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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She lives near downtown Sacramento and wanted everyone to ride bikes around town to brunch and then a few other restaurants, bars, and pubs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The weather worked out nicely, the sun came out for us. &amp;nbsp;We peddled around downtown and gained people as the day progressed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We started at DeVere's for brunch. &amp;nbsp;They have delicious food and bottomless mimosas!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-U3BT2sJL-68/Tzr0V6jv2wI/AAAAAAAAEYQ/FkkRdQ5hbZg/s1600/photo+1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="478" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-U3BT2sJL-68/Tzr0V6jv2wI/AAAAAAAAEYQ/FkkRdQ5hbZg/s640/photo+1.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Starting out the morning...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iNv8Y_oXy7g/Tzr0bSltIiI/AAAAAAAAEYo/rCJAWvuWtl0/s1600/photo+2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="478" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iNv8Y_oXy7g/Tzr0bSltIiI/AAAAAAAAEYo/rCJAWvuWtl0/s640/photo+2.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Birthday girl!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JWwOLQyvO84/Tzr0fYAjX_I/AAAAAAAAEZQ/YgDdaKprplU/s1600/photo+4.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="478" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JWwOLQyvO84/Tzr0fYAjX_I/AAAAAAAAEZQ/YgDdaKprplU/s640/photo+4.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cheers!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-om0PSLxlm6M/Tzr0c7uNx7I/AAAAAAAAEY4/c0bd0VHrdfs/s1600/photo+3.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="478" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-om0PSLxlm6M/Tzr0c7uNx7I/AAAAAAAAEY4/c0bd0VHrdfs/s640/photo+3.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So many brunch options!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MoZ6Nfa3odo/Tzr0UlAWwDI/AAAAAAAAEYA/wCZBkvhCiIE/s1600/photo+1-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="478" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MoZ6Nfa3odo/Tzr0UlAWwDI/AAAAAAAAEYA/wCZBkvhCiIE/s640/photo+1-1.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Ready for the next location!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FGKxHKbJ_JU/Tzr0Z4jJ9yI/AAAAAAAAEYY/JrFmBEF9JtI/s1600/photo+2-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="478" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FGKxHKbJ_JU/Tzr0Z4jJ9yI/AAAAAAAAEYY/JrFmBEF9JtI/s640/photo+2-1.JPG" style="cursor: move;" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dSOO0yiHgcE/Tzr0VWf3plI/AAAAAAAAEYI/Mpr2CDTCVGc/s1600/photo+1-2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="478" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dSOO0yiHgcE/Tzr0VWf3plI/AAAAAAAAEYI/Mpr2CDTCVGc/s640/photo+1-2.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;TL and the Birthday girl&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fFr04Q0DMak/Tzr0apYm43I/AAAAAAAAEYg/c9oPNShuIig/s1600/photo+2-2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="478" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fFr04Q0DMak/Tzr0apYm43I/AAAAAAAAEYg/c9oPNShuIig/s640/photo+2-2.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Some of the girls...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xk-o0F8KHqk/Tzr0cUsFJ1I/AAAAAAAAEYw/87vgmq1JCsU/s1600/photo+3-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="478" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xk-o0F8KHqk/Tzr0cUsFJ1I/AAAAAAAAEYw/87vgmq1JCsU/s640/photo+3-1.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I managed to get a flat tire... so the boys took my wheel off and went to a bike shop!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Q8GVWK6s8xM/Tzr0ee__aoI/AAAAAAAAEZI/0EkKIuCXD5A/s1600/photo+4-2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="478" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Q8GVWK6s8xM/Tzr0ee__aoI/AAAAAAAAEZI/0EkKIuCXD5A/s640/photo+4-2.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Me and TL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RSovby0RbaA/Tzr0d8xzSgI/AAAAAAAAEZA/W_sThpq-dgQ/s1600/photo+4-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="478" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RSovby0RbaA/Tzr0d8xzSgI/AAAAAAAAEZA/W_sThpq-dgQ/s640/photo+4-1.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Happy 25th Birthday, Lo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love riding bikes places! &amp;nbsp;It was a fun and festive day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/939824159405923357-8452151836637275897?l=www.thenigottothinking.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My mom is the most thoughtful person I know. She loves picking out sweet little things for us that we know we would love for our house.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Recently, she got me a little bundle of new things. &amp;nbsp;This blanket is hand made by a friend of hers - I love the colors, and it's such a sweet little themed blanket. &amp;nbsp;I will keep it forever :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EL7PHOZkBLg/Tzq3bvUGRLI/AAAAAAAAEXs/qfHvX-BjLII/s1600/photo+5.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="478" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EL7PHOZkBLg/Tzq3bvUGRLI/AAAAAAAAEXs/qfHvX-BjLII/s640/photo+5.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vkAQKItHR04/Tzq3WVhiyoI/AAAAAAAAEXc/8cXESKOOzQg/s1600/photo+3-2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="478" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vkAQKItHR04/Tzq3WVhiyoI/AAAAAAAAEXc/8cXESKOOzQg/s640/photo+3-2.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And these are some little owls she found at Pier 1. &amp;nbsp;Love them!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tHy9XUaCNQI/Tzq3YpdY5QI/AAAAAAAAEXk/U2C6_kGi7MY/s1600/photo+4-3.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="478" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tHy9XUaCNQI/Tzq3YpdY5QI/AAAAAAAAEXk/U2C6_kGi7MY/s640/photo+4-3.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love my mom and how thoughtful she is :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Hope you're having a wonderful Valentine's Day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;TL and I both have work today (we celebrated last night). &amp;nbsp;I did cash in a massage gift card he got me for Christmas and it was amazing!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/939824159405923357-8656142064044159328?l=www.thenigottothinking.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;As I made it through high school and started applying to schools, I was still &amp;nbsp;nervous about the transition of moving away from home. &amp;nbsp;I made sure I had a safety net of schools very close to home just in case. &amp;nbsp;When I found out I was accepted to SFSU, I was excited because it was the school I wanted to go to. &amp;nbsp;Even though it's only about 2 hours away from home, I still had anxiety about it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I remember the day I packed up my bedroom into the back of my dad's truck and trailer and made the big move. &amp;nbsp;I remember watching my mom and dad drive away for the first time after moving me into the dorms... and I remember the first day of being alone at a campus where I knew &lt;i&gt;nobody&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My first year, I quickly met some pretty incredible girls, joined a sorority, and found my little niche with my classes. &amp;nbsp;It wasn't always easy... but it was the first time in my life that I made such a dramatic step out of my comfort zone! &amp;nbsp;Of course I still missed my parents and family... but everyday I got more and more comfortable with the idea of living "on my own". &amp;nbsp;I am so thankful for the experience of college... not just academically, but because I learned that I can be independent. I also learned that stepping out of my comfort zone is where I grow the most.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here's a few pictures from my first year of college ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FknDOoB3ocU/TzMiur075ZI/AAAAAAAAEXE/ygX3EWdZWJQ/s1600/229058_506931597968_11708934_30121827_5542_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FknDOoB3ocU/TzMiur075ZI/AAAAAAAAEXE/ygX3EWdZWJQ/s640/229058_506931597968_11708934_30121827_5542_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The first girls I met in college - such great people. &amp;nbsp;Hanging out on my bed in my dorm room! &amp;nbsp;I was the zebra queen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-10f32Dl99jU/TzMitqcjCsI/AAAAAAAAEW0/zhlE9ZPWr74/s1600/200546_506282643478_11706483_6552094_3689_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-10f32Dl99jU/TzMitqcjCsI/AAAAAAAAEW0/zhlE9ZPWr74/s640/200546_506282643478_11706483_6552094_3689_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I think this was the first "college" party I ever went to. &amp;nbsp;Can you find me in there? ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NUHqQ4AhE2E/TzMit2g1sXI/AAAAAAAAEW8/1ktCS8Of-Gg/s1600/216313_506931917328_11708934_30146230_8614_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NUHqQ4AhE2E/TzMit2g1sXI/AAAAAAAAEW8/1ktCS8Of-Gg/s640/216313_506931917328_11708934_30146230_8614_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My first Birthday away from family with some beautiful girls, Steph, Juls, Chels &amp;amp; cousin Greyson.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VG-czvSJtv4/TzMivGUSYDI/AAAAAAAAEXM/fWF0Kzh8msA/s1600/44_506284574608_11706483_30397408_8790_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VG-czvSJtv4/TzMivGUSYDI/AAAAAAAAEXM/fWF0Kzh8msA/s640/44_506284574608_11706483_30397408_8790_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This was actually from the very beginning of my second year - some fabulous girls that I am so lucky to know!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;What about you??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Link up below.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xfEoLRZ4EmQ/TzMp5SXen2I/AAAAAAAAEXU/wryAw3Wc3Ps/s1600/Tell_Me.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="147" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xfEoLRZ4EmQ/TzMp5SXen2I/AAAAAAAAEXU/wryAw3Wc3Ps/s400/Tell_Me.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;script src="http://www.linkytools.com/basic_linky_include.aspx?id=130305" type="text/javascript"&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My aunt and uncle had a little gathering and we went and spent the afternoon and evening there with family and friends. &amp;nbsp;My uncle who hosted the party is actually TL's Captain at work ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'll admit, I didn't really have a lot of interest in the game because I am still slightly depressed about the Niners loss to the Giants. &amp;nbsp;But I did make sure I caught the half time show with Madonna. &amp;nbsp;Despite all of the bad reviews... I thought it was entertaining. &amp;nbsp;She looks good at 53!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lot's of good appetizers, drinks, and good conversation.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Nl0QA16W304/TzK75_1y7lI/AAAAAAAAEV8/sLJ4NTJ9G1Y/s1600/photo+1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="476" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Nl0QA16W304/TzK75_1y7lI/AAAAAAAAEV8/sLJ4NTJ9G1Y/s640/photo+1.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;The guys hogging the couch!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-a-Qiqix-NQk/TzK76ayuspI/AAAAAAAAEWE/X-ZBoH31Rl0/s1600/photo+2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="478" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-a-Qiqix-NQk/TzK76ayuspI/AAAAAAAAEWE/X-ZBoH31Rl0/s640/photo+2.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Some of the food...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-91DUSf5ENpg/TzK77BNBUTI/AAAAAAAAEWM/28KkI8hOXqc/s1600/photo+3.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="478" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-91DUSf5ENpg/TzK77BNBUTI/AAAAAAAAEWM/28KkI8hOXqc/s640/photo+3.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-En7Nkp03Dto/TzK77q9AVEI/AAAAAAAAEWU/5Rbd8UUH0gI/s1600/photo+4.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="478" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-En7Nkp03Dto/TzK77q9AVEI/AAAAAAAAEWU/5Rbd8UUH0gI/s640/photo+4.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Looks like burgers... but - it's cookies, a brownie, and frosting. &amp;nbsp;I thought these were so cute!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1r1hxqAguHg/TzK78MvyvaI/AAAAAAAAEWc/Z1XX46LCdUI/s1600/photo+5.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="478" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1r1hxqAguHg/TzK78MvyvaI/AAAAAAAAEWc/Z1XX46LCdUI/s640/photo+5.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;They live in a little golf community, so we took the golf carts for a spin!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WM9_jZK47Ug/TzK78kWGySI/AAAAAAAAEWk/7jIT27m-1EE/s1600/395745_753052519622_7106144_36416114_1932770180_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WM9_jZK47Ug/TzK78kWGySI/AAAAAAAAEWk/7jIT27m-1EE/s320/395745_753052519622_7106144_36416114_1932770180_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My aunt Chelle, me, and cousin Greyson&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Hope you had a great weekend!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;What did you think of Madonna?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;__________________________________________________________________________________&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;PS. &amp;nbsp;I am doing the "Tell Me" post tomorrow... the topic is:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Tell Me... What's an experience you've had in your life that has made you learn something important about yourself?"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0Px6d5lYjEI/TzK83OHpIZI/AAAAAAAAEWs/oQu9nq_pGlo/s1600/Tell_Me.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="118" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0Px6d5lYjEI/TzK83OHpIZI/AAAAAAAAEWs/oQu9nq_pGlo/s320/Tell_Me.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Come back and link up tomorrow :)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/939824159405923357-1471763925543055602?l=www.thenigottothinking.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;When I was in my last semester of college, I had just gotten out of an unstable relationship and was determined and very focused on my career. &amp;nbsp;I imagined myself moving to small towns across the country chasing my dreams. &amp;nbsp;Little did I know, TL walked into my life and completely rocked my plans.&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;In January of 2008, my brother in law told me I should come over to my sister and his house for dinner because a guy from work (they work together) was coming &amp;nbsp;over and wanted to meet me. &amp;nbsp;I was in my casual SFSU sweatshirt and didn't really have expectations. &amp;nbsp;But I won't ever forget seeing TL come through the front door of their home and the instant connection we had. &amp;nbsp;We've never gone a day with out talking since that night.&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;No man had ever made me rethink my career or my plans of moving. &amp;nbsp;But, there was something about this 6'2", blonde hair, blue eyed guy. &amp;nbsp;He treated me differently and something inside of me knew I couldn't let him get away. &amp;nbsp;I suddenly started questioning my career - and little did I know that staying with him would take me on this crazy adventure we've been on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;{here are a few pics from when we were first dating}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Wb4Aum9mf9E/TyndEAWRnjI/AAAAAAAAEVE/Oxqg3DiSLpE/s1600/n11700634_32401396_7235.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Wb4Aum9mf9E/TyndEAWRnjI/AAAAAAAAEVE/Oxqg3DiSLpE/s640/n11700634_32401396_7235.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I had the same haircut I have now!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SYhYv_cmLXs/TyndETr_BhI/AAAAAAAAEVM/sIrxpL6GySc/s1600/n11704331_32333384_4691.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="285" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SYhYv_cmLXs/TyndETr_BhI/AAAAAAAAEVM/sIrxpL6GySc/s400/n11704331_32333384_4691.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Our first trip to Disneyland together in March of '08&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L6MEYFUzdX8/TyndE2RAjwI/AAAAAAAAEVU/XDE-Xot8Qek/s1600/n11704331_32883543_1057.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="470" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L6MEYFUzdX8/TyndE2RAjwI/AAAAAAAAEVU/XDE-Xot8Qek/s640/n11704331_32883543_1057.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;{Eating at the Cliff House Restaurant in SF}&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;It's been a great journey with this guy - he was definitely an unexpected change... he rocked my world! :)&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://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1KvqK9jbZTg/TynOSYmSQoI/AAAAAAAAEU8/j0ePsEEzhGE/s1600/Tell_Me.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="235" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1KvqK9jbZTg/TynOSYmSQoI/AAAAAAAAEU8/j0ePsEEzhGE/s640/Tell_Me.jpg" width="640" /&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: large;"&gt;What about you??&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Write a post and link up below if you want to share!!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;script src="http://www.linkytools.com/basic_linky_include.aspx?id=128987" type="text/javascript"&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I wish I could have one of each... but this one is my absolute favorite:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Pwk9aaBycgg/TydaACe_AAI/AAAAAAAAEUo/B6BYqwJF0d0/s1600/server-4.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Pwk9aaBycgg/TydaACe_AAI/AAAAAAAAEUo/B6BYqwJF0d0/s400/server-4.jpeg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Seriously, I am in LOVE... the top and bottoms are perfect, they cover enough and look comfortable!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here are some of my other faves...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-A0Xc__usVoo/TydZ-4ivAQI/AAAAAAAAEUQ/bbZ3-zWzoD0/s1600/server-1.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-A0Xc__usVoo/TydZ-4ivAQI/AAAAAAAAEUQ/bbZ3-zWzoD0/s400/server-1.jpeg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Simple, and so adorable!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5ubEI_SBvoQ/TydZ_UaDJBI/AAAAAAAAEUY/WG2C8nAMc-g/s1600/server-2.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5ubEI_SBvoQ/TydZ_UaDJBI/AAAAAAAAEUY/WG2C8nAMc-g/s400/server-2.jpeg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;{love this color!! and style}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zzrUuyQdC6U/TydZ_jEZkGI/AAAAAAAAEUg/QH6Q7ms1TBU/s1600/server-3.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zzrUuyQdC6U/TydZ_jEZkGI/AAAAAAAAEUg/QH6Q7ms1TBU/s400/server-3.jpeg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;{I am really into one pieces... and I love the ruffles on this!}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qGETjyvCwt8/TydaASN8C9I/AAAAAAAAEUw/96JKt_lcWB0/s1600/server.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qGETjyvCwt8/TydaASN8C9I/AAAAAAAAEUw/96JKt_lcWB0/s400/server.jpeg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Love the style of the bottoms. &amp;nbsp;I am all for the extra coverage... and the polka dots are so cute!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.jcrew.com/womens_category/swim.jsp?iNextCategory=-1"&gt;All suits pictured are from JCrew&lt;/a&gt;.com&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I know it's a little early in the year... but I can't help it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hope you have a wonderful week!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/939824159405923357-4404875926039197043?l=www.thenigottothinking.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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{ excuse the yucky poor quality phone pictures &lt;i&gt;of&lt;/i&gt; pictures ;) }&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EMc_NdI0ih4/TyNDRPLnoDI/AAAAAAAAEMw/L4P9qH9_gA4/s1600/IMG_4664.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EMc_NdI0ih4/TyNDRPLnoDI/AAAAAAAAEMw/L4P9qH9_gA4/s400/IMG_4664.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;{the front cover... the wind did that to my veil}&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vH-Jjw8wO-A/TyNDELU87vI/AAAAAAAAEMg/ijXXBoVwQpw/s1600/album.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="592" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vH-Jjw8wO-A/TyNDELU87vI/AAAAAAAAEMg/ijXXBoVwQpw/s640/album.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-F1h1tI2llbE/TyNDakXjZkI/AAAAAAAAEM4/2ll1YORBDwk/s1600/page.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="478" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-F1h1tI2llbE/TyNDakXjZkI/AAAAAAAAEM4/2ll1YORBDwk/s640/page.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WmbGtk7xdK8/TyND2Za_q1I/AAAAAAAAENA/1L62SkWPAtI/s1600/page2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="478" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WmbGtk7xdK8/TyND2Za_q1I/AAAAAAAAENA/1L62SkWPAtI/s640/page2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xCZ8d5kRdtE/TyNDEmYsuFI/AAAAAAAAEMo/89ENK0BP1Y8/s1600/album2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="592" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xCZ8d5kRdtE/TyNDEmYsuFI/AAAAAAAAEMo/89ENK0BP1Y8/s640/album2.jpg" style="cursor: move;" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9Q_B7MXlkpo/TyNEZsACUkI/AAAAAAAAENg/3l9UdNibwj4/s1600/IMG_4676.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9Q_B7MXlkpo/TyNEZsACUkI/AAAAAAAAENg/3l9UdNibwj4/s320/IMG_4676.jpg" width="238" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sl6p3JiwPfE/TyNEXWeho1I/AAAAAAAAENQ/ui-assi0wbA/s1600/IMG_4673.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sl6p3JiwPfE/TyNEXWeho1I/AAAAAAAAENQ/ui-assi0wbA/s320/IMG_4673.jpg" width="238" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TGE6fJaaDx8/TyNFb0IOojI/AAAAAAAAEN4/Oaq_3yjdX5g/s1600/IMG_4674.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="478" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TGE6fJaaDx8/TyNFb0IOojI/AAAAAAAAEN4/Oaq_3yjdX5g/s640/IMG_4674.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--S1sTmHj-aE/TyNGSes7GII/AAAAAAAAEOA/mZGXwE5aYrU/s1600/IMG_4677.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--S1sTmHj-aE/TyNGSes7GII/AAAAAAAAEOA/mZGXwE5aYrU/s320/IMG_4677.jpg" width="238" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ve3P0SlSTwA/TyNFahVdKGI/AAAAAAAAENw/iKHyaVpI4Wg/s1600/IMG_4670.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ve3P0SlSTwA/TyNFahVdKGI/AAAAAAAAENw/iKHyaVpI4Wg/s320/IMG_4670.jpg" width="238" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It turned out great... I am so happy we have something special to remember that day :)&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;Now I just need to figure out where to keep it...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;where do you keep yours?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Album by: &lt;a href="http://fordfamilyphotography.com/"&gt;Ford Family Photography&lt;/a&gt;&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/939824159405923357-8225097438291844523?l=www.thenigottothinking.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was talking to a couple of my college girlfriends the other night, and I got to thinking about the affect of time and distance on all friendships. &amp;nbsp;I'm truly lucky to have such supportive and loving ladies by my side through the different chapters of my life. &amp;nbsp;My friends are very important to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My "college" girls are the ones I call when I have big news, a problem, or just need someone to talk to. &amp;nbsp;They know all of my weaknesses, flaws, and issues... and they continue to support and love me unconditionally.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our experiences together haven't always been perfect, but when I am spending time with these girls... I am truly happy. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Even though we don't talk everyday, we have the ability to pick up where we left off in our weekly phone conversations.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's only been a few years since our amazing adventure together through college ended and now we are scattered across California. &amp;nbsp;But... we always do what we can to make sure we're together a couple times a year and for the big moments in each other's lives.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QEjt5lXGQ1I/TyL1mr_208I/AAAAAAAAEKk/klFK0roSVVI/s1600/380912_978368414808_11713454_41653851_1479582719_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QEjt5lXGQ1I/TyL1mr_208I/AAAAAAAAEKk/klFK0roSVVI/s640/380912_978368414808_11713454_41653851_1479582719_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MsekutfEWEk/TyL1pCI6A1I/AAAAAAAAEK0/pSAtMRSsp6U/s1600/DSC00107.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MsekutfEWEk/TyL1pCI6A1I/AAAAAAAAEK0/pSAtMRSsp6U/s640/DSC00107.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_Y67IVo_l3I/TyL11aQt2UI/AAAAAAAAELM/IVkSsfNfDsg/s1600/ry=400-4.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="464" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_Y67IVo_l3I/TyL11aQt2UI/AAAAAAAAELM/IVkSsfNfDsg/s640/ry=400-4.jpeg" width="640" /&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;I've been so fortunate to keep in touch with a few friends from high school - especially my best friend, Jenny. &amp;nbsp;This girl and I have been through so much, including living 500 miles apart and we've stayed very close. &amp;nbsp;She is like a sister to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tDEBbnUICFM/TyL5s922API/AAAAAAAAELU/Y72OgNGnfRk/s1600/198296_511226191697_24605726_30009433_7979_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="420" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tDEBbnUICFM/TyL5s922API/AAAAAAAAELU/Y72OgNGnfRk/s640/198296_511226191697_24605726_30009433_7979_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;{back in 2005...}&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 when TL and I moved to our new area almost 2 years ago... I met an incredible group of girls who i've gotten close with. &amp;nbsp;They are so encouraging, funny, and always have something new to teach me about life. &amp;nbsp;I always leave our Happy Hour dates with a belly ache from laughing so hard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hpVD6DbMACo/TyL7AuGOcAI/AAAAAAAAELc/1Aqug2t7ckU/s1600/IMG_4340.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hpVD6DbMACo/TyL7AuGOcAI/AAAAAAAAELc/1Aqug2t7ckU/s640/IMG_4340.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Friendship is not something you learn in school. But if you haven't learned the meaning of friendship, you really haven't learned anything."&lt;/i&gt; - Muhammad Ali&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;All of &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt; fabulous girls that I have met and connected with in this &lt;i&gt;community of bloggers&lt;/i&gt; are also my friends. &amp;nbsp;I feel like we know a lot about each other, and I appreciate the support &amp;amp; encouragement you always give to me! &amp;nbsp;I've learned so much from your creativity, life experiences, and adventures. &amp;nbsp;Thank you :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Friends come and go in our lives as we grow and change individually. &amp;nbsp;And I think that's okay. &amp;nbsp;I find it interesting that people at all different stages and ages in life can develop friendships.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Do you have certain friends in your life that are irreplaceable?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Happy Weekend!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/939824159405923357-4526887690207370069?l=www.thenigottothinking.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/bQFH68LvsDtQ9Wg-Eh43hKuRy_8/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/bQFH68LvsDtQ9Wg-Eh43hKuRy_8/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/rCxYT/~4/wKprGRJW4jg" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.thenigottothinking.com/feeds/4526887690207370069/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=939824159405923357&amp;postID=4526887690207370069&amp;isPopup=true" title="21 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/939824159405923357/posts/default/4526887690207370069?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/939824159405923357/posts/default/4526887690207370069?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/rCxYT/~3/wKprGRJW4jg/meaning-of-friendship.html" title="the meaning of friendship" /><author><name>TracyZLesh @ Then I Got To Thinking</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05351994552411264388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HOWKHGGLDiY/TyNnTxQ2cTI/AAAAAAAAESQ/2_ykct0Y9To/s220/tracy1.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QEjt5lXGQ1I/TyL1mr_208I/AAAAAAAAEKk/klFK0roSVVI/s72-c/380912_978368414808_11713454_41653851_1479582719_n.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>21</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.thenigottothinking.com/2012/01/meaning-of-friendship.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0cASXgyfyp7ImA9WhRUE0o.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-939824159405923357.post-5135174020436136315</id><published>2012-01-23T19:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-23T19:17:28.697-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-01-23T19:17:28.697-08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="San Francisco" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="TL" /><title>The Soggy 49er Game</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It was soggy, misty, and rainy for the entire 49er game... but hosting the NFC Championship at Candlestick Park and having the opportunity to be at such a close game was worth wearing the ugly oversized poncho.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The boys were so excited to be going... and we were convinced they could make this win. &amp;nbsp;Sadly, a few costly mistakes {and a couple of bad calls} ended their dream trip to the Super Bowl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But regardless... it was exciting, overwhelming, and exhausting! &amp;nbsp;Losing in OT was sad... you could have heard a pen drop after that Williams fumble, but the truth of it all is that the Niners had a come back, Cinderella season.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kristin Chenoweth sang the Star Spangled Banner, and Brad Paisley performed during half time. &amp;nbsp;It was neat to be there for that, too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-u2qK0pOAx-c/Tx4hURVPzqI/AAAAAAAAEKY/VwD-k2XNONw/s1600/photo.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="478" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-u2qK0pOAx-c/Tx4hURVPzqI/AAAAAAAAEKY/VwD-k2XNONw/s640/photo.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Grey and rainy... but it didn't stop us tailgaters... look at all those tents!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uB3d4S5RJp0/Tx4hSM7lbNI/AAAAAAAAEJ4/srsSihxbH64/s1600/photo-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="478" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uB3d4S5RJp0/Tx4hSM7lbNI/AAAAAAAAEJ4/srsSihxbH64/s640/photo-1.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;TL and his brother... both in about 340 layers of clothing!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EIC84xjuDbE/Tx4hSqxLufI/AAAAAAAAEKA/vktZCUXS8Tk/s1600/photo-2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="478" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EIC84xjuDbE/Tx4hSqxLufI/AAAAAAAAEKA/vktZCUXS8Tk/s640/photo-2.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Frank Gore came and said hello ;) &amp;nbsp;He's #21... our star running back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Osd4RVotuKE/Tx4hTecnToI/AAAAAAAAEKI/Pr7_JcBWhiA/s1600/photo-3.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="478" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Osd4RVotuKE/Tx4hTecnToI/AAAAAAAAEKI/Pr7_JcBWhiA/s640/photo-3.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;*goosebumps*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aXRqdFd2PN8/Tx4hO9ia4OI/AAAAAAAAEJw/v0RuaUWdm2k/s1600/collage.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="592" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aXRqdFd2PN8/Tx4hO9ia4OI/AAAAAAAAEJw/v0RuaUWdm2k/s640/collage.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;You can see Kristin on the jumbo screen... she performed right near us, but not close enough for a picture.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pvryaY4hCTI/Tx4hT_YlNQI/AAAAAAAAEKQ/AkUGcUN4XIo/s1600/photo-6.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="478" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pvryaY4hCTI/Tx4hT_YlNQI/AAAAAAAAEKQ/AkUGcUN4XIo/s640/photo-6.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My throat and voice are still raw. &amp;nbsp;Not to mention, I woke up this morning with sore legs from jumping up and down and standing the entire game. &amp;nbsp;I think we only sat for about 1 minute of the entire game.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Such a horrible way to end the game and season... but we made it all the way there, and I think we can do it again next year!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/939824159405923357-5135174020436136315?l=www.thenigottothinking.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I know some of you friends in Seattle have seen some recent storms, and now - those are headed our way!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Something about the rain feels fresh &amp;amp; cozy to me. &amp;nbsp;Hopefully we get lots of snow up in the mountains, we're ready to hit the slopes :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;TL, the pups and I are staying in together tonight. &amp;nbsp;I love evenings like this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Happy Thursday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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PS. thank you for all of the positive feedback on my phobia post... I was pleasantly surprised :)&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;PPS. JF still loves 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/939824159405923357-8367681951838320822?l=www.thenigottothinking.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Of course I fear the general things - like failure, disappointment, ect...but many of us (me) have a specific phobia that makes them feel like they are losing control when dealing with it and causes anxiety and panic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I've been dealing with this since I was little. &amp;nbsp;There was a specific incident that I remember being completely afraid of for the first time, but I don't know exactly what caused me to develop it. &amp;nbsp;If you're a close friend of mine... you already know my fear and have probably had to deal with me before. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;{i apologize if you have}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Okay... I'll cut to the chase. &amp;nbsp;I am an &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Emetophobia"&gt;ematophobic&lt;/a&gt;. Simply put, I have an irrational, &lt;i&gt;stupid&lt;/i&gt; fear of vomit. &amp;nbsp;And I know there are more of you just like me out there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I'm the girl who covers her eyes during the "puke" scene of a movie {in fact, I haven't seen Bridesmaids because I was told there was an entire scene I would hate}, I wouldn't be caught dead on a ride along at my husband's work {he's a firefighter/paramedic}, and I absolutely refuse to visit the ER {you know I really love you if I visit you in the hospital}.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Think about it... vomit can be anywhere. &amp;nbsp;I tend to have a little {or a lot depending on the situation} of anxiety when I am in a really crowded and rowdy place. &amp;nbsp;I've been known to skip out on a day at the theme park {roller coasters make people sick}, concerts, and college fraternity parties. &amp;nbsp;My close girlfriends and family are amazing... they do their best to be aware of our surroundings when we go out. &amp;nbsp;But, I often end up feeling &lt;i&gt;really&lt;/i&gt; embarrassed or left out because of it. &amp;nbsp;I'm truly lucky TL and my friends put up with me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I don't know anyone who &lt;i&gt;likes&lt;/i&gt; puke. &amp;nbsp;It's disgusting. &amp;nbsp;It looks gross, smells gross, and feeling nauseous is one of the worst feelings. &amp;nbsp;My fear isn't of me vomiting - I am fine when I do. &amp;nbsp;It doesn't bother me when I see a baby spit up, or even when I know someone has the flu and they are getting sick in the other room. &amp;nbsp;I have no problem cleaning up after my dogs when they get sick.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;My fear has more to do with that &lt;i&gt;loss of control&lt;/i&gt; when you are in an area where you can't get away and someone gets sick. &amp;nbsp;I was told I have an "internal locus of control" and it makes sense. &amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;{read about that by &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Emetophobia"&gt;clicking here&lt;/a&gt; and reading under "causes"}&lt;/span&gt; I also get really nervous when people are intoxicated and throw up because I worry that they won't make it away from me. &amp;nbsp;I am not a fan of crowded buses, on public transportation, airplanes, or anywhere I can't get away if someone gets sick.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Sadly, this &lt;strike&gt;little&lt;/strike&gt; fear of mine has caused me to miss out on some fun things. &amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;When I write about this, I realize I am sounding a bit crazy... &lt;/i&gt;I swear i'm not. &amp;nbsp;I have made big leaps in recent years with dealing with it. &amp;nbsp;You remember that trip to Vegas I took with my girlfriends, or even going to the 49ers game, ect... all of the fun experiences I write about. &amp;nbsp;I enjoyed them so much and often the fear doesn't get to me... but occasionally, in the side of my mind, that little fear creeps around.&amp;nbsp;&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;College was when I started making regular attempts to face it, and with the help of my girlfriends... I made a lot of progress and didn't miss out on too much! &amp;nbsp;But anytime I am around and it happens, I panic and get away from the area as fast as possible &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;{I have been known to run away}&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;You might be asking... what are you afraid of? &amp;nbsp;It can't hurt you!! &amp;nbsp;And believe me, I ask myself that same question. &amp;nbsp;That's what makes it an irrational fear. &amp;nbsp;It's not like being afraid of spiders or snakes, because they can bite you... but it's the same feeling.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So... this year, my goal was to start doing what I can to face that fear. &amp;nbsp;I know it may never go away completely, and the thought of living with it for the rest of my life causes me so much sadness. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;If I could change anything about myself... it would be this &lt;i&gt;stupid&lt;/i&gt; fear.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I guess the reason I am writing about this is because I want to encourage other people to not be afraid to admit their fears. &amp;nbsp;I am also hoping that openly admitting this will help me take a small baby step in dealing with it and pushing myself to realize how silly it is. &amp;nbsp;There isn't a cure {believe me, I have researched} - but I refuse to accept it. &amp;nbsp;I'm afraid, but I just have to keep facing it. &amp;nbsp;In fact... you'll find me in that rowdy sea of red at the Niner game again this Sunday!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2OaO06ZEXWY/TxZNGl3o-BI/AAAAAAAAEJg/70kLQJCKjsQ/s1600/220676450460757866_ywEjhTPP_c.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="317" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2OaO06ZEXWY/TxZNGl3o-BI/AAAAAAAAEJg/70kLQJCKjsQ/s320/220676450460757866_ywEjhTPP_c.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Anyone else have a fear of something unusual?&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;{please tell me i'm not the only one...}&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: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;PS. &amp;nbsp;It took me a REALLY long time to decide about posting this... so please don't make me feel like an even bigger idiot by thinking less of me. ;)&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;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Yesterday was one of the best games I have ever seen... and we were so lucky to be there and witness it in person&lt;/i&gt;! &amp;nbsp;It was so fun! &amp;nbsp;Total chaos. &amp;nbsp;Hugging people I have never met. &amp;nbsp;And the camaraderie between the fans and everyone in the stadium was incredible. &amp;nbsp;The energy was unlike anything I have experienced!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We started the day out early, getting to the stadium early to get a good parking spot, and then meeting up with some family friends to tailgate and play a few games.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-r8xf9tFbgvA/TxMw8OP9oDI/AAAAAAAAEIc/FcRBjp8jT_8/s1600/collage.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-r8xf9tFbgvA/TxMw8OP9oDI/AAAAAAAAEIc/FcRBjp8jT_8/s640/collage.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vlGQ6szJsDg/TxMx0BbvEBI/AAAAAAAAEJE/-wWXzfF4DC4/s1600/photo-9.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="478" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vlGQ6szJsDg/TxMx0BbvEBI/AAAAAAAAEJE/-wWXzfF4DC4/s640/photo-9.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jj_3WPv7R74/TxMw-V3uOPI/AAAAAAAAEIk/a-cWrOzGuzE/s1600/collage2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jj_3WPv7R74/TxMw-V3uOPI/AAAAAAAAEIk/a-cWrOzGuzE/s640/collage2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9LQs2qjd-XA/TxMw_vFK2XI/AAAAAAAAEIs/u4I4-TuWTbY/s1600/collage3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9LQs2qjd-XA/TxMw_vFK2XI/AAAAAAAAEIs/u4I4-TuWTbY/s640/collage3.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iME4dGmYy58/TxMxr6UrvRI/AAAAAAAAEI0/7zfNEBovufk/s1600/photo-6.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iME4dGmYy58/TxMxr6UrvRI/AAAAAAAAEI0/7zfNEBovufk/s640/photo-6.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Right when the game ended... we were going crazy! {TL, me, my dad, and BIL Joe}&lt;br /&gt;
We were standing the whole time!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Now, we wait to see who we're going to play next Sunday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am still in disbelief of this game... the last 2 minutes of the 4th quarter was some of the most exciting football I have ever seen!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Go Niners!!&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/939824159405923357-6195816688555258290?l=www.thenigottothinking.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Michelle hosted this month... and the theme was sparkles to bring in the new year. &amp;nbsp;She had little tiaras for us. We had homemade pizza for dinner, and lots of yummy finger foods. &amp;nbsp;It was such a great night! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mGi07fPf4nQ/TwxzViNBGWI/AAAAAAAAEG0/uRHn2GE8DmI/s1600/IMG_4324.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mGi07fPf4nQ/TwxzViNBGWI/AAAAAAAAEG0/uRHn2GE8DmI/s640/IMG_4324.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kNeq_aqcfsU/Twxzi38mfLI/AAAAAAAAEHc/JGU08ulaZoQ/s1600/IMG_4343.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kNeq_aqcfsU/Twxzi38mfLI/AAAAAAAAEHc/JGU08ulaZoQ/s640/IMG_4343.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-x039sroZMhs/TwxzYdQST5I/AAAAAAAAEG8/GGsDDERRBIQ/s1600/IMG_4325.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-x039sroZMhs/TwxzYdQST5I/AAAAAAAAEG8/GGsDDERRBIQ/s640/IMG_4325.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6ZVdRZG4TkM/Twxzat_f3jI/AAAAAAAAEHE/9lSRyJtgpDg/s1600/IMG_4326.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6ZVdRZG4TkM/Twxzat_f3jI/AAAAAAAAEHE/9lSRyJtgpDg/s640/IMG_4326.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7-USD2CE3EM/Twxzlb3EyBI/AAAAAAAAEHk/L45oHIxqxu4/s1600/IMG_4344.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7-USD2CE3EM/Twxzlb3EyBI/AAAAAAAAEHk/L45oHIxqxu4/s640/IMG_4344.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_Gp79-sLsdQ/Twx0wDppXrI/AAAAAAAAEIM/lfiL1RuTcl4/s1600/Picnik+collage.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="592" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_Gp79-sLsdQ/Twx0wDppXrI/AAAAAAAAEIM/lfiL1RuTcl4/s640/Picnik+collage.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9bhkGnftuYs/Twxzn6iO5nI/AAAAAAAAEHs/Ojzu9jckHxw/s1600/IMG_4347.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9bhkGnftuYs/Twxzn6iO5nI/AAAAAAAAEHs/Ojzu9jckHxw/s640/IMG_4347.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WSrhaS53R5g/TwxzduOclyI/AAAAAAAAEHM/wVeo7GdYE_A/s1600/IMG_4330.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WSrhaS53R5g/TwxzduOclyI/AAAAAAAAEHM/wVeo7GdYE_A/s640/IMG_4330.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P4XdD0Pl_tY/Twx0zj7By2I/AAAAAAAAEIU/K3cUcLM44WY/s1600/IMG_4342.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P4XdD0Pl_tY/Twx0zj7By2I/AAAAAAAAEIU/K3cUcLM44WY/s640/IMG_4342.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Great way to kick off 2012 with these ladies... I love 'em!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Already looking forward to next month's theme... ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/939824159405923357-5337117576100024469?l=www.thenigottothinking.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The owner is adorable. &amp;nbsp;He said his wife makes all of the fudge!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--BXX0n5-AEI/TwUcaJK2k4I/AAAAAAAAEGI/ydr90M-CPMc/s1600/DSC00107.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--BXX0n5-AEI/TwUcaJK2k4I/AAAAAAAAEGI/ydr90M-CPMc/s320/DSC00107.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HCY9akBK1lg/TwUcfBKR3WI/AAAAAAAAEGY/7LZMx2cDTy0/s1600/DSC00110.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HCY9akBK1lg/TwUcfBKR3WI/AAAAAAAAEGY/7LZMx2cDTy0/s320/DSC00110.jpg" style="cursor: move;" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WUb9v3vEQSQ/TwUccCUNG-I/AAAAAAAAEGQ/CZJ4evDNAXA/s1600/DSC00109.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WUb9v3vEQSQ/TwUccCUNG-I/AAAAAAAAEGQ/CZJ4evDNAXA/s640/DSC00109.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;That's the whole shop! &amp;nbsp;Super tiny. Super cute.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TSaRskvLgW8/TwUchVNL5tI/AAAAAAAAEGg/psMN1TcAFdQ/s1600/DSC00111.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TSaRskvLgW8/TwUchVNL5tI/AAAAAAAAEGg/psMN1TcAFdQ/s640/DSC00111.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BOq8r0mN6Jw/TwUcjgzLqGI/AAAAAAAAEGo/QxTpfrsCBiU/s1600/DSC00114.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BOq8r0mN6Jw/TwUcjgzLqGI/AAAAAAAAEGo/QxTpfrsCBiU/s640/DSC00114.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Doesn't this look delicious?!&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;Definitely worth a try if you visit SF - you can find it in Del Monte Square !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/939824159405923357-696492472379016797?l=www.thenigottothinking.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But my resolution for this year is this... live each day the best I can.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We can't control lots of things in our lives, but we control ourselves, our attitude, actions, and reactions. &amp;nbsp;Happiness is our choice and typically I try to make decisions that will make me happy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Each new year is a fresh start... but so is every day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This year, I want to work a little harder at facing my fears. &amp;nbsp;I want to forgive people more easily and not sweat the small stuff. &amp;nbsp;I want to continue to recognize and appreciate all of the amazing people in my life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Of course, I also want to remember to eat healthy, take my vitamins, and take the dogs on a few more walks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What about you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Any New Year's Resolutions... or revelations?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Happy New Year!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6oc63ljnmnU/TwN94h8e6DI/AAAAAAAAEF8/wJ6gUqrzzs8/s1600/NYE+collage.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6oc63ljnmnU/TwN94h8e6DI/AAAAAAAAEF8/wJ6gUqrzzs8/s640/NYE+collage.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;{a little collage of our low key New Years Eve!}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/939824159405923357-6192005000318111924?l=www.thenigottothinking.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Lot's happened around the world, as well as in my little world. &lt;br /&gt;
We watched Japan get rattled and destroyed during one of the biggest earthquakes in their history. &amp;nbsp;Osama Bin Laden was killed, the war in Iraq came to an end, our stock markets took some scary dips, and we lost one of the most intelligent creators of our generation, Steve Jobs. &amp;nbsp;With all of this unfolding around the world... my life had some ups and downs of its own. &amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;{mostly ups, thankfully}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
In my little world...&lt;br /&gt;
We &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;celebrated the kick off of 2011&lt;/span&gt; in San Francisco, watching the fireworks and spending time with our friends C&amp;amp;K.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s1HGiBf8J7M/Tv9ZeT16FyI/AAAAAAAAD_4/i6QBITGrdsE/s1600/166489_719940790838_11704331_39280556_2801382_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s1HGiBf8J7M/Tv9ZeT16FyI/AAAAAAAAD_4/i6QBITGrdsE/s640/166489_719940790838_11704331_39280556_2801382_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I got a &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;new job&lt;/span&gt; in February working for a &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;non profit organization&lt;/span&gt; that I am extremely passionate about... it's been a great fit for me.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lgac8T2s3Tk/Tv9gdBbWioI/AAAAAAAAEDY/FEJtTl0LnaA/s1600/DSC_0008.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="428" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lgac8T2s3Tk/Tv9gdBbWioI/AAAAAAAAEDY/FEJtTl0LnaA/s640/DSC_0008.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-slayWIMVGSg/Tv9ggcckvuI/AAAAAAAAEDg/SPU9wD7MTgY/s1600/DSC_1875_edited-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="428" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-slayWIMVGSg/Tv9ggcckvuI/AAAAAAAAEDg/SPU9wD7MTgY/s640/DSC_1875_edited-1.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I travelled to &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;9 countries&lt;/span&gt; during a month long trip to &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Europe&lt;/span&gt; with my best friend (TL) and celebrated my Birthday in Paris.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KWeGKMNk1_4/Tv9gzXagiiI/AAAAAAAAED0/c9Fbz77qw4U/s1600/DSC00991.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KWeGKMNk1_4/Tv9gzXagiiI/AAAAAAAAED0/c9Fbz77qw4U/s640/DSC00991.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;{Started in Germany}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UQnoxw1H1V8/Tv9g3UULu5I/AAAAAAAAED8/cZc3UoL3ZDo/s1600/DSCN1200.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UQnoxw1H1V8/Tv9g3UULu5I/AAAAAAAAED8/cZc3UoL3ZDo/s640/DSCN1200.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;{ended in Ireland}&lt;/div&gt;My precious nephew &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Ryan turned two&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CBdujv5_zyY/Tv-NlDIcaCI/AAAAAAAAEFw/vQ1RyWIdYjA/s1600/DSC_0155.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CBdujv5_zyY/Tv-NlDIcaCI/AAAAAAAAEFw/vQ1RyWIdYjA/s320/DSC_0155.JPG" width="214" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;My college &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;girlfriends&lt;/span&gt; and I took a weekend to relax and &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;catch up in Los Angeles&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-85nt-rB2fGo/Tv9g4L7BgzI/AAAAAAAAEEE/Pjgg-ZFR7Fw/s1600/girls.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-85nt-rB2fGo/Tv9g4L7BgzI/AAAAAAAAEEE/Pjgg-ZFR7Fw/s640/girls.jpg" width="548" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;One of the best days of my life happened on July 16th, when I watched my sister &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Julie tie the knot to her husband Matt&lt;/span&gt;... and the festivities leading up to her wedding take the cake for some of the most fun celebrations I have ever been a part of.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-23aUO4HcLT0/Tv9lLevd9nI/AAAAAAAAEFM/wJi0kCOY23o/s1600/shower.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="428" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-23aUO4HcLT0/Tv9lLevd9nI/AAAAAAAAEFM/wJi0kCOY23o/s640/shower.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;{&lt;a href="http://www.thenigottothinking.com/2011/05/my-sisters-bridal-shower.html"&gt;Bridal shower for Juls&lt;/a&gt;}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2JBY2ufWCdY/Tv9jfi8W7bI/AAAAAAAAEE0/eRn7DN1uG9g/s1600/relaxationstation.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2JBY2ufWCdY/Tv9jfi8W7bI/AAAAAAAAEE0/eRn7DN1uG9g/s640/relaxationstation.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;{&lt;a href="http://www.thenigottothinking.com/2011/07/house-boating-bachelorette-party-for.html"&gt;houseboating bachelorette party&lt;/a&gt;}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XQ9ZtbsovBA/Tv9f3RyGxNI/AAAAAAAAEDE/6CwWNvOYzZ8/s1600/75173194_doPnclpm_c.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XQ9ZtbsovBA/Tv9f3RyGxNI/AAAAAAAAEDE/6CwWNvOYzZ8/s640/75173194_doPnclpm_c.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pm8VxhL-jDM/Tv9f3o7k9cI/AAAAAAAAEDM/zBk4OO2ERaQ/s1600/75173994_1dJWDkEg_c.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pm8VxhL-jDM/Tv9f3o7k9cI/AAAAAAAAEDM/zBk4OO2ERaQ/s640/75173994_1dJWDkEg_c.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;TL and I visited &lt;a href="http://www.thenigottothinking.com/2011/08/hike-to-hanakapiai-falls.html"&gt;Hawaii&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;to celebrate &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;our 2nd wedding anniversary&lt;/span&gt; in September. &amp;nbsp;I fell even more in love with this guy this year.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-M2Pe3X54qbA/Tv9g7M_8dGI/AAAAAAAAEEM/bEskuWOTQYk/s1600/IMG_3656.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-M2Pe3X54qbA/Tv9g7M_8dGI/AAAAAAAAEEM/bEskuWOTQYk/s640/IMG_3656.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
My sister &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Kelly&lt;/span&gt; shared the news that &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;she's expecting her 2nd little baby boy&lt;/span&gt;... due in March.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WiSFI_q2IvY/Tv9gxao0PYI/AAAAAAAAEDs/VDvqokWWO5s/s1600/DSC00166.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="454" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WiSFI_q2IvY/Tv9gxao0PYI/AAAAAAAAEDs/VDvqokWWO5s/s640/DSC00166.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
My girlfriends and I took our &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;annual girls trip&lt;/span&gt; to &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Vegas&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DS7cRWOIvUA/Tv9pJjOMo4I/AAAAAAAAEFY/egCC9eFl-lk/s1600/vegas.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DS7cRWOIvUA/Tv9pJjOMo4I/AAAAAAAAEFY/egCC9eFl-lk/s640/vegas.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3JDyYfFTeQg/Tv9f2nh2g8I/AAAAAAAAEC8/BYnbF3ItExk/s1600/395051_978368634368_11713454_41653854_737306337_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3JDyYfFTeQg/Tv9f2nh2g8I/AAAAAAAAEC8/BYnbF3ItExk/s640/395051_978368634368_11713454_41653854_737306337_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
I got a &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;second part time job&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;as a morning traffic anchor working back at a television station in our area {again} and have been fortunate to work with some incredible people.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AGWQU1d2AAg/Tv9f1355feI/AAAAAAAAECs/YYzVm4Rs05Q/s1600/377809_923251464618_11704331_41410679_386634804_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AGWQU1d2AAg/Tv9f1355feI/AAAAAAAAECs/YYzVm4Rs05Q/s320/377809_923251464618_11704331_41410679_386634804_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I spent many happy hours, movie nights, and &lt;a href="http://www.thenigottothinking.com/search/label/bunco"&gt;bunco&lt;/a&gt; nights with a &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;wonderful new group of friends&lt;/span&gt; in my neighborhood... we've gotten very close.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EqSk8_5uiYQ/Tv9iYOr56kI/AAAAAAAAEEo/1sLz-AdaAP8/s1600/groupphoto.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EqSk8_5uiYQ/Tv9iYOr56kI/AAAAAAAAEEo/1sLz-AdaAP8/s640/groupphoto.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We took a trip to &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Disneyland&lt;/span&gt; with our close friends Sabrina &amp;amp; Justin &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;to see it lit up for the Holidays&lt;/span&gt;. &amp;nbsp;Boy was it beautiful!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O0QorZs15do/Tv9f2bVA2KI/AAAAAAAAEC0/q4OCjho81ck/s1600/388485_950762427428_11704331_41529079_1407438208_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="446" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O0QorZs15do/Tv9f2bVA2KI/AAAAAAAAEC0/q4OCjho81ck/s640/388485_950762427428_11704331_41529079_1407438208_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The year ended on a high note... getting to spend the holidays with &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;all&lt;/span&gt; my &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;family together&lt;/span&gt;. &amp;nbsp;It was the cherry on top of it all. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This year we are spending New Years with my MIL to celebrate her Birthday and &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;bring in 2012 with a bang!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Thank you to those of you I have met through this blog&lt;/b&gt;, those of you who provide encouraging words, and follow along on this journey with me. &amp;nbsp;I love this community of women that I have come to know. &amp;nbsp;You are a source of knowledge, creativity and support for me. &amp;nbsp;Thank you!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Cheers to a new year, a fresh start, and many new adventures!&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/939824159405923357-889717841825467706?l=www.thenigottothinking.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;TL and I also got many new wonderful gifts... very exciting!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-adq7DKwVbrc/Tvvf06Tb4mI/AAAAAAAAD-4/ZDzzRR6xpdQ/s1600/DSC00162.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-adq7DKwVbrc/Tvvf06Tb4mI/AAAAAAAAD-4/ZDzzRR6xpdQ/s640/DSC00162.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The tree at my parents house... gifts for all 9 of us!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--7YT-UlfEa4/TvvfwNDkczI/AAAAAAAAD-o/Rzs-49nhz7o/s1600/DSC00152.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--7YT-UlfEa4/TvvfwNDkczI/AAAAAAAAD-o/Rzs-49nhz7o/s640/DSC00152.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fjS4sUKhvGM/Tvvfybrk78I/AAAAAAAAD-w/V76btCRuXJE/s1600/DSC00153.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fjS4sUKhvGM/Tvvfybrk78I/AAAAAAAAD-w/V76btCRuXJE/s640/DSC00153.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Our stockings... the boys get hip packs (it's an inside joke). &amp;nbsp;Santa even put pictures so we knew ours. ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CcLHTmjtjUU/Tvvf3fOdLCI/AAAAAAAAD_A/q2Mkzoxv6dQ/s1600/DSC00163.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CcLHTmjtjUU/Tvvf3fOdLCI/AAAAAAAAD_A/q2Mkzoxv6dQ/s640/DSC00163.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Dad making his traditional Green Eggs &amp;amp; Ham and Egg with Rice for breakfast... yum!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9eO1hbXfzu8/Tvvf5mgdaCI/AAAAAAAAD_I/rAXIpnITutg/s1600/DSC00168.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9eO1hbXfzu8/Tvvf5mgdaCI/AAAAAAAAD_I/rAXIpnITutg/s640/DSC00168.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Breakfast after stockings... we've done it this way every year!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gMhEB8I0XhA/Tvvf6lzMC-I/AAAAAAAAD_Q/VCCUStNOyHo/s1600/johndeere.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="592" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gMhEB8I0XhA/Tvvf6lzMC-I/AAAAAAAAD_Q/VCCUStNOyHo/s640/johndeere.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My dad got my nephew a ride on John Deere tractor... isn't this the cutest thing ever?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6xa_Z9p72dM/TvvgSaC9BcI/AAAAAAAAD_c/-wgl15PjQhk/s1600/IMG_4311.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6xa_Z9p72dM/TvvgSaC9BcI/AAAAAAAAD_c/-wgl15PjQhk/s640/IMG_4311.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;We spent Christmas afternoon and night with TL's family... she got us all footie PJs (including the pups)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dot9SYHMvLY/TvvgU3DMttI/AAAAAAAAD_k/2Ec2ORt3xic/s1600/IMG_4318.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dot9SYHMvLY/TvvgU3DMttI/AAAAAAAAD_k/2Ec2ORt3xic/s640/IMG_4318.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Max &amp;amp; Zeus waiting to open their presents from Santa (aka my MIL)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DqczW8onvSU/TvvgXGVnrnI/AAAAAAAAD_s/uZkX3A5cbDo/s1600/IMG_4322.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DqczW8onvSU/TvvgXGVnrnI/AAAAAAAAD_s/uZkX3A5cbDo/s640/IMG_4322.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A little family picture :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;TL's family stayed with us for a few nights... and my whole family came up to our house so we were all together. &amp;nbsp;It was the best part of Christmas!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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The holidays this year has also brought me a little feeling of helplessness. &amp;nbsp;I feel a weight of sadness for so many I know who are missing people this year and I feel like the season can intensify that grief for them.&lt;br /&gt;
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A friend of mine since high school was deployed in Afghanistan for less than 10 days and was shot in the head last week. &amp;nbsp;His wife flew to Germany to be with him leaving their baby with family - and I truly believe he has the strength to survive this. &amp;nbsp;But to know his family is struggling and separated through the holiday...&lt;br /&gt;
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The family of my sister's student who was hit and killed by a car earlier this year is celebrating their first Christmas with out their fourteen year old Tom. &amp;nbsp;He was the light of their life and he wont be there...&lt;br /&gt;
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I have several people in my life who have lost their mom, dad, or family member in the past years and that seat will be empty at the breakfast table Christmas morning...&lt;br /&gt;
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I can't help but wish everyone could have the people they love most with them during this time of year.&lt;br /&gt;
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I feel so abundantly blessed and appreciate the people, family, and friends I have in my life. &amp;nbsp;I guess as I have gotten older, I have come to cherish and not take for granted the people I am able to make memories with every year.&lt;br /&gt;
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I don't mean to be a downer about the holidays - it's a beautiful time of year. &amp;nbsp;It's one of my favorite times of the year and I always look forward to it. &amp;nbsp;I have loved getting the Christmas cards in the mail this year with pictures. &amp;nbsp;It's been my favorite thing to look forward to daily. &amp;nbsp;I also love looking our tree filled with ornaments connecting me to memories of growing up.&lt;br /&gt;
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I just don't want to forget to think about anyone who may be lonely during a time of year when lonliness seems to hit you the hardest.&lt;br /&gt;
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This is the season of hope. &amp;nbsp;If you're lucky like me and get to spend the holidays with the people you love most... squeeze them a little tighter this year - and enjoy. &amp;nbsp;And if you're missing someone close to you, know that I am thinking of you and sending you a little extra cheer :)&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Inside, there is an incredible rainforest with birds and butterflies flying freely, massive aquariums, and a 40 minute presentation about earth, the solar system and the universe. &amp;nbsp;It was really neat and we learned a lot and had fun! &amp;nbsp;Their cafe inside is delicious, too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fTEoIADiMcM/TuwKLBTI4PI/AAAAAAAAD-Q/6Z2hT5kCZUc/s1600/DSC00080.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fTEoIADiMcM/TuwKLBTI4PI/AAAAAAAAD-Q/6Z2hT5kCZUc/s640/DSC00080.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The outside&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-msZ38eDREzs/TuwKFqNF6oI/AAAAAAAAD-A/ouFI8nGiO7I/s1600/DSC00123.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-msZ38eDREzs/TuwKFqNF6oI/AAAAAAAAD-A/ouFI8nGiO7I/s640/DSC00123.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The rainforest&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-y13XUTy-Qu8/TuwKBCvqeXI/AAAAAAAAD9w/XE9yg9FAE_8/s1600/DSC00121.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-y13XUTy-Qu8/TuwKBCvqeXI/AAAAAAAAD9w/XE9yg9FAE_8/s640/DSC00121.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;One of the aquariums&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yFf135mdGCA/TuwKDHTkG6I/AAAAAAAAD94/WL0-g4qeSIY/s1600/DSC00122.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yFf135mdGCA/TuwKDHTkG6I/AAAAAAAAD94/WL0-g4qeSIY/s640/DSC00122.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;"Claude" the albino alligator at the museum - very rare! &amp;nbsp;Doesn't he look fake!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-R9dwjphNo5g/TuwJ-w3nU1I/AAAAAAAAD9o/bndnp7XNBAg/s1600/DSC00120.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-R9dwjphNo5g/TuwJ-w3nU1I/AAAAAAAAD9o/bndnp7XNBAg/s640/DSC00120.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Sabrina &amp;amp; I in the aquarium - so many beautiful and colorful fish&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a4onkti-uzQ/TuwKIzLfiGI/AAAAAAAAD-I/DOy6vnjikak/s1600/DSC00124.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a4onkti-uzQ/TuwKIzLfiGI/AAAAAAAAD-I/DOy6vnjikak/s640/DSC00124.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The living roof&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;I definitely recommend it if you are taking a trip to the city. &amp;nbsp;It's a little pricey ($30 per person) but we spent more than a few hours in there and it really is a neat place!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Have you been?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/939824159405923357-1194468884070727002?l=www.thenigottothinking.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Justin and Sabrina haven't really explored much of the city before, so we decided to be their little tour guides and take them to a couple of our favorite spots. &amp;nbsp;{I used to live there &amp;amp; TL's mom has an apartment there}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We made our way through a few delicious little restaurants - including: Dottie's True Blue Cafe in the Tenderloin, Straights in Union Square, Boudin at the Wharf, and The Grove in SOMA. &amp;nbsp;We also visited Fort Miley, Baker Beach, Golden Gate Park, the full house 'house', Union Street and of course the Wharf &amp;amp; Union Square. &amp;nbsp;{We fit a lot in two days!}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ktLJm6kt_Is/TuwGxyKxGeI/AAAAAAAAD8Y/et6JofSh5EA/s1600/DSC00081.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ktLJm6kt_Is/TuwGxyKxGeI/AAAAAAAAD8Y/et6JofSh5EA/s640/DSC00081.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Golden Gate Park&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Jm9MQs56D50/TuwG0kj78YI/AAAAAAAAD8g/XJVMPBdF_uQ/s1600/DSC00083.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We also went to The Academy of Science in Golden Gate Park. &amp;nbsp;That was my first time visiting the museum and it was really cool! &amp;nbsp;I'll post about that soon.&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;A little over a week until Christmas... I can't believe it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/939824159405923357-7679651275722077875?l=www.thenigottothinking.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Those who've been naughty wore red, those who've been nice wore white. &amp;nbsp;I was a little naughty and a little nice ;) &amp;nbsp;We didn't play for money this month - instead, we donated all of our money to adopt a family in need. &amp;nbsp;We also did a secret santa gift exchange between us!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5YY6xKa_KXw/TuZZ97bPsrI/AAAAAAAAD7k/PNg-xYj8JsI/s1600/IMG_4238.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5YY6xKa_KXw/TuZZ97bPsrI/AAAAAAAAD7k/PNg-xYj8JsI/s640/IMG_4238.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VsOtSU8RoaQ/TuZaIahGniI/AAAAAAAAD8M/JEMrvgvQHm8/s1600/naughtyornice.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="592" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VsOtSU8RoaQ/TuZaIahGniI/AAAAAAAAD8M/JEMrvgvQHm8/s640/naughtyornice.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AIYD75Zml5g/TuZZ7COmxGI/AAAAAAAAD7c/61TnZo9ENls/s1600/IMG_4235.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AIYD75Zml5g/TuZZ7COmxGI/AAAAAAAAD7c/61TnZo9ENls/s640/IMG_4235.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;{The homemade favors Shannon made us}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oZgpkRmSdq4/TuZZ42WWwUI/AAAAAAAAD7U/UY60LXl4Y6Q/s1600/IMG_4232.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oZgpkRmSdq4/TuZZ42WWwUI/AAAAAAAAD7U/UY60LXl4Y6Q/s640/IMG_4232.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IGnTAAPQjXw/TuZaHpZODXI/AAAAAAAAD8E/lwwaTzIUwv8/s1600/IMG_4291.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IGnTAAPQjXw/TuZaHpZODXI/AAAAAAAAD8E/lwwaTzIUwv8/s640/IMG_4291.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vF9fxwIxQBU/TuZZ2a0Jn1I/AAAAAAAAD7M/lFB1ftYHirI/s1600/IMG_4228.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vF9fxwIxQBU/TuZZ2a0Jn1I/AAAAAAAAD7M/lFB1ftYHirI/s640/IMG_4228.JPG" style="cursor: move;" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JPwncpKlpHM/TuZaFQAdS9I/AAAAAAAAD78/DzWoPiEpbAg/s1600/IMG_4289.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JPwncpKlpHM/TuZaFQAdS9I/AAAAAAAAD78/DzWoPiEpbAg/s640/IMG_4289.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gWdI6IiLlcY/TuZaAYS8QfI/AAAAAAAAD7s/LG4MCkH-YCk/s1600/IMG_4242.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gWdI6IiLlcY/TuZaAYS8QfI/AAAAAAAAD7s/LG4MCkH-YCk/s640/IMG_4242.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EqgLv5pYFkA/TuObhFKF91I/AAAAAAAAD68/fYiFMeLWQjg/s1600/photo-5.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EqgLv5pYFkA/TuObhFKF91I/AAAAAAAAD68/fYiFMeLWQjg/s640/photo-5.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;This is my handwriting on my mom's recipe cards that I made in middle school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LlJ2-uqy3Z4/TuObhgN2G-I/AAAAAAAAD7E/tSjT0nBeo7o/s1600/photo-6.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LlJ2-uqy3Z4/TuObhgN2G-I/AAAAAAAAD7E/tSjT0nBeo7o/s640/photo-6.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;pretty easy to make!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9b-uScRImFI/TuObNzoZHVI/AAAAAAAAD60/m1ZDMOE8SsU/s1600/photo.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9b-uScRImFI/TuObNzoZHVI/AAAAAAAAD60/m1ZDMOE8SsU/s320/photo.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Used my slap chop my mom got me for Xmas last year&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NGTXh90oSKo/TuObKw33QcI/AAAAAAAAD6M/8WsdHYr6uD8/s1600/photo-2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="478" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NGTXh90oSKo/TuObKw33QcI/AAAAAAAAD6M/8WsdHYr6uD8/s640/photo-2.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Yummy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hDt_Z_Gi1yo/TuObKPhpqnI/AAAAAAAAD6E/ECqnY0UwR-U/s1600/photo-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="478" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hDt_Z_Gi1yo/TuObKPhpqnI/AAAAAAAAD6E/ECqnY0UwR-U/s640/photo-1.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The topping ingredients&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gMAgVIPEU_0/TuObMQNW5FI/AAAAAAAAD6c/uZBWUsmiPEM/s1600/photo-4.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="478" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gMAgVIPEU_0/TuObMQNW5FI/AAAAAAAAD6c/uZBWUsmiPEM/s640/photo-4.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The finished product&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_MO7i0gR9UU/TuObLeaMx0I/AAAAAAAAD6U/cOemVqnUSTg/s1600/photo-3.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_MO7i0gR9UU/TuObLeaMx0I/AAAAAAAAD6U/cOemVqnUSTg/s320/photo-3.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I even set the table for us &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;{sort of}&lt;/span&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;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I enjoyed making dinner and hope to start doing it more often. &amp;nbsp;I love using my mom's recipes she used while I was growing up. &amp;nbsp;She and my MIL are both such good cooks, I have a lot to learn!&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;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;What's your favorite recipe that reminds you of growing up?&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/939824159405923357-555976638365500540?l=www.thenigottothinking.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;The Top 5 Regrets&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;1. I wish I’d had the courage to live a life true to myself, not the life others expected of me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This was the most common regret of all. When people realize that their life is almost over and look back clearly on it, it is easy to see how many dreams have gone unfulfilled. Most people have had not honored even a half of their dreams and had to die knowing that it was due to choices they had made, or not made.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It is very important to try and honor at least some of your dreams along the way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;From the moment that you lose your health, it is too late. Health brings a freedom very few realize, until they no longer have it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;2. I wish I didn’t work so hard -&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This came from every male patient that I nursed. They missed their children’s youth and their partner’s companionship.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Women also spoke of this regret. But as most were from an older generation, many of the female patients had not been breadwinners. All of the men I nursed deeply regretted spending so much of their lives on the treadmill of a work existence.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;By simplifying your lifestyle and making conscious choices along the way, it is possible to not need the income that you think you do. And by creating more space in your life, you become happier and more open to new opportunities, ones more suited to your new lifestyle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;3. I wish I’d had the courage to express my feelings -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Many people suppressed their feelings in order to keep peace with others. Many developed illnesses relating to the bitterness and resentment they carried as a result.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;As a result, they settled for a mediocre existence and never became who they were truly capable of becoming.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We cannot control the reactions of others. However, although people may initially react when you change the way you are by speaking honestly, in the end it raises the relationship to a whole new and healthier level. Either that or it releases the unhealthy relationship from your life. Either way, you win.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;4. I wish I had stayed in touch with my friends -&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Often they would not truly realize the full benefits of old friends until their dying weeks and it was not always possible to track them down. Many had become so caught up in their own lives that they had let golden friendships slip by over the years. There were many deep regrets about not giving friendships the time and effort that they deserved. Everyone misses their friends when they are dying.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It is common for anyone in a busy lifestyle to let friendships slip. But when you are faced with your approaching death, the physical details of life fall away. People do want to get their financial affairs in order if possible. But it is not money or status that holds the true importance for them. They want to get things in order more for the benefit of those they love. Usually though, they are too ill and weary to ever manage this task. It all comes down to love and relationships in the end. That is all that remains in the final weeks, love and relationships.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;5. I wish that I had let myself be happier&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is a surprisingly common one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Many did not realize until the end that happiness is a choice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They had stayed stuck in old patterns and habits. The so-called ‘comfort’ of familiarity overflowed into their emotions, as well as their physical lives. Fear of change had them pretending to others, and to their selves, that they were content. When deep within, they longed to laugh properly and have silliness in their life again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When you are on your deathbed, what others think of you is a long way from your mind. How wonderful to be able to let go and smile again, long before you are dying.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Life is a choice. It is YOUR life. Choose consciously, choose wisely, choose honestly. Choose happiness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;By Bronnie Ware&lt;/span&gt; – Purchase her book ‘&lt;a href="http://bronnieware.com/shop.htm"&gt;The Top 5 Regrets Of The Dying’ here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This excerpt was found at&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://addicted2success.com/success-advice/the-top-5-regrets-in-life-by-those-about-to-die/"&gt;Addicted 2 Success&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/939824159405923357-2623539043619948849?l=www.thenigottothinking.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My favorite is our tree because of all the special ornaments. &amp;nbsp;Everywhere we travel, I try to get one, and every year when I put them on the tree, my mind is flooded with memories.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I also love the dining room table. &amp;nbsp;Most of these decorations are from last year. &amp;nbsp;I am so excited we actually get to use our dining room table on Christmas night this year!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3ubEySUC1PU/TtwBWb2fWAI/AAAAAAAAD58/9C358Qeq1k8/s1600/IMG_4211.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3ubEySUC1PU/TtwBWb2fWAI/AAAAAAAAD58/9C358Qeq1k8/s640/IMG_4211.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DXtztc0H4bw/TtwBEvnDb_I/AAAAAAAAD5c/QnsQ3Q9cRq8/s1600/IMG_4213.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DXtztc0H4bw/TtwBEvnDb_I/AAAAAAAAD5c/QnsQ3Q9cRq8/s640/IMG_4213.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-md2fBiiTKV0/TtwBHZDKGOI/AAAAAAAAD5k/ppa3Ktk1Wmg/s1600/IMG_4216.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-md2fBiiTKV0/TtwBHZDKGOI/AAAAAAAAD5k/ppa3Ktk1Wmg/s640/IMG_4216.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-m-rRvXpy2gg/TtwBJn6WJOI/AAAAAAAAD5s/vkTk4poHLqU/s1600/IMG_4220.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-m-rRvXpy2gg/TtwBJn6WJOI/AAAAAAAAD5s/vkTk4poHLqU/s640/IMG_4220.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0IWoOxpnS5U/TtwBMcxeRBI/AAAAAAAAD50/ctVXden6bjQ/s1600/IMG_4226.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0IWoOxpnS5U/TtwBMcxeRBI/AAAAAAAAD50/ctVXden6bjQ/s640/IMG_4226.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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