Ruby Snap&lt;/a&gt;. Delicious!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2iSIQa7Vsuw/TjYhCBUI3TI/AAAAAAAABGI/MdHMXHBEpwE/s1600/IMG_0674.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2iSIQa7Vsuw/TjYhCBUI3TI/AAAAAAAABGI/MdHMXHBEpwE/s400/IMG_0674.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I'm on a train!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;And I don't want my picture taken.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2683988252438239768-8884603066782165626?l=carlileisle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/uRjix_11l47f3MyjKLJnQuOqBuQ/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/uRjix_11l47f3MyjKLJnQuOqBuQ/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/CarlileIsle/~4/7IgorPHINAo" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://carlileisle.blogspot.com/feeds/8884603066782165626/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://carlileisle.blogspot.com/2011/08/oh-i-love-thee-farmers-market.html#comment-form" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2683988252438239768/posts/default/8884603066782165626?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2683988252438239768/posts/default/8884603066782165626?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/CarlileIsle/~3/7IgorPHINAo/oh-i-love-thee-farmers-market.html" title="Oh I love thee farmers market!" /><author><name>Meredith C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14852394584518385444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JB2r4beMIn4/Tr35QyuDPrI/AAAAAAAABXA/yBLU7kDk0Kk/s220/mer.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ToiYFUoZemQ/TjYg_YpT5iI/AAAAAAAABFw/uXm1XavJAys/s72-c/IMG_0664.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://carlileisle.blogspot.com/2011/08/oh-i-love-thee-farmers-market.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkYBRHo5eyp7ImA9WhdREUo.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2683988252438239768.post-4397483801692154889</id><published>2011-07-31T21:42:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-07-31T21:42:35.423-06:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-07-31T21:42:35.423-06:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Meredith" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="crafts" /><title>Recent Domesticities</title><content type="html">Thanks to my friends, I've been a lot more crafty lately.&lt;br /&gt;
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Here are some of the things I've created!&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bzrJPRfS3_Q/TjYeXPaADTI/AAAAAAAABFg/lZo29IXUp_U/s1600/IMG_0649.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bzrJPRfS3_Q/TjYeXPaADTI/AAAAAAAABFg/lZo29IXUp_U/s640/IMG_0649.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Bib necklace. I kinda made up the design, I think it's pretty cute though!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FksWDXzXdds/TjYeXgySgwI/AAAAAAAABFk/cKli51tCoI0/s1600/IMG_0650.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FksWDXzXdds/TjYeXgySgwI/AAAAAAAABFk/cKli51tCoI0/s640/IMG_0650.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Canvas wall art. I painted these a month or two ago but couldn't decide where to hang them. Now, they are on the wall outside our bedroom. Perfect place!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SHc2BhtkIwY/TjYeYWCC0DI/AAAAAAAABFo/DgwyYAmcQeQ/s1600/IMG_0651.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SHc2BhtkIwY/TjYeYWCC0DI/AAAAAAAABFo/DgwyYAmcQeQ/s640/IMG_0651.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Well, I made the bed, much puntos there. But I painted those letters and hung them above the bed! I feel like our room is 90% complete. Alls we need is a nightstand and lamp for Brett!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PSq_LyjhAS0/TjYeZzRGogI/AAAAAAAABFs/8mWhiw5qTUc/s1600/IMG_0652.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PSq_LyjhAS0/TjYeZzRGogI/AAAAAAAABFs/8mWhiw5qTUc/s640/IMG_0652.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Brett's lobster birthday burger. The most fantastic part was the corn guacamole. You can find the recipe &lt;a href="http://www.foodnetwork.com/recipes/bobby-flay/grilled-lobster-sandwich-with-charred-corn-and-avocado-salsa-recipe/index.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. The burger would have been better if I had actually steamed the lobster, then grilled it. I guess I missed that part in the recipe. Me and cooking seafood just don't mix. Unless it's shrimp. Or halibut. Or salmon. That's pretty much it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;More posts to follow. Since we're down to 1 computer, it's kind of hard to blog when Mr has it for class, which has been everyday for the last 6 weeks. But, I have a plan to remedy that!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2683988252438239768-4397483801692154889?l=carlileisle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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The puppies thoroughly enjoy all the sniffs, sounds and places to mark on the walks. I never thought a girl dog would mark, but Jazzy has sure picked up some strange habits from the even stranger Milo. And here I am, talking about where my dogs pee on my blog. Sorry, TMI? Yup.&lt;br /&gt;
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I decided to take some pictures of our walk, for documentation sake. Mr's iPhone 4 really did the trick. Did you know there's a zoom lens on that thing? I feel a little gilted with my 3GS after playing around on his 4. Could September please come if only to figure out what the next iPhone will be like?&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Have I turned into enough of a Mac nerd yet?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kc8QGjXT8Qc/TizpnZMokHI/AAAAAAAABE0/F75yNw0-Xyw/s1600/IMG_0375.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kc8QGjXT8Qc/TizpnZMokHI/AAAAAAAABE0/F75yNw0-Xyw/s640/IMG_0375.jpg" width="478" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;the creek&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yaYddHNTvew/TizppUC-FDI/AAAAAAAABE4/f1shAUAQA3M/s1600/IMG_0377.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yaYddHNTvew/TizppUC-FDI/AAAAAAAABE4/f1shAUAQA3M/s640/IMG_0377.jpg" width="478" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;pretty, pokey flower&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5nGGnEkabu8/Tizpreu3geI/AAAAAAAABE8/DjCJqiFzmlE/s1600/IMG_0379.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5nGGnEkabu8/Tizpreu3geI/AAAAAAAABE8/DjCJqiFzmlE/s640/IMG_0379.jpg" width="478" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;my little hunteress&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TKK6_Ff0nmQ/TizptR7uGPI/AAAAAAAABFA/ERFzzlIjtrM/s1600/IMG_0380.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TKK6_Ff0nmQ/TizptR7uGPI/AAAAAAAABFA/ERFzzlIjtrM/s640/IMG_0380.jpg" width="478" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Ain't she so cute? She has an abnormally long tongue for such a little dog&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iriL_YgDd7o/TizpvptwPDI/AAAAAAAABFE/Zx37rNqbY2Q/s1600/IMG_0382.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iriL_YgDd7o/TizpvptwPDI/AAAAAAAABFE/Zx37rNqbY2Q/s640/IMG_0382.jpg" width="478" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;the creek and the path. Utar is exceptionally green this for this time of year&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yoMaQAnmZ2k/TizpxhQgirI/AAAAAAAABFI/tu635cdFA9c/s1600/IMG_0383.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yoMaQAnmZ2k/TizpxhQgirI/AAAAAAAABFI/tu635cdFA9c/s640/IMG_0383.jpg" width="478" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;pack mule Mr, we like to keep the dogs hydrated, so we bring water along for them&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MPsGE4voZMw/TizpzUaXowI/AAAAAAAABFM/u34bzckx3k4/s1600/IMG_0384.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MPsGE4voZMw/TizpzUaXowI/AAAAAAAABFM/u34bzckx3k4/s640/IMG_0384.jpg" width="478" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;my little bubsy. I don't play favorites. Really. Ok maybe. Just a little. Ok, a lot!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NoEfC47mlh4/Tizp1YXHECI/AAAAAAAABFQ/yPZaTLSI3g4/s1600/IMG_0385.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NoEfC47mlh4/Tizp1YXHECI/AAAAAAAABFQ/yPZaTLSI3g4/s640/IMG_0385.jpg" width="478" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Milo wolf. After about 30 minutes he slows down and will walk a few feet, then come back and walk next to us. He's such a little sweetheart. To us, and a few others that have made his approved list of people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j8b6VdOIz8s/Tizp5awiruI/AAAAAAAABFU/1QEtsc75Smo/s1600/IMG_0386.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j8b6VdOIz8s/Tizp5awiruI/AAAAAAAABFU/1QEtsc75Smo/s640/IMG_0386.jpg" width="478" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;He's always playing catch up to her. Jazzy could walk for MILES&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Anywho, I went to my friend &lt;a href="http://fullmersplusoskar.blogspot.com/"&gt;Katie&lt;/a&gt;'s birthday party for her adorable little girl on Saturday. She's turning 2! And I remember when they got married! I was the only girl at Josh's bachelor party. Oh, those were the days!&lt;br /&gt;
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Then we went to Harry Potter 7.2. It was WONDERFUL! Exactly what I wanted to see out of the last part of the 7th book. And I did tear up. Brett made fun of me. But you know what, it's just different when you see it acted out. 'nuff said. Go see it. You'll love it! We made shirts on Friday night, and I don't even care that I did, because I'm that nerdy and I embrace it! Ok? k.&lt;br /&gt;
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We just chilled on Sunday. It's so nice to just have lazy days. {{I'm watching E! and they just said Daniel Radcliffe is turning 22! He was such a baby when he started Harry Potter 10 years ago!}} And, that was our weekend.&lt;br /&gt;
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I had a serious case of the Mondays today. It's rough having a great weekend and then going back to reality. Work, work, work. Oh well, in a few weeks we'll be taking a break and heading to Seattle!&lt;br /&gt;
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Oh yeah, Brett had his man weekend and went camping. And it wouldn't be a camping trip without da Milo. He dragged his bed out to the car, he was bound and determined to &lt;i&gt;not&lt;/i&gt; miss camping with Brett.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;No mom, we didn't get a new car, this is Brett's friend Kyle's car. Now I know that you do, actually, read my blog.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2683988252438239768-8038661946576564362?l=carlileisle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/_0W4RiG6z67kzUa2u0x5q_oElz8/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/_0W4RiG6z67kzUa2u0x5q_oElz8/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/CarlileIsle/~4/pUmjP6BLaC4" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://carlileisle.blogspot.com/feeds/8038661946576564362/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://carlileisle.blogspot.com/2011/07/weekend.html#comment-form" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2683988252438239768/posts/default/8038661946576564362?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2683988252438239768/posts/default/8038661946576564362?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/CarlileIsle/~3/pUmjP6BLaC4/weekend.html" title="THE weekend" /><author><name>Meredith C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14852394584518385444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JB2r4beMIn4/Tr35QyuDPrI/AAAAAAAABXA/yBLU7kDk0Kk/s220/mer.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-94vjPlAetlo/TiUIICEJC3I/AAAAAAAABEE/5PN8yiMpUoE/s72-c/IMG_0636.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://carlileisle.blogspot.com/2011/07/weekend.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEUBRXc4fSp7ImA9WhdTFks.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2683988252438239768.post-2739891150231227371</id><published>2011-07-14T11:57:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-07-14T11:57:34.935-06:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-07-14T11:57:34.935-06:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="ramblings" /><title>days daze</title><content type="html">I'm in a days daze. I keep on forgetting what day it actually is this week! What is going on? Tuesday I could have sworn it was Thursday. Yesterday I thought it was Friday. Today, I've thought it was both Wednesday and Friday, not Thursday, my favorite day!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Let's recap why I may be so confused about the days this week:&lt;br /&gt;
- 3 day weekend last week, it always throws me off&lt;br /&gt;
- waking up every morning and battling with Jazzy to pee outside, it's always the same routine every. day.&lt;br /&gt;
- cleaning our floors, caulking the space between our baseboards and the tile in hopes to combat our new ant problem yesterday, a chore I usually save for the weekends&lt;br /&gt;
- having to go to a work meeting last night&lt;br /&gt;
- Brett's new school schedule for the next few weeks has him now in class Monday, Wednesday &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;and &lt;/span&gt;Thursday instead of just Thursday&lt;br /&gt;
- could the spray paint fumes from spraying my picture frames silver caused this entire issue?&lt;br /&gt;
- moving around spreadsheet cells and wishing for them all to be in the same month (I'm not going to explain that one)&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I am a little sad that I'm pretty much a school/work widow during the week. And since Mr. is taking night classes in the fall, every night except Friday, I'm going to need a lot of crafts to keep me busy.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;How did I just go from talking about days of the week to school? Friday, please come alreadyyyyyyy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Ooh, we are seeing the Harry Potter 7 Part 2 on &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Saturday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;! Maybe that's why I've been wishing my week away...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2683988252438239768-2739891150231227371?l=carlileisle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;
So, our landscapers are horrible, I mean horrible. They are so lazy, mow the lawn so terribly and never clean up their mess. This means that we, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I mean I&lt;/span&gt;, have to clean up all the dead grass and crap that collects after their massacre to our lawn. Saturday, I decided to do this. Brett had to work, so he said good bye to me in the backyard and let me know that he was going to leave the dogs out in the yard with me.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Well, he locked the back door, and the fence was locked. So, the poochies and I were trapped in the backyard. &lt;b&gt;I had a minor freak out.&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;I mean, Brett was at work, then he was going golfing, we could be outside for a very long time. Nope, that was not going to happen! I took matters into my own hands and climbed onto one of our chairs and the grill, and balanced myself on the fence and hopped over. I don't hop fences people. I'm a whole 5'3", it's not that easy for me. I begged one of our neighbors to borrow their phone and call my locksmith, a.k.a Brett.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Well, since it wasn't my phone (hello, my phone was in the house), he wouldn't answer the random phone call that was coming through on his phone. I must have called him 3 times. He didn't answer at all. Great. I called his work, begged to speak to a supervisor and pleaded with him to find Brett and tell him to come home and let me in. Thank goodness work people answer phones.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The neighbors were nice enough to give me some water and I went back to the yard to check on the dogs. Milo was freaking out, barking, whining, the crazy dog works. Jazzy slinked under the fence and now I had to watch her. Even better. I waited for probably an hour or something, and then I went back to the neighbors to give it another try. He answered! Then hung up on me. I called back and told him to get his arse home and let me in! He did. &lt;b&gt;Thank goodness&lt;/b&gt;. I finally got in the house and took the nap I wanted to have before I was trapped outside. I spent 1.5 hours outside from start to finish. Yeeks.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Brett felt really bad. I was really mad. But, we're both over it now.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Here's me re-enacting climbing the fence:&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-szASMLl1-5c/Th0lM3e5GRI/AAAAAAAABD4/qWC8LsmgGeg/s1600/IMG_0630.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-szASMLl1-5c/Th0lM3e5GRI/AAAAAAAABD4/qWC8LsmgGeg/s640/IMG_0630.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YII5ac54O2E/Th0lOMcslyI/AAAAAAAABD8/x3y2gQgUZ9Y/s1600/IMG_0631.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YII5ac54O2E/Th0lOMcslyI/AAAAAAAABD8/x3y2gQgUZ9Y/s640/IMG_0631.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Thanks Mom for the plow horse legs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nn4Qm6y4S3Q/Th0lPujh13I/AAAAAAAABEA/EDfyFh1rBhc/s1600/IMG_0632.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nn4Qm6y4S3Q/Th0lPujh13I/AAAAAAAABEA/EDfyFh1rBhc/s640/IMG_0632.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Trying to balance on the fence. It was scary. Do you like my bun? I loved it so much I wore another bun today. Love it. So easy and cute!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And that's the story.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Next weekend, I'm so, so, so excited for the Harry Potter 7 Part 2 premier and, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt;! The Nordstrom Anniversary sale starts! Could the weekend be any more delicious?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2683988252438239768-6823492936348801642?l=carlileisle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rFDZ8BQkxZ8/Thsw7LQIJaI/AAAAAAAABD0/BCY4-3toe2M/s1600/613_1_.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rFDZ8BQkxZ8/Thsw7LQIJaI/AAAAAAAABD0/BCY4-3toe2M/s1600/613_1_.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And I can't seem to find shoes that will go with it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I was thinking a nude wedge?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Any ideas would be greatly appreciated, as would accessorie ideas too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2683988252438239768-4253676214165338826?l=carlileisle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;
You know you're getting old when you are kind of hesitant to go to concerts because you don't want to deal with all the people. Yeah, that was my thinking. But, I bucked up and went anyway. If the sound system wasn't so crappy, it probably would have been 10 times more enjoyable, and if the guy standing next to me didn't dance to the music like a total spaz. He was all about the fist pump. Jersey is how many miles away from SLC?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Either way, we enjoyed seeing Manchester Orchestra. The venue was pretty small, which made it nice because even though the sound system sucked, we could still hear them pretty well. We thoroughly enjoyed it. And since then, I've had this song stuck in my head. I'm obsessed. Seriously obsessed.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/PaMiVDZu_T4" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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And to think that a year ago, I was telling Brett that I wasn't a fan. Now, I'm worried they are going to sell out and go too mainstream like Taking Back Sunday. Don't get me started. Anywho, Manchester, we love you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2683988252438239768-1436960257533525904?l=carlileisle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Plus, to sit and just watch all the hippies? Bliss. Pure bliss. I do so love the farmers market in all it's city-hippy-tasty glory!&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-X5qR_z2qk8Y/ThDthXsHpBI/AAAAAAAABDI/GtkJcyjNCos/s1600/Summer+2011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="492" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-X5qR_z2qk8Y/ThDthXsHpBI/AAAAAAAABDI/GtkJcyjNCos/s640/Summer+2011.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;From L to R, T to B: The craziness around the food lane; My falafel pita, I also converted my friends Katie &amp;amp; Leandra; My henna tattoos! Don't worry dad, they are temporary! Brett, relaxing in the lawn; Brett's pulled pork a.k.a man food; Jazzy chomping down on her Texas taffy (beef jerky stick). The dogs always consume these in .62 seconds.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2683988252438239768-1237383648786696397?l=carlileisle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;I have been overcome with empathy and sorrow for the tragedies you have experienced this week. I am so sorry that such sad things have happened to such good people.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;While I may not know or fully understand your loss, I truly care for you and I hope your hearts will heal quickly and you will be able to live your lives without continued pain and sorrow.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;May you remember that this life is about experiences that will bring you growth and strength. And one day, you will be able to see your little, precious souls again. But for now they are with a loving Father in heaven, where they are free of sadness and grief.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;With all my love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Meredith&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2683988252438239768-1663606239066349679?l=carlileisle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Lesson Number Uno&lt;/b&gt;: &lt;i&gt;In more sketchy restaurants, always order the most popular item on the menu.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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I thought I'd learned this lesson after experiencing the most awful food poisoning of my life. It happened the night before my last final during sophomore year, right before I was to fly home with my friend to Seattle for Christmas. I blame myself for eating a rice bowl at Panda Express. Who orders a rice bowl at Panda? Like no one, except my hungry-crazed-dieting self in 2006. It was healthier, &lt;i&gt;duuuuuh&lt;/i&gt;. Too bad e&lt;i&gt;veryone&lt;/i&gt; orders the orange chicken. I forgot that little tidbit and went for the rice bowl and veggies. Poor Americans, they prefer deep fried and glazed "chicken" versus veggies. I suffered for their poor eating habits. I've never eaten an ounce of the Panda since.&lt;br /&gt;
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I think I may not return to Lonestar after this one. Who orders veggie tacos? No one. Except me. I suffered for it. Again.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Don't repeat my mistake&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Stupid food poisoning&lt;br /&gt;
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In other news, my sister's wedding invites were printed today and they turned out &lt;b&gt;beautiful&lt;/b&gt;! I'm so excited for her to see them!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2683988252438239768-7232042103632265042?l=carlileisle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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This weekend was a weekend of food. We decided to crash at my uncle Mike's house in Spanish Fork to shorten the drive the next day. On our way to Spanish Fork we stopped and had din din at this cute little place, &lt;a href="http://sammyscafe.blogspot.com/"&gt;Sammy's&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;
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I had an amazing veggie burger, Brett had a regular burger, and we both had shakes. Me, a coconut cream pie shake, OMFG, it was AMAZING! Brett had a chocolate shake and he devoured it. And the fries, wow! It was eating a jo jo! Num num!&lt;br /&gt;
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Saturday we tried out this tasty pizza joint in Draper, &lt;a href="http://nicolitaliapizzeria.com/"&gt;Nicolitalia&lt;/a&gt;, on our way to the reception. Their pizza was pretty good, I loved the crust! The best part were these things called scarpas, the were yummmmmmmy! We'll be going back, and if we want to do something on our own, we'll just buy some of their pizza dough. Score!&lt;br /&gt;
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Sunday, Brett decided to be nice and make me breakfast. I decided to just eat a leftover cinnamon roll but he wanted some breakfast burritos. He forgot about the bacon and burned it on the stove. Our house stank like a fry kitchen the entire day. Ergo, I smelled like a fry kitchen. Thank goodness we walked the dogs to air ourselves out!&lt;br /&gt;
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And that was our weekend, in food!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2683988252438239768-7899098048925061936?l=carlileisle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Yes, I took that picture at 5:41 in the pm, I was stopped at a light, don't get all upset that I'm playing with my phone while driving, ok? ok.&lt;br /&gt;
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But, 7 in the pm rolled around and it was still 97 degrees! Youza! Does anyone else think we're going to have a hot summer in gold ol' Utar?&lt;br /&gt;
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And does anyone else think that young mothers are incapable of accepting help? Lemme tell you a quick story. I was zooming through Costco, picking up my supplies and this gal was pushing a stroller, pulling a cart and her husband also had another cart. There was a Costco train approaching in the dairy section and I wanted to beat it to the station. I tried to sneak around her and her&amp;nbsp;menagerie&amp;nbsp;of children and meat to grab my unsalted butter and she had parked her train right in front of the door! Don't get me started on the selfish nature of Idaho/Utah people. Anyway, I opened the door, and since I figured she wanted some too, I offered her some butta. I said "here", and held out a package of butter for her. And do you know her response? "Oh, no thanks, I'm going to grab a lot more than that." So, I took my one package of butter and closed the door on her. Rude? Maybe&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;, but she started it&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;
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Sometimes I get the impression that women who have children look down on other women who have not born children yet. I'm sorry, I didn't become a child breeder at the age of 20 but it doesn't mean I'm inferior because I don't have kids.&lt;br /&gt;
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I've experienced this so much with women with kids, especially women with babies. Can't you just accept some help? I'm happy to help! While I may not have children of my own yet, it doesn't mean I'm insensitive to your situation and just how hard raising children can be at times. But nope. All I get is a "Oh, no thanks."&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;And, it's now Friday afternoon and we get to go to a wedding in Manti tomorrow!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Yay for experiencing new places in Utah and for Brett's friend, who is&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;finally&lt;/b&gt; getting married!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2683988252438239768-5509686245098936270?l=carlileisle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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I am so excited to share with you my craft! It's that necklace hook!&lt;br /&gt;
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All I did was paint a plaque I found at Michael's for $1.50 and modge podged a piece of scrapbook paper on it. Then Brett helped me drill some holes and I used cabinet door pulls as the hooks. The whole project cost me about $16, the hooks were the most expensive. BUT we are going to use the remaining hooks on the cabinets in our bathroom to see how we like them. So, it's a win-win.&lt;br /&gt;
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A lesson I learned: modge podge and I are going to have to get better acquainted. Luckily the bubbles on this project went away (after some surgery with an exacto knife), but now I know to put a whole bunch of modge podge on the &lt;b&gt;back&lt;/b&gt; of the paper!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2683988252438239768-9003368607979926167?l=carlileisle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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It's getting hot outside but I still must sleep with a sheet, blanket and even my down comforter at times. I need that dense, heavy feeling to feel secure enough to relax.&lt;br /&gt;
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Mr. says he doesn't like the covers, but &lt;b&gt;every&lt;/b&gt; morning, I wake up and he's all wrapped up in said covers and my cheeks are to the wind. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I think it's the cold bum that wakes me up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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My boss texting me work assignments. I think that's weird enough. But, I'm glad I work with people that embrace technology.&lt;br /&gt;
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Every morning I wash my face at our sink and every night I wash my face during my shower. And, every night I leave my face wash on the counter. Tonight I was able to reach it. In the past, I've had to yell "Breeeeeeet" repeatedly until he comes and passes me my soap. What a stud!&lt;br /&gt;
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Mr. doesn't like to do the dishes but he's been stepping up and doing them after I cook a meal. Have I finally gotten him trained? I don't know yet, but I likes it! It's weird that I've relinquished the control over how clean the dishes must be too. I just let him do his thang.&lt;br /&gt;
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My weird take on words: lurve, totes, awk, obs, pupper...I could go on but I always seem to blank on my vocab when I write posts like this.&lt;br /&gt;
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Watching the Bachelorette. Ashley is weird. She's kind of cold. I'm not a fan. I only made it through an hour before I changed the channel.&lt;br /&gt;
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I may be 24, but my pizza face would suggest that I'm a 13 year old girl in the height of puberty. &lt;br /&gt;
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Whenever I type my name in my phone it suggests I change it to "Meredith Arline." Awesome.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;What are your weird things from today?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Or even this week?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Or ever?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2683988252438239768-8163492427401021679?l=carlileisle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nPdgRgjccjY/Tf5zLNXmYXI/AAAAAAAABCI/gvWQ3rVJKQs/s1600/Tonto.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="270" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nPdgRgjccjY/Tf5zLNXmYXI/AAAAAAAABCI/gvWQ3rVJKQs/s400/Tonto.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;On a hike in Arizona&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-M5aJd2STTks/Tf5zG6wFT5I/AAAAAAAABB8/hF4-V6NqYzY/s1600/My+Past+154.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-M5aJd2STTks/Tf5zG6wFT5I/AAAAAAAABB8/hF4-V6NqYzY/s400/My+Past+154.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;with the arc de triomphe behind us&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2bxFjgeYstI/Tf5zJd_sI1I/AAAAAAAABCA/M7p6UrrSPu4/s1600/My+Past+120.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2bxFjgeYstI/Tf5zJd_sI1I/AAAAAAAABCA/M7p6UrrSPu4/s400/My+Past+120.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;versaille&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dy37LZVsLkk/Tf5zNKVc0QI/AAAAAAAABCM/7ENVo6RUFJM/s1600/030.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dy37LZVsLkk/Tf5zNKVc0QI/AAAAAAAABCM/7ENVo6RUFJM/s400/030.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;college graduation&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ceofbgnjbaQ/Tf5zUBF1_3I/AAAAAAAABCU/ygwUjN3-I_U/s1600/k_custom.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ceofbgnjbaQ/Tf5zUBF1_3I/AAAAAAAABCU/ygwUjN3-I_U/s400/k_custom.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love you and thank you for the life you've given me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2683988252438239768-1374824275698908078?l=carlileisle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--jcMSaGoIB8/Tfu4CEFO5GI/AAAAAAAABBw/wTJAJmq6SGs/s1600/DSC_0004.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="424" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--jcMSaGoIB8/Tfu4CEFO5GI/AAAAAAAABBw/wTJAJmq6SGs/s640/DSC_0004.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;-Milo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2683988252438239768-3349699616715304222?l=carlileisle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Anywho, my Sundays go a little like dis:&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-o0NtBzCF0XY/Tfg15d_oTQI/AAAAAAAABBQ/pWB7GwKyvKg/s1600/DSC_0013.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-o0NtBzCF0XY/Tfg15d_oTQI/AAAAAAAABBQ/pWB7GwKyvKg/s400/DSC_0013.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;mix up some brownies&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CwnI17p-INM/Tfg17j5m2FI/AAAAAAAABBU/FZye830wLbs/s1600/DSC_0014.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CwnI17p-INM/Tfg17j5m2FI/AAAAAAAABBU/FZye830wLbs/s400/DSC_0014.jpg" width="265" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;"clean" the spoon. I wanted Brett to take my picture but he was busy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;respect the note dudes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JtYjw9czXwM/Tfg1-40iLpI/AAAAAAAABBY/xL5BojdU7nY/s1600/DSC_0019.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JtYjw9czXwM/Tfg1-40iLpI/AAAAAAAABBY/xL5BojdU7nY/s400/DSC_0019.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;bake!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MSm-Wa45wx4/Tfg2Bhj36mI/AAAAAAAABBc/HLLCxQgabgg/s1600/DSC_0020.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MSm-Wa45wx4/Tfg2Bhj36mI/AAAAAAAABBc/HLLCxQgabgg/s400/DSC_0020.jpg" width="265" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;keep Jazzy out of the trash. she's always on the hunt for butter wrappers.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;and trip over Milo while he begs for crumbs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VZElhuPEnNo/Tfg2KN-TdqI/AAAAAAAABBo/agNgG3JN1Cg/s1600/DSC_0026.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VZElhuPEnNo/Tfg2KN-TdqI/AAAAAAAABBo/agNgG3JN1Cg/s400/DSC_0026.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;yup, I mixed those brownies into chocolate chip cookie dough&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;here's the &lt;a href="http://picky-palate.com/2011/05/12/brownie-chunk-and-chocolate-chip-cookies/"&gt;recipe&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1eXMJYKFiJ4/Tfg2MgchyII/AAAAAAAABBs/8JJGnEDCEk4/s1600/DSC_0028.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1eXMJYKFiJ4/Tfg2MgchyII/AAAAAAAABBs/8JJGnEDCEk4/s320/DSC_0028.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;ohmyfreakinggoodness are they good&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;And I had leftover brownies, which I've been snacking on for the last two days. Shhhhhh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mAt9UJnqWvE/Tfg2EEMDodI/AAAAAAAABBg/SJD20mlR0Bk/s1600/DSC_0022.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mAt9UJnqWvE/Tfg2EEMDodI/AAAAAAAABBg/SJD20mlR0Bk/s400/DSC_0022.jpg" width="265" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;listen to the ting tingaling of my new wind chime that I scored for $8!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_qDPsexHw9o/Tfg2Gay7cmI/AAAAAAAABBk/LC9U1TAMuv4/s1600/DSC_0024.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="264" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_qDPsexHw9o/Tfg2Gay7cmI/AAAAAAAABBk/LC9U1TAMuv4/s400/DSC_0024.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;so pretty! now, there's a hummingbird that likes to fly around the chime. how lovely!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And that's how Sundays go!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2683988252438239768-2586358312990672424?l=carlileisle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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We made one turn around the market, it was full of so many booths, people, dogs and kids, it was a lot!&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n6t8XC-goVw/TfVOsmOagZI/AAAAAAAABAo/EIM7JrbtSyc/s1600/IMG_0572.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n6t8XC-goVw/TfVOsmOagZI/AAAAAAAABAo/EIM7JrbtSyc/s400/IMG_0572.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I got some tasty pumpkin tea bread as a snack. Sooooooo good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7FIuGo8WtNc/TfVOvm2RheI/AAAAAAAABAs/YVnUls5aApc/s1600/IMG_0573.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7FIuGo8WtNc/TfVOvm2RheI/AAAAAAAABAs/YVnUls5aApc/s400/IMG_0573.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Jazzy would sneak in little rolls in the grass while we were walking around the market, so I sat in the grass next to the bums to let her roll around while I ate my bread.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Jazzy was a good little market pal! She got to meet so many new dogs and even made a friend with a little boy who was &lt;b&gt;dying&lt;/b&gt; to pet her. I was so surprised at how well she behaved with little kids. No barking, nipping or anything, just a disinterest in them. But that's Jazzy, she only likes affection from Brett and I.&lt;br /&gt;
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We found a really cool pet food stand with all natural food and treats. They gave me a sample and I fed some to Jazz, she loved it! And no allergic reaction! Since it's way less expensive than the food she's currently eating, and since Milo enjoyed it too, we're going to switch to that once we're low on food. Unfortunately, we &lt;i&gt;just &lt;/i&gt;bought more food for Milo. Of course.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-K6HkAhatGR8/TfVPESdFsSI/AAAAAAAABBI/ituE9ztxwzI/s1600/IMG_0588.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-K6HkAhatGR8/TfVPESdFsSI/AAAAAAAABBI/ituE9ztxwzI/s320/IMG_0588.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I bought some beautiful "Wyomatoes," so I made a pita with them. Oh my goodness! These tomatoes were delicious! It's unbelievable how much better fresh, organic tomatoes taste. Yum-o!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Next time, I'm hoping I can find some asparagus, and other greens. Oh, and a henna tattoo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2683988252438239768-3716152181638269206?l=carlileisle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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