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Camila has made a new BFF, her cousin Gaby!&amp;nbsp; They are merely 10 month difference in age and they play so well together. Correction... when they don't want to play with the same thing that is. Let's just say there has been pinching and hair pulling when they first played together but they have now learned to get along. :)&lt;br /&gt;
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I just love to see these two little girls play together... Gaby and Mila are new BFF! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2208704130482128893-6206116979172442460?l=www.lorenablog.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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I am a big breakfast fan and this time I wanted to try something new so when I saw "divorced eggs" on the menu I just had to try them. They were relish! :) I didn't know even eggs had marriage problems. lol&lt;br /&gt;
Shopping was fun and so was sight seeing... I didn't want to leave but know I will be back soon. There is still so many places I would love to see and photograph. :) Thanks sister for the great time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2208704130482128893-6922497227673128852?l=www.lorenablog.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Today marks the first day of the knockout stage and my nerves can barely take it anymore… but I wouldn’t have it any other way!!!! For those of you whose team has made it this far Congrats and may the best teams move on to the Quarter-Finals! The great thing is you can always choose a favorite to win in every single game.&lt;br /&gt;
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Not to brag but three of my favorites have made it through so this has been an amazing week full of screams and happiness! My singing voice can’t take it much more but it will have to tough it out. (haha yeah, I like to think I have a singing voice)&lt;br /&gt;
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WOOHOO… Enjoy the second stage where there are no ties, the losers go home and the winners celebrate like there’s no tomorrow!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2208704130482128893-851425038457387932?l=www.lorenablog.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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As my undying love for All Things Cute And Tiny is an obvious one… I have decided to make it a habit to post my little creates more often. I mean, who doesn’t want to get a healthy dose of cuteness once in a while… I know I do! &lt;br /&gt;
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My bunnies Gracie and Simon eating a roll together.&amp;nbsp; Phantom is not here but she is the ones who follows me everywhere trying to get her some sweet bread! I love my bunnies and I like to think they love me, too! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2208704130482128893-4082505797863806190?l=www.lorenablog.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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The much anticipated opening game has finally happened and it was everything I could’ve asked for…. with one exception. A win for Mexico would have been the best in the world but a tie will be just fine for now.&amp;nbsp; Mexico and South Africa tied the game 1 to 1 giving each team one point. Later in the day for the second game, Uruguay and France also tied with a score of 0 to 0 also giving each one point.&amp;nbsp; At the end of the day all this is great news for all the teams because neither is ahead of each other. &lt;br /&gt;
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Just a quick FYI on how the point system works: for every win the teams get 3 points, 1 point for a tie and 0 points if they lose. The top two of each group with the most points move to the second stage where the winners move to the quarter finals, semi-finals… then the final two go on to the final game for the World Cup. The winner becomes the best in the world and bragging rights for four years! Right now the 2006 World Cup winner is Italy. That was one awesome game!&lt;br /&gt;
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Now for tomorrow’s game…. &lt;strong&gt;USA baby&lt;/strong&gt;! USA vs. England will be a another tough match but I know we are going to get the win we need. &lt;br /&gt;
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I’m not going to say I follow every soccer match out there… in fact I hardly ever watch sports of any kind but the World Cup, this is my baby. The one time where the world unites for the very same reason, the love of football, is unlike anything else out there. I’m afraid I’m not going to get any sleep tonight just thinking about it.&lt;br /&gt;
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The 2010 FIFA World Cup South Africa™ begins tomorrow when the tournament host South Africa take on Group A rival Mexico in the magnificent surroundings of Soccer City in Johannesburg, the first match to be staged at this impressive arena. &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;One thing I love about the World Cup is that while my favorite team happens to be Mexico, in every game I can choose a favorite to win.&amp;nbsp; It might not be your country but you will usually root for one or the other making every match such a fun experience to watch.&amp;nbsp; This is the list of all the countries playing for the World Cup… go on, take your pick, I already have! =) &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Wishing and hoping for the best of luck, let the games and fun begin…&lt;a bitly="BITLY_PROCESSED" href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_vpHGNBkEyMw/TBGvxrfvynI/AAAAAAAADUM/TsUe8kh3_Xg/s1600-h/Month%20Games%5B11%5D.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;      &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a bitly="BITLY_PROCESSED" href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_vpHGNBkEyMw/TBFZMq_UUsI/AAAAAAAADTc/tFZt39JZ0go/s1600-h/Evo9.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img align="left" alt="Evo" border="0" height="355" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_vpHGNBkEyMw/TBFZNbn4BMI/AAAAAAAADTg/TTUbyB8mGa4/Evo_thumb7.jpg?imgmax=800" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; display: inline; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px;" title="Evo" width="233" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;All I can say this baby is the biggest and baddest phone I’ve ever played with and I’m in love. Yes, I even slept with it the first few nights. Being this is my first Android phone I wasn’t sure what to expect so I was a bit nervous. I had seen other Android phones in the market but none ever interested me until I saw Sprint was putting out the first 4G phone ever and I began to drool… in anticipation of course.&lt;br /&gt;
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With my contract expired and not enough sleep, I got in line as early as I could at the Sprint store on June 4th… about 15 minutes before they opened.&amp;nbsp; Hey, I wasn’t that desperate! I just want to mention I love Sprint stores when they release a new phone, it’s like a party in there… drinks, snacks, music and everybody excited about their new phone. Fun.&lt;br /&gt;
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To make a long story short this phone is everything I expected and so much more… it’s almost a mini computer in the palm of my hands! Web pages are so much better being they load with flash so every web page looks exactly as it does on my computer. The screen is huge so it makes surfing the web, watching videos, or playing games so much more enjoyable.&amp;nbsp; One thing it took me a while to learn was the on screen keyboard but I’m proud to say I’m now almost a pro!&lt;br /&gt;
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So far this phone has all pros and for those who complain “the battery” isn’t so great, well then go home and play with your battery. This phone, as most smart phones do, will suck up some battery juice. Unfortunately, battery technology is not keeping up with the newest and fastest phones out there so it’s not the phone’s fault. It’s not like I play with it 12 hours a day… eventually I am going to put it down and a charge will not hurt my phone’s manhood. =)&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just want to give a shot out to all my Facebook friend’s June Birthdays! If you are here then I hope your day is as wonderful as you imagined it would be… or better! =) Have a wonderful day on your special day!!!   &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: #ff8000; font-size: medium;"&gt;**HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU!**&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/2208704130482128893-2803482202396212023?l=www.lorenablog.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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My birthday post only two weeks late but I still wanted to mention what a wonderful time I had. Being that I plan on turning this blog into a book soon this is one entry I could not leave out for sure. =)&lt;br /&gt;
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My day was extremely relaxing… hardly does my B’day ever go as planned and that’s why I didn’t make any. Woke up and had a delicious lunch at Red Lobster… it’s kind of something we do on every birthday. The Ultimate Feast is what I usually eat and I’m not ashamed to mention I loved all 5k calories and my cake was heavenly.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;       &lt;td valign="top" width="256"&gt;As my only B’day plan was to have a relaxing and pampered day, I got just what I asked for. My family was so amazing to me that day I almost could not believe it. =)          &lt;br /&gt;
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My hubby cooked me steaks on the grill later that day at the ranch just like I wanted, got to relax and be pampered all day, I got a photo shoot with my family and got my new baby that I wanted for a gift… a Louis Vuitton speedy 30. Yeah, sorry iPad, my girly side of me won this battle. My geeky side got it’s share with my new hTc EVO 4G I will post later. Needless to say, I simply loved, loved my Birthday! =)&lt;/td&gt;        &lt;td valign="top" width="247"&gt;&lt;a bitly="BITLY_PROCESSED" href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_vpHGNBkEyMw/TBAgsYa95KI/AAAAAAAADS4/Vb0PrHvma4A/s1600-h/IMG_1854%5B1%5D.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_1854" border="0" height="279" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_vpHGNBkEyMw/TBAgs6M9BBI/AAAAAAAADS8/orGqKApcZt0/IMG_1854_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" title="IMG_1854" width="214" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;a bitly="BITLY_PROCESSED" href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_vpHGNBkEyMw/S_XET5G5kfI/AAAAAAAADRo/N1It_MdzJh8/s1600-h/IMG_19963%5B6%5D.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img align="right" alt="IMG_19963" border="0" height="216" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_vpHGNBkEyMw/S_XEUdhQofI/AAAAAAAADRs/f8Iz6jwqKEY/IMG_19963_thumb%5B4%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px;" title="IMG_19963" width="299" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;To have a picture taken of me with one of my girls is a rarity and with both of them almost never mainly because no one cares to take them or because I hog the camera too much. Either way, this day was a lucky day for me because my babygirl Sophie managed to take a couple of shots that didn’t include only the ground… our faces were actually in them!&lt;br /&gt;
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While I only let her hold my cam for a bit next came more fun for me. I took some super fun photos of Sophie that I will post next week. So mom’s out there… who takes your photos?&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;P.S. This Sunday is my Birthday so I will be posting photos of me, me, me and my party next week! Yeah I’m bringing a tripod to make sure there are photos of me. =) Thanks for stopping by!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2208704130482128893-4764693469930726460?l=www.lorenablog.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Gary had the idea of taking the girls out to see the planes land at the airport and they actually had more fun that I thought they would.&amp;nbsp; There’s a little area at the airport where the planes landing go right over you so it was fun when I would hear my little one say “mo’ plane!” when another plane was coming near. &lt;br /&gt;
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It’s not always when I get to see planes so near and using my long lens I was even able to even see the pilot!… that was fun. =)&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;I saw this sign by one of the fences and it said to Keep Out so I thought it would look so cute as a background.&amp;nbsp; Here I had Sophie lay on top of my car just waiting for the next plane to arrive. We always have lots of fun going out and exploring new things with my girls and this was another one of those days. While we have taken Sophie there before, this was the first time for Milly to see big planes. Thanks Gary for this idea with fun memories. =) &lt;img alt="IMG_4624" border="0" height="315" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_vpHGNBkEyMw/S_LXBBOy5oI/AAAAAAAADRE/i8V0U49JnJo/IMG_4624_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" title="IMG_4624" width="360" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2208704130482128893-3735007250072462589?l=www.lorenablog.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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I want to tell you the story of our pet squirrels. A few years ago we raised a couple of tiny baby squirrels who were left by their mama on a friend’s attic. A family member had given us a GIANT bag of pecans so this was of course their perfect meal.&amp;nbsp; Raising them wasn’t easy… they are SOOO messy so cleaning their room was a daily thing. We named them Sandy and Hemi but was very hard to tell them apart but we tried.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Out of all the animals we’ve ever had, a squirrel never seemed like something we would be lucky enough to ever get.&amp;nbsp; They are after all wild and so fast.&amp;nbsp; The only person I’ve ever know who’s ever caught one is Gary but that was when he was young. Don’t tell him I said that or else he will try to prove himself by climbing every tree until he brings me a live squirrel. =)&lt;br /&gt;
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Playing with them was such a fun experience! At first they thought I was prey so naturally they hid most of the time.&amp;nbsp; With my animal calling skills I quickly began imitating their noises and they began to trust me.&amp;nbsp; I became the mama they never had… Ah what an honor!&lt;br /&gt;
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They run a million miles an hour!&amp;nbsp; Almost, but it’s the coolest thing ever when they finally like you and they want to play with you. Aw, good times. Then came the kind of sad part… letting them go.&amp;nbsp; When we figured they were old enough to fend for themselves we gave them a giant pecan tree where our treehouse is where they could live happy together.&amp;nbsp; We still get glimpses of them now and then and when they do they like to sit and watch us for a while and I tell them “smile to mama!” &amp;nbsp;If only I could get to play with them one more time.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a bitly="BITLY_PROCESSED" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vpHGNBkEyMw/S-o60QObXrI/AAAAAAAAC94/RUqygpKXYSE/s1600/PillowPets1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="164" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vpHGNBkEyMw/S-o60QObXrI/AAAAAAAAC94/RUqygpKXYSE/s320/PillowPets1.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;My girls each got a Pillow Pet just a few days ago and I have to say I already like them... alot! When we travel or have a sleep over in our tree house they always make sure to take them with them.&lt;br /&gt;
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They have already become one of their favorite toys.&amp;nbsp;Camila got the &lt;a bitly="BITLY_PROCESSED" href="http://www.amazon.com/Plush-Miss-Pillow-Pets-Large/dp/B00286H22S?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;tag=loren06-20&amp;amp;link_code=btl&amp;amp;camp=213689&amp;amp;creative=392969" target="_blank"&gt;LadyBug Pillow Pet&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="1" src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=loren06-20&amp;amp;l=btl&amp;amp;camp=213689&amp;amp;creative=392969&amp;amp;o=1&amp;amp;a=B00286H22S" style="border: none !important; margin: 0px !important; padding: 0px !important;" width="1" /&gt; and Sophia got th&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 3px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 3px; font-size: 13px;"&gt;e Leopard. Both are adorable and every night they have to make sure they use their pillow pet... I don't think they will ever use a boring pillow again.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 3px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 3px; font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;They are so soft and since they take them everywhere with them, they really come in handy when the girls want to take a nap in the car. &amp;nbsp;I'm very happy with the quality of the pillow specially since it is machine washable! &amp;nbsp;Makes for a great gift for any&amp;nbsp;occasion&amp;nbsp;and highly&amp;nbsp;recommend&amp;nbsp;them... your kiddos are gonna love them. &amp;nbsp;=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a bitly="BITLY_PROCESSED" href="http://www.amazon.com/Plush-Miss-Pillow-Pets-Large/dp/B00286H22S?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;tag=loren06-20&amp;amp;link_code=bil&amp;amp;camp=213689&amp;amp;creative=392969" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Plush Miss Lady Bug Pillow Pets Large 18&amp;quot;" src="http://ws.amazon.com/widgets/q?MarketPlace=US&amp;amp;ServiceVersion=20070822&amp;amp;ID=AsinImage&amp;amp;WS=1&amp;amp;Format=_SL160_&amp;amp;ASIN=B00286H22S&amp;amp;tag=loren06-20" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 3px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 3px; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="1" src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=loren06-20&amp;amp;l=bil&amp;amp;camp=213689&amp;amp;creative=392969&amp;amp;o=1&amp;amp;a=B00286H22S" style="border: none !important; margin: 0px !important; padding: 0px !important;" width="1" /&gt;P.S The only thing I DON'T like about the PillowPets is that darn jingle song that's stuck on my head! Other than that it's really cute... I'm actually using it on my back right now. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2208704130482128893-8416031088593618794?l=www.lorenablog.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;a bitly="BITLY_PROCESSED" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vpHGNBkEyMw/S-o_3H4RKGI/AAAAAAAAC98/hs1sLjsuXhg/s1600/image2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vpHGNBkEyMw/S-o_3H4RKGI/AAAAAAAAC98/hs1sLjsuXhg/s320/image2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My girls and husband made my Mother's Day the happiest day I could ever ask for. &amp;nbsp;Every year I ask for the same thing... to relax and just be spoiled all day long. &amp;nbsp;Selfishly I think I should get this every day but I realize it's kind of a big deal so once a year... I'll take it.&lt;br /&gt;
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My day started with a delicious breakfast at my favorite Mexican restaurant then&amp;nbsp;I got to do some of my most favorite things like take hundreds of photos from my precious girls to butterflies, relax on the hammock and drink a margarita while my husband cooked steaks on the grill just for me. Aww... if I could just get days like these more often. =)&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;With my sweet girl Camila&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/nekRCpFGWS_mCA_WX5rfdN6Uf-E/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/nekRCpFGWS_mCA_WX5rfdN6Uf-E/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/LorenaBlog/~4/1JC3Ipn2REQ" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2208704130482128893/posts/default/3435531522085271575?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2208704130482128893/posts/default/3435531522085271575?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/LorenaBlog/~3/1JC3Ipn2REQ/my-mothers-day.html" title="My Mother's Day" /><author><name>Lorena Frith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03845069617761847591</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="15114172306455898390" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vpHGNBkEyMw/S-o_3H4RKGI/AAAAAAAAC98/hs1sLjsuXhg/s72-c/image2.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><feedburner:origLink>http://www.lorenablog.com/2010/05/my-mothers-day.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUYHRH08fSp7ImA9WxFQFk8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2208704130482128893.post-5247251606822044847</id><published>2010-05-11T19:03:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T19:12:15.375-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-05-11T19:12:15.375-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="horse" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="ranch" /><title>Meet Babyboy</title><content type="html">&lt;iframe allowtransparency="allowtransparency" frameborder="0" scrolling="no" src="http://www.facebook.com/plugins/like.php?href=http%253A%252F%252Fwww.lorenablog.com%252F2010%252F05%252Fmeet-babyboy.html&amp;amp;layout=standard&amp;amp;show_faces=false&amp;amp;width=450&amp;amp;action=like&amp;amp;font&amp;amp;colorscheme=light&amp;amp;height=35" style="border-bottom-style: none; border-left-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-top-style: none; height: 25px; overflow: hidden; width: 450px;"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;
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We have fallen in love with our third foal, Babyboy. For some reason I happen to posses this “psychic” ability and I predicted Babygirl was going to have a boy… and she did! =) Man, why didn’t I bet money? &lt;br /&gt;
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We are so proud of Babygirl for having such an Absolutely GEORGEOUS foal! He is so perfect in every way. Babygirl is a protective and caring mom and is teaching Babyboy to trust us as well. This is her very fist foal and this, well, was her first Mother’s Day, too. =) Yeah, I like to think they celebrate holidays like we do. Happy first Mother’s Day Babygirl and Cutterlina and Cowgirl! =)&lt;br /&gt;
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Babyboy was born in May 4th, 2010 to a loving and caring mama, Babygirl.&lt;br /&gt;
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This was exactly the view I had during Mother’s Day! The cuteness of three foals playing and running around. They behave so much like children do, I was amazed! They stay close to their mom’s most of the time, except Cowboy who is a month old.&amp;nbsp; He is starting to roam around the herd playing with everyone else.&lt;br /&gt;
They are a blessing to us and are so grateful they came into our lives.&amp;nbsp; If you can’t tell by now… WE ARE SO EXITED! =)&lt;br /&gt;
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She was under the impression that she was not getting anything of what she asked for… her computer, clothes and of course, her Birthday cake.&amp;nbsp; I, being the brilliant sneak that I am… somehow that didn’t sound as a compliment… managed to hide everything from her. It almost broke my heart when I would see her sad face every time she would ask and I would say “maybe later” and my wonderful babygirl would say “it’s ok mom, at least we’ll have fun that day” Awww! &lt;br /&gt;
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The day went “almost” as planned… like they ever do? Her first surprise came early in the morning when I almost “magically” made all her dream presents suddenly appear.&amp;nbsp; Her face to me was priceless and the one I almost live for to see. She was so happy… she jumped right in to playing with her new Dell Netbook. &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a bitly="BITLY_PROCESSED" href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_vpHGNBkEyMw/S-m7t5cOddI/AAAAAAAAC8E/ZJGMnvVvRsk/s1600-h/IMG_2853%5B4%5D.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img align="right" alt="IMG_2853" border="0" height="166" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_vpHGNBkEyMw/S-m7uFTjKfI/AAAAAAAAC8I/VYb_6ateniA/IMG_2853_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; display: inline; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px;" title="IMG_2853" width="258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I made her a big breakfast that she ordered… pancakes, bacon, grits. For lunch she wanted to go to her favorite place… not Red Lobster (I wish) She chose Johnny Carinos. Then we had some fun. My speeding babygirl… she must get this from me! She was finally old enough to ride at this place and she felt so grown up doing so.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love my babygirl so much and we all ended up exhausted... a good sign that everything went better than planned. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2208704130482128893-1329792622664534841?l=www.lorenablog.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top" width="200"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;From the very first day he joined our family he has been a very special pet.&amp;nbsp; Jake joined us as a six year old and is now into his adult years and has always been the sweetest dog.&amp;nbsp;My girls love him and he is always there for them and us in anyway he can.&amp;nbsp; He loves to play fetch with my girls and give sweet kisses and getting his belly rubbed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/3T3qKuX_VxaPey4ocHrAbe027Bw/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/3T3qKuX_VxaPey4ocHrAbe027Bw/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/LorenaBlog/~4/Mbglkmr7flM" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2208704130482128893/posts/default/6290972412788160094?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2208704130482128893/posts/default/6290972412788160094?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/LorenaBlog/~3/Mbglkmr7flM/i-think-he-knows-hes-loved.html" title="I Think He Knows He’s Loved" /><author><name>Lorena Frith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03845069617761847591</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="15114172306455898390" /></author><feedburner:origLink>http://www.lorenablog.com/2010/05/i-think-he-knows-hes-loved.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkMARns9eSp7ImA9WxFQFk4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2208704130482128893.post-1040241083310169269</id><published>2010-05-03T15:20:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T23:27:27.561-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-05-11T23:27:27.561-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="horse" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="country" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="ranch" /><title>Meet Especial … My Sweet Filly</title><content type="html">&lt;iframe allowtransparency="true" frameborder="0" scrolling="no" src="http://www.facebook.com/plugins/like.php?href=http%253A%252F%252Fwww.lorenablog.com%252F2010%252F05%252Fmeet-especial-my-sweet-filly.html&amp;amp;layout=standard&amp;amp;show_faces=false&amp;amp;width=450&amp;amp;action=like&amp;amp;font&amp;amp;colorscheme=light&amp;amp;height=35" style="border: none; height: 35px; overflow: hidden; width: 450px;"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a bitly="BITLY_PROCESSED" href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_vpHGNBkEyMw/S98wHKbpChI/AAAAAAAAC6k/vM1igp0FfFA/s1600-h/IMG_1864%5B1%5D.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img align="left" alt="IMG_1864" border="0" height="400" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_vpHGNBkEyMw/S98wHS7v1qI/AAAAAAAAC6o/_CoPMwhwMFo/IMG_1864_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; display: inline; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px;" title="IMG_1864" width="274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I am in love… with my filly Especial born April 27, 2010. Now I have three horses whom I love so much. Shiloh was my first horse, Cutterlina and now her first filly, Especial. She gets her name from her mama’s registered name and it couldn’t be more fitting.            &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This year we are full of new life in our ranch with two foals born already and one more on the way from Babygirl. Gary wants a filly so bad but if not she will be having a Babyboy and this will also be his name. ;) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Let the bonding begin! … I am so happy to start helping raise my new baby. I know it’s a big responsibility but I couldn’t be excited and ready to learn everything that I need to. She’s the cutest thing ever! ❤&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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I’ve been so eager to finally meet her and the very first day I did she came up to me and gave the sweetest kiss ever! She knew I was her second mama and loved her so much already. =)&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I would love to know some of your bonding techniques I can use with Especial to begin a trusting relationship with her.&amp;nbsp; She is curious and because her mama trusts me, she is learning to trust me as well.&amp;nbsp; I would love to know the best approach I can take.&amp;nbsp; Thanks for you advice! =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" style="width: 400px;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/3MUkODR-teCA3eHXWDHe38zxQEI/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/3MUkODR-teCA3eHXWDHe38zxQEI/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/LorenaBlog/~4/gtv2IZur_Ho" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2208704130482128893/posts/default/1040241083310169269?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2208704130482128893/posts/default/1040241083310169269?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/LorenaBlog/~3/gtv2IZur_Ho/meet-especial-my-sweet-filly.html" title="Meet Especial … My Sweet Filly" /><author><name>Lorena Frith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03845069617761847591</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="15114172306455898390" /></author><feedburner:origLink>http://www.lorenablog.com/2010/05/meet-especial-my-sweet-filly.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUYDRXw6eyp7ImA9WxFQFko.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2208704130482128893.post-4130374783115681609</id><published>2010-04-20T14:20:00.025-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T10:12:54.213-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-05-12T10:12:54.213-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="ranch" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="pets" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="animals" /><title>I Got Baby Bunnies!</title><content type="html">&lt;iframe allowtransparency="true" frameborder="0" scrolling="no" src="http://www.facebook.com/plugins/like.php?href=http%253A%252F%252Fwww.lorenablog.com%252F2010%252F04%252Fi-got-baby-bunnies.html&amp;amp;layout=standard&amp;amp;show_faces=false&amp;amp;width=450&amp;amp;action=like&amp;amp;font&amp;amp;colorscheme=light&amp;amp;height=35" style="border: none; height: 35px; overflow: hidden; width: 450px;"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top" width="304"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Ok, so I know bunnies multiply like crazy and being that we have five bunnies we couldn’t wait for the first babies to come. They are the cutest things ever! I want to hold them and squeeze them but they do not let me get anywhere near them. They think I’m some type of “predator” but I just want to give them a squeeze. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;       &lt;td valign="top" width="189"&gt;&lt;a bitly="BITLY_PROCESSED" href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_vpHGNBkEyMw/S9XpJBPV-aI/AAAAAAAAC38/q-rmbEDn3es/s1600-h/IMG_9596%5B1%5D.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_9596" border="0" height="178" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_vpHGNBkEyMw/S83-gHzj1sI/AAAAAAAAC4A/9WnVaBmd6d0/IMG_9596_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; display: inline;" title="IMG_9596" width="224" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a bitly="BITLY_PROCESSED" href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_vpHGNBkEyMw/S83-hKWdsMI/AAAAAAAAC3Q/10MELhPWe1o/s1600-h/IMG_0330%5B4%5D.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img align="left" alt="IMG_0330" border="0" height="197" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_vpHGNBkEyMw/S83-hT6qstI/AAAAAAAAC3U/daRNiMIufYY/IMG_0330_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; display: inline; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px;" title="IMG_0330" width="222" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;        &lt;td valign="top" width="304"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a bitly="BITLY_PROCESSED" href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_vpHGNBkEyMw/S83-gsGJe3I/AAAAAAAAC3I/CrjtYoGFe5E/s1600-h/IMG_0310%5B4%5D.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_0310" border="0" height="274" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_vpHGNBkEyMw/S83-g508MTI/AAAAAAAAC3M/DpH_MJJTUM4/IMG_0310_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; display: inline;" title="IMG_0310" width="229" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="color: #f95100;"&gt;For now these faraway blurry shots will have to do but maybe just maybe one day I will get to hold one. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;blockquote&gt;P.S In case you’re wondering, daddy bunny is doing just fine. =) He is banned from the home hole… for now I’m sure but he is as cute as always. I Heart Bunnies! … Do you think bunnies are cute?&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/KsahRwtlT4cEw2KQlSC3ex_kXeI/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/KsahRwtlT4cEw2KQlSC3ex_kXeI/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/LorenaBlog/~4/ppm8_50HAXI" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2208704130482128893/posts/default/4130374783115681609?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2208704130482128893/posts/default/4130374783115681609?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/LorenaBlog/~3/ppm8_50HAXI/i-got-baby-bunnies.html" title="I Got Baby Bunnies!" /><author><name>Lorena Frith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03845069617761847591</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="15114172306455898390" /></author><feedburner:origLink>http://www.lorenablog.com/2010/04/i-got-baby-bunnies.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0EHQH48fyp7ImA9WxFQFk0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2208704130482128893.post-8553274209199226271</id><published>2010-04-18T11:19:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T14:20:31.077-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-05-11T14:20:31.077-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="giveaway" /><title>My First Giveaway – The Winner Is…</title><content type="html">&lt;blockquote&gt;I want to thanks everyone who entered! As the comments and tweets came in, I made a separate list until last night when it ended. =) This morning I asked my daughter to press the true random generator button and the results are in!&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;       &lt;td valign="top" width="200"&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Valentina &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;edwa2010 &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Elizabeth G &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Mrs Soup &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;andreaperdue &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Laura &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;jessicadietzel &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Carla Pullum &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Schmidty &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;mamipicture &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Misti &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Willa &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;designsbyjessie &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Brenda &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;tforsyth &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Cathie Tyler &lt;/li&gt;
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&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THANKS EVERYONE AGAIN FOR YOUR COMMENTS &amp;amp; TWEETS! Let’s play again, soon. =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2208704130482128893-8553274209199226271?l=www.lorenablog.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;P.S Is he not the cutest thing ever? Any horse lovers our there?=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2208704130482128893-7954789626880046019?l=www.lorenablog.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The day Sophie saw me riding Dutchez, she wanted to ride a big horse too.&amp;nbsp;She has been riding her pony Flipflop but she has almost outgrown him and her saddle too so she is getting a youth saddle soon from her granddaddy.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a bitly="BITLY_PROCESSED" href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_vpHGNBkEyMw/S8XXcxhJzbI/AAAAAAAACwA/YeBMJGBvxAI/s1600-h/IMG_06434.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="My Big Girl Horse Rider" border="0" height="377" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_vpHGNBkEyMw/S8XXdWAdSlI/AAAAAAAACuw/3xYKbkCJ2Pw/IMG_0643_thumb2.jpg?imgmax=800" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" title="My Big Girl Horse Rider" width="488" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;
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Needless to say we are now both always trying to go first on Dutchez. I’m just so happy she gets to learn to ride a horse at an early age so she doesn’t get to bother with it later like I am, but I’m enjoying every minute of it! =)&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/XIDj__uvbGkxCTtqLXjkpXa-8CM/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/XIDj__uvbGkxCTtqLXjkpXa-8CM/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/LorenaBlog/~4/0PHYAKk1udI" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2208704130482128893/posts/default/808003527231480180?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2208704130482128893/posts/default/808003527231480180?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/LorenaBlog/~3/0PHYAKk1udI/my-big-girl-horse-rider.html" title="My Big Girl Horse Rider" /><author><name>Lorena Frith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03845069617761847591</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="15114172306455898390" /></author><feedburner:origLink>http://www.lorenablog.com/2010/04/my-big-girl-horse-rider.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;Dk8MQ3oyeip7ImA9WxFQFkw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2208704130482128893.post-5464597872134610374</id><published>2010-04-12T23:53:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T16:54:42.492-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-05-11T16:54:42.492-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="giveaway" /><title>My First Giveaway – Item by Rachel Ray!</title><content type="html">&lt;a bitly="BITLY_PROCESSED" href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_vpHGNBkEyMw/S8Nzxg2rulI/AAAAAAAACto/J3j6zkZf8Ds/s1600-h/Rachael%20Ray%20Ball%20Style%202%20Qt.%20Tea%20Kettle%20in%20Orange%5B13%5D.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img align="left" alt="Rachael Ray Ball Style 2 Qt. Tea Kettle in Orange" border="0" height="278" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_vpHGNBkEyMw/S8NzyqBFnbI/AAAAAAAACts/gMAB8k76n6s/Rachael%20Ray%20Ball%20Style%202%20Qt.%20Tea%20Kettle%20in%20Orange_thumb%5B13%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; display: inline; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px;" title="Rachael Ray Ball Style 2 Qt. Tea Kettle in Orange" width="278" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;THIS GIVEAWAY IS NOW CLOSED!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
I’m excited to have been contacted to host a Giveaway for one of the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff5604;"&gt;&lt;a bitly="BITLY_PROCESSED" href="http://www.csnstores.com/" target="_blank"&gt;CSN Stores&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and their sister sites. They have over 200 online stores with everything from household appliances to furniture such as cribs, &lt;a bitly="BITLY_PROCESSED" href="http://www.racksandstands.com/Corner-TV-Stands-C205463.html"&gt;corner tv stands&lt;/a&gt; and beds. So if you could pay them a visit to show our appreciation I’d be awesome!&lt;br /&gt;
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I personally happen to love Rachel Ray products and own her cooking pot set in orange myself. So being a little bit selfish as I am sometimes, I chose an item I would love to own myself, the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff661c;"&gt;&lt;a bitly="BITLY_PROCESSED" href="http://www.cookware.com/Rachael-Ray-51621-RRY1095.html" target="_blank"&gt;Rachael Ray Ball Style 2 Qt. Tea Kettle in Orange&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
Make a splash in the kitchen with this fun and functional teakettle! The comfortable handle and stainless steel lid complement the compact kettle shape. Add in a touch of color, and you've got yourself a handy helper that's sure to impress.    &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Whistle feature signals when water is at a boil &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Convenient spout lever for easy operation &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Comfortable handle &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Removable stainless steel lid for easy filling &lt;/li&gt;
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&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Material: Cast iron &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Capacity: 2 Qt. &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Color: Orange &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Cleaning and care: Recommend washing by hand &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;Being I’m a bit old fashioned, something about the whistling noise the tea kettles makes I love, it’s the way I make my coffee every morning. It’s a Rachel Ray and I’m a lover of all things orange… so it’s perfect for me! Also If you win, you can just rub it in to me! A big Thanks to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a bitly="BITLY_PROCESSED" href="http://www.csnstores.com/" target="_blank"&gt;CSN Stores&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; for allowing me to host this giveaway.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff6a22;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;So you want to win and rub it in?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;           &lt;br /&gt;
Yeah, of course you do… I would! =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;All you have to do is leave me a comment and I will choose a winner randomly and announce on Sunday, April 18th, 2010. &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;You can also tweet: RT @LorenaTweet Lorena Blog: My First Giveaway – Item by Rachel Ray! &lt;a href="http://bit.ly/bBCKxZ" rel="http://bit.ly/plugins/iframe?hashUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fbit.ly%2FbBCKxZ" style="line-height: 1em;"&gt;http://bit.ly/bBCKxZ&lt;/a&gt;. With your tweet in my Reactions you get an extra entry! &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ol&gt;Thanks for entering and Good Luck! Contest ends Saturday April 17th and winner will be announced the 18th. Please login in the comment or leave your email so I may have a way to contact you, the Winner! &lt;b&gt;The contest is open to readers with US or Canadian addresses only.&lt;/b&gt; &lt;span style="color: #ff6820;"&gt;Good Luck!!!&lt;/span&gt; =)&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2208704130482128893-5464597872134610374?l=www.lorenablog.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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