<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1178550855940320866</id><updated>2011-04-21T21:12:17.187-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Piece from a Meiss</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meisspiece.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178550855940320866/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meisspiece.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13676274964085452142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>37</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1178550855940320866.post-3282282485080642195</id><published>2009-03-11T21:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T21:36:13.150-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FOR-EVER</title><content type='html'>Imagine Squints from "The Sandlot" holding a flashlight under his chin.  Yes, it has been forever since I have updated.  I feel a lot busier than I did in Cali or maybe it's just that I have so many more amazing people to hang out with!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're still living with Anne and Bob.  In the basement of the condo.  It's definately tight quarters down here but I don't mind it.  I Love living and experiencing everything Caroline.  I just felt so far from her and everything she was doing and becoming before (maybe cause I was?)  I love being able to keep her during the day, making her laugh, and teaching her things.  I've taught her a lifelong love for cats.  I'm sure, right?!  She at least, loves Jacy right now!  It's hilarious how she perks up just at the sight of her.  We missed so much in the beginning but we're making up for it now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Derek is liking work  in Peoria.  He says he likes it better than San Jose (and I do too).  His hours are much better.  He just got out of busy season and the latest he worked was 9 or 10 compared to midnight or after in Cali.  However, he did have to work some Saturdays which are never fun but still better than that late!  I'm working PRN for an ortho clinic  and love it.  I wish they could give me full time!  I will be covering for a maternity leave starting in May so that will be full time.  I'm starting to realize I love PRN, I mean where else can you say "Nope, don't wanna work today" :)  Not that I really do that but I love Thinking that I could!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The biggest news is.......we bought a house!  We're so excited!  We close in April and can't wait.  It happened sooo much faster than orginially planned but when do things go as planned? :)  It's a cute all brick ranch house with a backyard that backs up to the trail!  I'm pumped about that!  Everything needs to be painted inside and we're planning to do that before we move or at least the majority.  I can't wait.  We've completely moved in mentally just ready to do it actually!  I wanted to post a pic but I don't have one!  Stay tuned for them!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1178550855940320866-3282282485080642195?l=meisspiece.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meisspiece.blogspot.com/feeds/3282282485080642195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1178550855940320866&amp;postID=3282282485080642195' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178550855940320866/posts/default/3282282485080642195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178550855940320866/posts/default/3282282485080642195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meisspiece.blogspot.com/2009/03/for-ever.html' title='FOR-EVER'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13676274964085452142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1178550855940320866.post-4689927576854073221</id><published>2008-12-30T18:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T18:40:56.226-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Anniversary!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IEGV0ID9i4s/SVrbj0yCXFI/AAAAAAAAAOg/7hxWsF43djQ/s1600-h/015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285778521183116370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IEGV0ID9i4s/SVrbj0yCXFI/AAAAAAAAAOg/7hxWsF43djQ/s320/015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy 2 Year Anniversary! I can't believe it has already been 2 years and I can't wait for the next 22. I love you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1178550855940320866-4689927576854073221?l=meisspiece.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meisspiece.blogspot.com/feeds/4689927576854073221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1178550855940320866&amp;postID=4689927576854073221' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178550855940320866/posts/default/4689927576854073221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178550855940320866/posts/default/4689927576854073221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meisspiece.blogspot.com/2008/12/happy-2-year-anniversary-i-cant-believe.html' title='Happy Anniversary!'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13676274964085452142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IEGV0ID9i4s/SVrbj0yCXFI/AAAAAAAAAOg/7hxWsF43djQ/s72-c/015.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1178550855940320866.post-4016016067128098481</id><published>2008-12-07T18:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T19:00:33.939-08:00</updated><title type='text'>We are HOME!</title><content type='html'>It's been a LONG time and a LOT has happened!  We are finally home, living with Anne and Bob in Normal.  We've been here for a little over a week and so far, so good.  But ask us in Jan and we might feel differently! :)  We (and I mean the Wettsteins and Meiss') are hoping and praying that Ted's house gets done soon so they can move in! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We made it home the Wed before Thanksgiving so we were extra thankful that we got to be with family for the holiday.  We were able to celebrate with 3 sides so we really got to see everyone!  All went well but as they were Thurs, Friday, and Sat, we got a little tired of Turkey! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since Derek transfered with his job, he started right up on the Monday after the holiday.  He actually had training up in Chicago for 3 days and started in Peoria on Thurs.  He thinks he will enjoy working there.  It is a much smaller office so he will be able to have more relationships with his coworkers.  It is a drive but he did sometimes have to be on the road that long in San Jose so there are definate pros and cons.  I don't have a job yet but am looking.  I am actually willing to work anywhere.   Well, not ANYwhere!  But I'm not limiting myself to only an x-ray tech position.  So if anyone knows anything? :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So a little about the trip home.  We decided to actually make it a trip vs. just driving home so we made a few stops along the way.  We went to Las Vegas, the Grand Canyon, saw the Rio Grande in Albuquerque (which was NOT grand, more like Rio Tiny), Hoover Dam, and the Oklamhoma City bombing memorial (this was awesome and very moving).  Vegas was big, the stip goes forever, or at least thats how it felt!  We stayed at the MGM Grand which is the largest hotel in the nation and we snuck the cat in in a backpack!  Yes, we did.  The parking lot was probably a mile and half away from our room and we or shall I say I trucked her thru the parking lot, the hotel LOBBY, casino, hallways, and elevators to get to our room.  Derek had to walk behind me to make sure she didn't get out!  We went with the mentality of sneaking her into hotels that we don't ask, they didn't tell    so we didn't Really know if it was wrong!  We saw a Cirque de Soliel show which was really neat and I won $20 playing slots!  I put $2 in and won $20.  It was so funny!  I was just playing to say that I did and I won!  The Grand Canyon was breathtaking, of course.  I had never seen it before but Derek had.  We got there just in time to see it and then watch the sunset.  Pretty cool!  Pictures will follow in a different post because I'm not one my computer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1178550855940320866-4016016067128098481?l=meisspiece.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meisspiece.blogspot.com/feeds/4016016067128098481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1178550855940320866&amp;postID=4016016067128098481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178550855940320866/posts/default/4016016067128098481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178550855940320866/posts/default/4016016067128098481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meisspiece.blogspot.com/2008/12/we-are-home.html' title='We are HOME!'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13676274964085452142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1178550855940320866.post-7874237769432914210</id><published>2008-11-17T18:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T18:37:14.023-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Sun is setting in California</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IEGV0ID9i4s/SSIpHcHDzMI/AAAAAAAAAMk/lNfKV-XiX84/s1600-h/IMG_1267.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269819721758526658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IEGV0ID9i4s/SSIpHcHDzMI/AAAAAAAAAMk/lNfKV-XiX84/s320/IMG_1267.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow. We are moving THIS week. It's so surreal. I dreamed of this day (and these upcoming to the actual day) wondering how I'd feel. Wait, thinking that I would only feel excitment. Which I really really do but I also feel kind of sad. I mean this is where we started or at least thats how I feel. I want to memorize it, here, the streets, where we like to eat, shop, I want to remember so that when we visit it won't be all new and we can point out places to our kids. But I know that I won't remember, at least not everything. So this week we are visiting our fav. places to eat that aren't in good ol' IL (and because everything is packed and there is a lack of food :)) and doing things that we won't be able to. Like going to the beach to watch the sunset. We went to Half Moon Bay yesterday, sat on the beach, and just soaked it all up. Derek LOVES the beach, loves that it is just an hour away so he's a little sad about being many many many hours away in IL. Here are a few pics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IEGV0ID9i4s/SSIpG9KDGMI/AAAAAAAAAMc/BcB93HDxTLQ/s1600-h/IMG_1266.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269819713449564354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IEGV0ID9i4s/SSIpG9KDGMI/AAAAAAAAAMc/BcB93HDxTLQ/s320/IMG_1266.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So Beautiful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IEGV0ID9i4s/SSIpG6fcXoI/AAAAAAAAAMU/v-4AU7LfwnA/s1600-h/IMG_1259.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269819712733994626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IEGV0ID9i4s/SSIpG6fcXoI/AAAAAAAAAMU/v-4AU7LfwnA/s320/IMG_1259.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IEGV0ID9i4s/SSIpGsVxQDI/AAAAAAAAAMM/6iR4kfRuxzo/s1600-h/IMG_1260.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269819708935323698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IEGV0ID9i4s/SSIpGsVxQDI/AAAAAAAAAMM/6iR4kfRuxzo/s320/IMG_1260.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We both got Nor Cal sweatshirts from Nor Cal!  Cause aparently people out here are very proud of the fact that they are from NORTHERN Cali vs Southern Cal.  Like it's 2 different states.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IEGV0ID9i4s/SSIpGWez0QI/AAAAAAAAAME/yHntJjol6vo/s1600-h/IMG_1249.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269819703067660546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IEGV0ID9i4s/SSIpGWez0QI/AAAAAAAAAME/yHntJjol6vo/s320/IMG_1249.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is actaully the first time I put my feet in the water at Half Moon Bay.  The Pacific Ocean is FREEZING!  Always.  Even in the summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1178550855940320866-7874237769432914210?l=meisspiece.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meisspiece.blogspot.com/feeds/7874237769432914210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1178550855940320866&amp;postID=7874237769432914210' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178550855940320866/posts/default/7874237769432914210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178550855940320866/posts/default/7874237769432914210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meisspiece.blogspot.com/2008/11/sun-is-setting-in-california.html' title='The Sun is setting in California'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13676274964085452142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IEGV0ID9i4s/SSIpHcHDzMI/AAAAAAAAAMk/lNfKV-XiX84/s72-c/IMG_1267.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1178550855940320866.post-3040506325455986789</id><published>2008-11-09T20:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T20:28:04.528-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It Has Begun!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IEGV0ID9i4s/SRe34zvwCdI/AAAAAAAAAL8/u3ZUhm3yA4Y/s1600-h/IMG_1246.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266880475824130514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IEGV0ID9i4s/SRe34zvwCdI/AAAAAAAAAL8/u3ZUhm3yA4Y/s320/IMG_1246.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IEGV0ID9i4s/SRe34fO5zjI/AAAAAAAAAL0/I33Af1fFgeU/s1600-h/IMG_1245.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266880470317649458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IEGV0ID9i4s/SRe34fO5zjI/AAAAAAAAAL0/I33Af1fFgeU/s320/IMG_1245.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IEGV0ID9i4s/SRe335_O0OI/AAAAAAAAALs/0wwhWmjVOKA/s1600-h/IMG_1244.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266880460319805666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IEGV0ID9i4s/SRe335_O0OI/AAAAAAAAALs/0wwhWmjVOKA/s320/IMG_1244.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Packing has begun (and our apartment is a mess) !!! Less than 2 weeks now and we'll be on the road again! Crazy! In 2 wks, we won't even be in the state of California! Weird. We are planning on leaving Friday the 21st and getting home the 26th!  Just in time for Thanksgiving!  We're both really excited and can't wait to get home!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1178550855940320866-3040506325455986789?l=meisspiece.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meisspiece.blogspot.com/feeds/3040506325455986789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1178550855940320866&amp;postID=3040506325455986789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178550855940320866/posts/default/3040506325455986789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178550855940320866/posts/default/3040506325455986789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meisspiece.blogspot.com/2008/11/it-has-begun.html' title='It Has Begun!'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13676274964085452142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IEGV0ID9i4s/SRe34zvwCdI/AAAAAAAAAL8/u3ZUhm3yA4Y/s72-c/IMG_1246.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1178550855940320866.post-6714201647357250334</id><published>2008-10-26T20:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T20:36:59.173-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What a Man!</title><content type='html'>Finally Derek has been getting home at a decent hour. I'm so glad to see him at night even if that means I need to think of dinner! :) However, the week that he worked crazy hours was also the week of my birthday. (And when I say crazy, I mean crazy....like 92 hrs in 1 wk!) Anyway I did get to have a quick lunch with him on the actual day but we just celebrated yesterday. So what did we do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went horseback riding in Half Moon Bay!!!! It was so awesome! I had mentioned once before that would be something I would want to do and he remembered! It didn't matter that neither one of us had been on a horse in many many years or that he was/is kind of afraid, he set it all up! He's such a great husband! We packed a picnic lunch to have on the beach before. He got wine, cheese &amp;amp; crackers, grapes, and dessert. The weather was awesome; it was a BEAUTIFUL day. It was about mid 70s with hardly any wind. Perfect weather for the beach!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were on the horses for about 2 hrs thru trail and beach!! It was like a movie....riding on the beach....can you believe it? :) It was so cool because obviously it isn't something that we'll be able to do next year! They gave us hardly any direction which made Derek very nervous and he already was! He said he didn't really like it for the first half but once we got to the beach, he felt more comfortable. I loved it the entire time but man oh man our butts are sore today!&lt;br /&gt;After wasting some time downtown, we headed to dinner at a brewery on the beach. We sat outside, sipped some beer and enjoyed the sunset! It was a perfect day! I told D that he set the bar high! What's up for next years birthday? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few pics of the day. Are there enough Mom?&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IEGV0ID9i4s/SQU1RSU_phI/AAAAAAAAALU/aa6ZpRzLJiA/s1600-h/IMG_1235.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261670310746236434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IEGV0ID9i4s/SQU1RSU_phI/AAAAAAAAALU/aa6ZpRzLJiA/s320/IMG_1235.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IEGV0ID9i4s/SQU1RU-PMxI/AAAAAAAAALM/4jqvm-SgSTU/s1600-h/IMG_1231.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261670311456092946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IEGV0ID9i4s/SQU1RU-PMxI/AAAAAAAAALM/4jqvm-SgSTU/s320/IMG_1231.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A little wine, a little cheese&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IEGV0ID9i4s/SQU1QxUBbDI/AAAAAAAAALE/SNer0TaezuM/s1600-h/IMG_1232.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261670301883788338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IEGV0ID9i4s/SQU1QxUBbDI/AAAAAAAAALE/SNer0TaezuM/s320/IMG_1232.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IEGV0ID9i4s/SQU070u9uzI/AAAAAAAAAK8/FstRpAPEx9M/s1600-h/IMG_1243.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261669942024846130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IEGV0ID9i4s/SQU070u9uzI/AAAAAAAAAK8/FstRpAPEx9M/s320/IMG_1243.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Beautiful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IEGV0ID9i4s/SQU07cmptJI/AAAAAAAAAK0/XhyVs71Gws0/s1600-h/IMG_1240.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261669935547528338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IEGV0ID9i4s/SQU07cmptJI/AAAAAAAAAK0/XhyVs71Gws0/s320/IMG_1240.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our horses!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IEGV0ID9i4s/SQU062iJwGI/AAAAAAAAAKs/oJsUmcMD3sM/s1600-h/IMG_1238.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261669925328109666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IEGV0ID9i4s/SQU062iJwGI/AAAAAAAAAKs/oJsUmcMD3sM/s320/IMG_1238.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me &amp;amp; Susie Q&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IEGV0ID9i4s/SQU06o5COaI/AAAAAAAAAKk/eNVVL9tdOmA/s1600-h/IMG_1237.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261669921665989026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IEGV0ID9i4s/SQU06o5COaI/AAAAAAAAAKk/eNVVL9tdOmA/s320/IMG_1237.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Derek never found out his horse's name or whethere it was a boy or girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IEGV0ID9i4s/SQU06cvI6fI/AAAAAAAAAKc/Rw9Ohixs5c8/s1600-h/IMG_1236.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261669918403258866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IEGV0ID9i4s/SQU06cvI6fI/AAAAAAAAAKc/Rw9Ohixs5c8/s320/IMG_1236.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry they're out of order! I can't figure out how to fix it! I hate that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1178550855940320866-6714201647357250334?l=meisspiece.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meisspiece.blogspot.com/feeds/6714201647357250334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1178550855940320866&amp;postID=6714201647357250334' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178550855940320866/posts/default/6714201647357250334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178550855940320866/posts/default/6714201647357250334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meisspiece.blogspot.com/2008/10/finally-derek-has-been-getting-home-at.html' title='What a Man!'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13676274964085452142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IEGV0ID9i4s/SQU1RSU_phI/AAAAAAAAALU/aa6ZpRzLJiA/s72-c/IMG_1235.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1178550855940320866.post-7047912483461848838</id><published>2008-10-08T18:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T19:08:04.111-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm single?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Not really. But I do slightly feel like that. Derek has started a 2 wk crazy busy schedule. He has to work to midnight or past every night and he has to work both weekends. Not it will sort of feel like I am. I understand that people have to work. I read blogs with women whose husbands are doctors and their schedules are Way worse than his. But come on, they are doctors, saving lives. Derek is an ACCOUNTANT! I'm pretty sure he isn't saving any lives with his work! A business- maybe, a life- not so much! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It really makes me want to be home. I'm pretty sour about this much working but I know he doesn't like/want it. I think that if we were in Il I wouldn't feel quite this upset cause I would have family and friends to keep me company. There isn't really anyone here. Maybe I'm kidding myself. I do have to work a bit more than usual so that at least should keep me busy. Well, its a little less than 2 months now. Can't wait!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1178550855940320866-7047912483461848838?l=meisspiece.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meisspiece.blogspot.com/feeds/7047912483461848838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1178550855940320866&amp;postID=7047912483461848838' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178550855940320866/posts/default/7047912483461848838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178550855940320866/posts/default/7047912483461848838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meisspiece.blogspot.com/2008/10/im-single.html' title='I&apos;m single?'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13676274964085452142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1178550855940320866.post-2571219218607246416</id><published>2008-09-17T15:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T16:11:24.457-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Office or Jon &amp; Kate?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The other day, Derek and I were in Target.  As we were walking by the DVD section,  I paused to pick up the new season of "The Office".  We are new fans and have been playing "catch up" viewing seasons 1-3 just these past couple of months!  We LOVE it! So funny!    Well, we do have a slight problem with the time it's on......the same time of Grey's Anatomy!! Grr!  We have watched Grey's from the beginning and we also love that.  Ok, me more than him but he likes it.  So back to the story.  We haven't seen season 4.  Hence, me picking the DVD up to inspect it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm looking at it and Derek steps next to me.  I hear....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;*GASP*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I look over to see what he's gasping at.  And he's holding the DVD of&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Jon and Kate plus 8!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He's a big fan.  A big fan.  Well, so I am!  I started watching the hour specials and made him watch with me.  However, he didn't like it.  Being the good wife I am, I forced him to watch it!  Now he loves it!  We both do!  Every Monday he comes home from work and says&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Is it a new Jon and Kate?"  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;with this excited voice!  It's great!  He loves to repeat the funny lines the kids come up with!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Who doesn't remember  "Daddies have weiners!"  Love it!  I can't wait til Caroline is spitting out hilarious lines like that!  Although not that in particular! :)  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1178550855940320866-2571219218607246416?l=meisspiece.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meisspiece.blogspot.com/feeds/2571219218607246416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1178550855940320866&amp;postID=2571219218607246416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178550855940320866/posts/default/2571219218607246416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178550855940320866/posts/default/2571219218607246416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meisspiece.blogspot.com/2008/09/office-or-jon-kate.html' title='The Office or Jon &amp; Kate?'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13676274964085452142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1178550855940320866.post-8498052714135752117</id><published>2008-09-02T19:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T19:55:54.289-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Laborless Labor Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We had a Great Labor day! We packed a picnic lunch, a beach blanket, books, and headed down to Capitola beach. It's a beach that we had never been before. It was super nice. The town was just like you imagine a cute little beach town to look like. Ideallic (spelling?). We left early cause we knew that it would be busy and it was. It was a beautiful day, 70s, sunny, breezy, couldn't get any better. Since we left so early to get there we decided to leave early (and because Derek was getting burned!). We decided to drive up along the coast to Half Moon Bay. BEAUTIFUL. You have the ocean on one side and green foothills on the other. We rolled the windows down and were cooled by the ocean breeze. Even though we are excited about moving home, we are definately miss that! Theres just no place to do that in IL! :) Here a few pics of the day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IEGV0ID9i4s/SL36t9aBshI/AAAAAAAAAI0/3falI9kpCEI/s1600-h/IMG_1206.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241621208813908498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IEGV0ID9i4s/SL36t9aBshI/AAAAAAAAAI0/3falI9kpCEI/s320/IMG_1206.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Eatin' lunch.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IEGV0ID9i4s/SL36uB4pKDI/AAAAAAAAAI8/kkkh99E83Tg/s1600-h/IMG_1208.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241621210016065586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IEGV0ID9i4s/SL36uB4pKDI/AAAAAAAAAI8/kkkh99E83Tg/s320/IMG_1208.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IEGV0ID9i4s/SL36uQgyncI/AAAAAAAAAJE/Wrvelmqi0eU/s1600-h/IMG_1212.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241621213942554050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IEGV0ID9i4s/SL36uQgyncI/AAAAAAAAAJE/Wrvelmqi0eU/s320/IMG_1212.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IEGV0ID9i4s/SL36usdfK4I/AAAAAAAAAJM/JkpSqkbhSs0/s1600-h/IMG_1209.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241621221444889474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IEGV0ID9i4s/SL36usdfK4I/AAAAAAAAAJM/JkpSqkbhSs0/s320/IMG_1209.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Can you see D's reflection? :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IEGV0ID9i4s/SL36u0ZA24I/AAAAAAAAAJU/VFYET3KrdZk/s1600-h/IMG_1213.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241621223573609346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IEGV0ID9i4s/SL36u0ZA24I/AAAAAAAAAJU/VFYET3KrdZk/s320/IMG_1213.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;How about the windsheild reflection? :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;On a side note. Derek was reading my blog while I was sitting next to him. I have to apologize for my poor grammar! I have a very bad habit of NOT proof reading my blogs.....and it shows! I write like I think and it doesn't always come out making sense! So I'm sorry and I promise to work on it. But please don't expect perfection cause you won't get it! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1178550855940320866-8498052714135752117?l=meisspiece.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meisspiece.blogspot.com/feeds/8498052714135752117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1178550855940320866&amp;postID=8498052714135752117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178550855940320866/posts/default/8498052714135752117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178550855940320866/posts/default/8498052714135752117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meisspiece.blogspot.com/2008/09/laborless-labor-day.html' title='Laborless Labor Day'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13676274964085452142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IEGV0ID9i4s/SL36t9aBshI/AAAAAAAAAI0/3falI9kpCEI/s72-c/IMG_1206.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1178550855940320866.post-2470901125950523986</id><published>2008-08-25T18:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T18:24:02.184-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend Update</title><content type='html'>Scott, a friend from ISU was coming out to the Bay area for work this week and decided to come out a little early to come visit! He got here on Saturday and we just hung around the apartment. We went to dinner at Gorden Biersch that night. It's a fav of Scott's. We really enjoyed "dining" with a friend! We talked nonstop! I do remember I did a lot of the talking. Hmmm. Does that sound like me? Scott had to be in San Fran for work on Monday so after breakfast out we drove to "the city". (Everyone out here calls it the city. We don't know why. Especially considering that San Jose has like 300,000 people on it.) The weather was beautiful and Scott's rental was a Pontiac G6 hard top convertable! I was so excited! So many times I've said to D "Wouldn't be awesome to have a convertable in this weather?" and we finally had access to one! BUT the dang top wouldn't go down!!! Grrr! Sorry, getting back, we walked around the Wharf and down to Ghiradelli Square for some ice cream! Cookies and cream in a waffle cone! YUM! Aparently I got a little ice cream on my lip from my first bite that stayed until my last. Thanks guys for telling me! After our ice cream we headed back to San Jose by way of train (since Scott drove). It was a great weekend. Here are a couple of pics from the weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IEGV0ID9i4s/SLNZkBqSp8I/AAAAAAAAAIc/DqC8wUyKTQk/s1600-h/IMG_1203.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238629267018000322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IEGV0ID9i4s/SLNZkBqSp8I/AAAAAAAAAIc/DqC8wUyKTQk/s320/IMG_1203.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IEGV0ID9i4s/SLNZkUJRV_I/AAAAAAAAAIk/QybYrKZR-oo/s1600-h/IMG_1204.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238629271979775986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IEGV0ID9i4s/SLNZkUJRV_I/AAAAAAAAAIk/QybYrKZR-oo/s320/IMG_1204.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This picture isn't from the weekend but it needs to be shown. It is evidence that Derek does IN FACT like the cat. If he has ever told you he doesn't then he's a liar. This pic proves it. And I'll have you know that he went and PICKED Jacy up to lay with him. I'm pretty sure she loves him a little more than me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IEGV0ID9i4s/SLNZk0LzrcI/AAAAAAAAAIs/dNGkSkrqAzs/s1600-h/IMG_1202.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238629280580349378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IEGV0ID9i4s/SLNZk0LzrcI/AAAAAAAAAIs/dNGkSkrqAzs/s320/IMG_1202.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1178550855940320866-2470901125950523986?l=meisspiece.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meisspiece.blogspot.com/feeds/2470901125950523986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1178550855940320866&amp;postID=2470901125950523986' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178550855940320866/posts/default/2470901125950523986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178550855940320866/posts/default/2470901125950523986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meisspiece.blogspot.com/2008/08/weekend-update.html' title='Weekend Update'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13676274964085452142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IEGV0ID9i4s/SLNZkBqSp8I/AAAAAAAAAIc/DqC8wUyKTQk/s72-c/IMG_1203.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1178550855940320866.post-4131107403652884545</id><published>2008-08-20T21:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T22:13:50.551-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Great News!!!</title><content type='html'>So this post is going to seem a bit ironic considering the last post.  But........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;WE'RE MOVING HOME!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's true!  We are so excited and I reiterate the WE!!  I know that I have always been the one to want to move back but Derek has finally jumped onto my boat! :)  After much thinking and praying the decision was made.   D will be transfering with PriceWaterhouseCoopers  (PwC) to the Peoria office December 1st so we still have 3 1/2 mths here. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It just makes me think about the "plans" that I made for my life.  I always thought I would grow up, get a job (although I could definately give that up now! :)) , get married, have babies, and just be happy.  However, I ALWAYS thought that all of these things would be done in central IL near my family.  I never wanted nor dreamed of moving away.  But Derek wanted to.  And I married him.  So, I had to. Right?  But more than that, God changed my "plans" and expectations to His plan.  His plan was for us to move here to San Jose, CA, 2000 miles away from anyone and everyone we know.  And it was/is hard.  That may sound trite but unless you've done it, don't knock it! :)  But also, it's been great.  Great for us, our marriage, our time.  We both feel that even though we moved 7 mths after getting married, THIS is where we started our life together.  And D always thought that he would want to be in Cali for (if he had his way) 5-10 yrs.  But God changed his plans and his heart.  God really worked in his heart and now D is just as excited to move as me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not SUPER!! excited about moving home!!!!! Cause I AM!!! I can't wait!  Hopefully I'll see you in December!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1178550855940320866-4131107403652884545?l=meisspiece.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meisspiece.blogspot.com/feeds/4131107403652884545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1178550855940320866&amp;postID=4131107403652884545' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178550855940320866/posts/default/4131107403652884545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178550855940320866/posts/default/4131107403652884545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meisspiece.blogspot.com/2008/08/great-news.html' title='Great News!!!'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13676274964085452142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1178550855940320866.post-8093740060070364035</id><published>2008-08-16T20:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T21:06:46.783-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Anniversary to Us!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;It had been &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1 YEAR&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; since we have officially lived in California.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;August 16 last year we arrived here in San Jose around 4pm and had everything moved in by 7:30!! Thank you Meisses (I know this is my last name but I have NO idea how to pluralize it!! Can someone tell me? :))  They were so helpful and so great!  We had our first meal in our apartment.  It was pizza from Pizza California.  Pretty good.  We still get it and it's literally around the corner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember the last day of driving.  I was anxious to see the apartment and just get here.  We spent 40 HOURS in the car.  AND that was over 3 1/2 days driving behind a 26 ft truck that could only go about 65!  It was pretty much awful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe that it has been a year.  It went by fast but I also feel like "WHAT? It's only been a year!?!"  Looking back it went by fast but there were different months that I thought we had been here so long but it wasn't even a year yet.  But now it officially has.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Anniversary California.&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/1178550855940320866-8093740060070364035?l=meisspiece.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meisspiece.blogspot.com/feeds/8093740060070364035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1178550855940320866&amp;postID=8093740060070364035' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178550855940320866/posts/default/8093740060070364035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178550855940320866/posts/default/8093740060070364035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meisspiece.blogspot.com/2008/08/happy-anniversary-to-us.html' title='Happy Anniversary to Us!'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13676274964085452142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1178550855940320866.post-2706949906029532912</id><published>2008-08-12T16:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T17:12:06.803-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FYI:</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I have an announcement.......Ahem.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I did not get out of my pajamas until 4:30.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I know, I know, what was I thinking?  &lt;em&gt;NOTHING&lt;/em&gt;! Thats what I was thinking!  I didn't do &lt;strong&gt;ANYTHING&lt;/strong&gt; today!  And it was wonderful, glorious, loved it!  Well, I did clean the bathroom (gotta give me a little credit!) but that was it.  It was just one of those days!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Don't hate me cause I disgusting!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1178550855940320866-2706949906029532912?l=meisspiece.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meisspiece.blogspot.com/feeds/2706949906029532912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1178550855940320866&amp;postID=2706949906029532912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178550855940320866/posts/default/2706949906029532912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178550855940320866/posts/default/2706949906029532912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meisspiece.blogspot.com/2008/08/fyi.html' title='FYI:'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13676274964085452142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1178550855940320866.post-1293743553315503048</id><published>2008-08-07T17:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T18:24:46.349-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It was too short!!</title><content type='html'>We're back..... with a &lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;FEW&lt;/span&gt; complications and &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;MANY&lt;/span&gt; great memories. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, lets start with the flight home and go from there.  We had an early flight to Chicago and had about a 2 1/2 hr wait for the flight to Bloomington.  HOWEVER, there were some storms that passed through that delayed our flight.  We're supposed to leave at 3:50 but didn't until 5:30.  It was a long wait and we almost missed it!  They told us that the plane wouldn't be there til 6 and then they changed the gate.  I wanted to waste some time so we walked around.  Derek kept saying we should check but it was only 5:15 so I said no.  Then we sat near but not in the gate area and started playing a game (name that person from Il that we both HAVE to know.  kinda like 20 questions but who wants to keep track?  quite fun actually)  Thats besides the point,  on with the story.  While we were playing, I heard the announcer girl say something about Bloomington flight but didn't know what.  D got up to investigate.  Our gate had been changed AGAIN and it was the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;FINAL&lt;/span&gt; boarding call! AHH!!!  You know when you see those people rushing to get to there gate?  Yeah, that was us!  But we made it! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We arrived to BMI, called Anne and she said she was almost there.  We turned the corner and there she was!  With Ali, Nick, and Libby, oh and of course, Caroline!  We ended up going to Ali and Nick's,  and had Monical's pizza (which we miss!)  There was also a small issue with D's suit  but in the end, everything worked out.  We were able to see so many friends and family this weekend.  2 very pregnant friends that did NOT help my baby craze!!!  So cute!!  The wedding was great and got to see even more people!  It was a busy weekend but we were glad for it! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flash to Monday, time to leave.  We head to the airport about 4, start to check in and the lady says, you do know your flight's been cancelled?  What? NO, we did NOT know that!  Yes, we called xxxxxx and left a message at noon. What? Noon?  Oh thats not our number.  We booked our tickets thru our credit card, they called them.  It was cancelled to due more storms in Chicago so we debated about driving there.  In the end we felt that we would be too pressed for time.  As it turns out, the San Jose flight was cancelled!  Yay!  We got one more night here AND we don't have to feel guilty for it!  (Thankfully, I didn't have to work but Derek did but he got it cleared)  So now Tuesday, time to leave.  We check in fine, get to Chicago, and decide to have dinner at Chili's.  Let's waste more time.  We don't have to leave til 8:40 and we got to Chi at 6, we got out of Chili's at 7:15.  Not bad.  We walk to the gate, settle in for a wait.  After a while, Derek gets up to get a drink and notices that the flight has been delayed til 9:05.  Ok, fine.  (I do have to work on Wed, calculating how late we'll get back, how much sleep....)  We don't end up boarding til 9:30.  Everybody gets seated, start up the plane, pull away from the walkway, stop, wait, wait, wait, captain comes on and says there's problem with an engine.  It's too hot and they need shut it down, cool it off, and start it again.  It doesn't work.  We have to DEBOARD and wait for another plane!  We didn't end up leaving Chicago til 11:30!!! We were/ still are so tired! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you know what?  It was not fun and I did complain but I'm really happy we got to go home in the first place.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1178550855940320866-1293743553315503048?l=meisspiece.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meisspiece.blogspot.com/feeds/1293743553315503048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1178550855940320866&amp;postID=1293743553315503048' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178550855940320866/posts/default/1293743553315503048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178550855940320866/posts/default/1293743553315503048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meisspiece.blogspot.com/2008/08/it-was-too-short.html' title='It was too short!!'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13676274964085452142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1178550855940320866.post-8091335871148692189</id><published>2008-07-30T20:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T20:37:38.638-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend Getaway</title><content type='html'>Yes that right, Derek and I are taking a short weekend getaway to.......Illinois!! Yay!  It's a short trip just Thurs to Monday.  Derek's in his friend Seth's wedding, so we're coming back.  We're very excited even though it's so short and we're happy that we're able to make it.  We can't wait to see all our family and friends.  We're pushing everyone into 4 days but we're pumped!  However, we're not so excited for the 6:45 am flight tommorow and the over 2 hr layover in Chicago (we're then flying to B-town) but what are you gonna do?  :)  Hope to see you this weekend!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1178550855940320866-8091335871148692189?l=meisspiece.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meisspiece.blogspot.com/feeds/8091335871148692189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1178550855940320866&amp;postID=8091335871148692189' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178550855940320866/posts/default/8091335871148692189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178550855940320866/posts/default/8091335871148692189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meisspiece.blogspot.com/2008/07/weekend-getaway.html' title='Weekend Getaway'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13676274964085452142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1178550855940320866.post-1279928787348477216</id><published>2008-07-25T18:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T18:28:49.419-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Post of Pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IEGV0ID9i4s/SIp8v1H2FlI/AAAAAAAAAG4/QnvfBbiui4k/s1600-h/IMG_1124.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227127478672561746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IEGV0ID9i4s/SIp8v1H2FlI/AAAAAAAAAG4/QnvfBbiui4k/s320/IMG_1124.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So cute!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_IEGV0ID9i4s/SIp8wBf6RmI/AAAAAAAAAHA/9kuM9KUi_Xw/s1600-h/IMG_1133.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227127481994724962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_IEGV0ID9i4s/SIp8wBf6RmI/AAAAAAAAAHA/9kuM9KUi_Xw/s320/IMG_1133.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IEGV0ID9i4s/SIp8wR2WBwI/AAAAAAAAAHI/b9wGjlY7enc/s1600-h/IMG_1137.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227127486383785730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IEGV0ID9i4s/SIp8wR2WBwI/AAAAAAAAAHI/b9wGjlY7enc/s320/IMG_1137.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I had to capture her crying!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IEGV0ID9i4s/SIp8w13tPGI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/5xauxy5QRTU/s1600-h/IMG_1143.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227127496053177442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IEGV0ID9i4s/SIp8w13tPGI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/5xauxy5QRTU/s320/IMG_1143.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IEGV0ID9i4s/SIp8xB0nMfI/AAAAAAAAAHY/Eq8hIjifmJ0/s1600-h/IMG_1158.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227127499261424114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IEGV0ID9i4s/SIp8xB0nMfI/AAAAAAAAAHY/Eq8hIjifmJ0/s320/IMG_1158.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What a sweet family!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IEGV0ID9i4s/SIp8GMd9XcI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/bICMk8DNYr8/s1600-h/IMG_0994.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227126763384823234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IEGV0ID9i4s/SIp8GMd9XcI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/bICMk8DNYr8/s320/IMG_0994.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I LOVE this picture!  It's like she has something to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IEGV0ID9i4s/SIp8GaH2hDI/AAAAAAAAAGY/NiYSP4KzPIo/s1600-h/IMG_0989.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227126767050196018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IEGV0ID9i4s/SIp8GaH2hDI/AAAAAAAAAGY/NiYSP4KzPIo/s320/IMG_0989.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Check out the drool.  This is our desk top image.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IEGV0ID9i4s/SIp8Gv6OypI/AAAAAAAAAGg/sLaoUeDsyc4/s1600-h/IMG_1005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227126772898646674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IEGV0ID9i4s/SIp8Gv6OypI/AAAAAAAAAGg/sLaoUeDsyc4/s320/IMG_1005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_IEGV0ID9i4s/SIp8HO-CJUI/AAAAAAAAAGo/PMEncrcfLcU/s1600-h/IMG_1076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227126781236094274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_IEGV0ID9i4s/SIp8HO-CJUI/AAAAAAAAAGo/PMEncrcfLcU/s320/IMG_1076.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yeah, there's like 10 different pics of us making faces.  We're pretty entertaining, at least to ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_IEGV0ID9i4s/SIp8Hf9hLpI/AAAAAAAAAGw/pYEEh17xIj8/s1600-h/IMG_1102.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227126785797336722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_IEGV0ID9i4s/SIp8Hf9hLpI/AAAAAAAAAGw/pYEEh17xIj8/s320/IMG_1102.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Seriously, when do I get one?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1178550855940320866-1279928787348477216?l=meisspiece.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meisspiece.blogspot.com/feeds/1279928787348477216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1178550855940320866&amp;postID=1279928787348477216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178550855940320866/posts/default/1279928787348477216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178550855940320866/posts/default/1279928787348477216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meisspiece.blogspot.com/2008/07/post-of-pictures.html' title='A Post of Pictures'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13676274964085452142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_IEGV0ID9i4s/SIp8v1H2FlI/AAAAAAAAAG4/QnvfBbiui4k/s72-c/IMG_1124.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1178550855940320866.post-6463135033526036680</id><published>2008-07-23T17:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T22:15:01.694-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It went to FAST!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IEGV0ID9i4s/SIgPfF9DLSI/AAAAAAAAAFk/yUXayg2AUh0/s1600-h/IMG_1168.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226444394412059938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IEGV0ID9i4s/SIgPfF9DLSI/AAAAAAAAAFk/yUXayg2AUh0/s320/IMG_1168.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Wettsteins are gone......tear. It was a GREAT week and went by entirely too fast. We did lots of things and D and I felt that we also had our own mini vaca. We went to Napa, yes we had a baby in the wineries. But she was good so it didn't matter. We went to the San Fran Zoo which was &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;SO COLD&lt;/span&gt;! It was like 55 degrees and cloudy. Anne and Bob ended up buying a fleece zippy and hat for Caroline. Nothing like winter weather in July! We went shopping at an outlet mall in Gilroy the garlic capital of the world. No joke, it smells like it too. We went to church, swam in our pool, got yummi yogurt, and I took a MILLION pictures (not really but alot). So yeah, it was great. Derek walked in tonight and said "I miss living with Anne and Bob, can we rent a room from them?" :) Maybe someday. :) Here are some pics to share in the fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IEGV0ID9i4s/SIgNWHEN0fI/AAAAAAAAAE8/0BayMX-SdMw/s1600-h/IMG_0995.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226442041068474866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IEGV0ID9i4s/SIgNWHEN0fI/AAAAAAAAAE8/0BayMX-SdMw/s320/IMG_0995.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The first day. She is so Cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IEGV0ID9i4s/SIgNX4bOq2I/AAAAAAAAAFE/AwAMGngJcNc/s1600-h/IMG_1001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226442071498206050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IEGV0ID9i4s/SIgNX4bOq2I/AAAAAAAAAFE/AwAMGngJcNc/s320/IMG_1001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Derek's favorite. He thinks it could win a cutest baby contest. I don't know, maybe we're biased! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IEGV0ID9i4s/SIgNYAtr5XI/AAAAAAAAAFM/aHjSOSSJaDk/s1600-h/IMG_1019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226442073723102578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IEGV0ID9i4s/SIgNYAtr5XI/AAAAAAAAAFM/aHjSOSSJaDk/s320/IMG_1019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; In Napa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IEGV0ID9i4s/SIgNYQSwneI/AAAAAAAAAFU/CAfwpqVvtkU/s1600-h/IMG_1040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226442077905133026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IEGV0ID9i4s/SIgNYQSwneI/AAAAAAAAAFU/CAfwpqVvtkU/s320/IMG_1040.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;GRRRRR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IEGV0ID9i4s/SIgNYh2_hfI/AAAAAAAAAFc/HX9N-zs3HNg/s1600-h/IMG_1097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226442082620507634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IEGV0ID9i4s/SIgNYh2_hfI/AAAAAAAAAFc/HX9N-zs3HNg/s320/IMG_1097.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love how he's looking at her. I CAN'T WAIT to get me one of those! :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I took so many I can't decide so I'll just wait and post more later.  Hopefully that makes you want to come back! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1178550855940320866-6463135033526036680?l=meisspiece.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meisspiece.blogspot.com/feeds/6463135033526036680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1178550855940320866&amp;postID=6463135033526036680' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178550855940320866/posts/default/6463135033526036680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178550855940320866/posts/default/6463135033526036680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meisspiece.blogspot.com/2008/07/it-went-to-fast.html' title='It went to FAST!!'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13676274964085452142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_IEGV0ID9i4s/SIgPfF9DLSI/AAAAAAAAAFk/yUXayg2AUh0/s72-c/IMG_1168.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1178550855940320866.post-107490021092726675</id><published>2008-07-14T19:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T19:41:55.372-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Six Flags..More fun!</title><content type='html'>What a weekend.  It flew by and I can't believe that it's over.  But, I'm super glad that today is done and work is over for the next week and a half!  Derek's aunt and uncle and their family are vacationing in Cali and we were able to spend the weekend with them.  We had tons of fun and were really happy they came.  They got here on Sat around lunchtime and we gave a "tour" of our 1 bedroom apartment (exciting, we know) and then we got lunch at In and Out.  It's basically a made to order fast food with fries that you watch them make and good burgers (and only burgers).  Derek loves it and thinks it a necessasity when coming to Cali.  If you come and visit, we'll be sure to take you.  We took them on a small tour of San Jose, came back and swam and then went out to dinner.  It was so great to be able to have dinner with people!  They treated us and we were so thankful!!!  Sunday took us to Six Flags.  You know......2 flags.....6 flags, more flags, more fun!  We heard that commercial ALOT yesterday.  I love rollercoasters!  We went on all but 2 and we rode 2 twice.  One of the ones I didn't go on was called Tony Hawk's Big Spin....as you can tell in the name it spins and I don't do well with spinning.  It was a really fun day but really long and draining as well.  We got there at 10:30 and left at 8:20.  Long day.  I slept so well last night and can't wait for tonight!  No pics cause we didn't bring our camera but really fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 more day until Anne and Bob and of course, Caroline!  Can't wait!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1178550855940320866-107490021092726675?l=meisspiece.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meisspiece.blogspot.com/feeds/107490021092726675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1178550855940320866&amp;postID=107490021092726675' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178550855940320866/posts/default/107490021092726675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178550855940320866/posts/default/107490021092726675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meisspiece.blogspot.com/2008/07/six-flagsmore-fun.html' title='Six Flags..More fun!'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13676274964085452142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1178550855940320866.post-8774216921505559999</id><published>2008-07-02T20:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T21:02:24.925-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy.......?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Happy Birthday Dad......yesterday!  I forgot to post this yesterday!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_IEGV0ID9i4s/SGxO84A9ckI/AAAAAAAAAE0/5jJDgxeUkhM/s1600-h/IMG_0418.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218632875951092290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_IEGV0ID9i4s/SGxO84A9ckI/AAAAAAAAAE0/5jJDgxeUkhM/s320/IMG_0418.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Happy Anniversary Will and Michelle! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_IEGV0ID9i4s/SGxOQaF7GfI/AAAAAAAAAEs/M_pBUoX_MeA/s1600-h/P1010113.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218632112004602354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_IEGV0ID9i4s/SGxOQaF7GfI/AAAAAAAAAEs/M_pBUoX_MeA/s320/P1010113.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1178550855940320866-8774216921505559999?l=meisspiece.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meisspiece.blogspot.com/feeds/8774216921505559999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1178550855940320866&amp;postID=8774216921505559999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178550855940320866/posts/default/8774216921505559999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178550855940320866/posts/default/8774216921505559999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meisspiece.blogspot.com/2008/07/happy.html' title='Happy.......?'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13676274964085452142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_IEGV0ID9i4s/SGxO84A9ckI/AAAAAAAAAE0/5jJDgxeUkhM/s72-c/IMG_0418.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1178550855940320866.post-6057528889360808231</id><published>2008-07-02T20:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T20:54:20.286-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2 Weeks Left!</title><content type='html'>In 2 weeks my favorite family is coming to visit us!!!! I'm SOOOOO SUPER excited?!?! Can you tell? I can't wait to hold my little neice who is not so little anymore! I got to see her roll over on Skype last night and told Derek about it. He was jealous and said that he wanted to see her do it. So tonight we got on, watched, and waited. It took a while but she finally did it! AND, she went from back to stomach to back!!! She'd never done that before and I'm SO happy I got to see one of her "firsts" as I miss basically all of them. (A few tears rolling down my cheeks now) Anyway, it was very exciting and I CAN'T wait to see you guys! Love and miss you so much!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, just a quick thanks for looking so good for us!  :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1178550855940320866-6057528889360808231?l=meisspiece.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meisspiece.blogspot.com/feeds/6057528889360808231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1178550855940320866&amp;postID=6057528889360808231' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178550855940320866/posts/default/6057528889360808231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178550855940320866/posts/default/6057528889360808231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meisspiece.blogspot.com/2008/07/2-weeks-left.html' title='2 Weeks Left!'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13676274964085452142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1178550855940320866.post-505582210424328921</id><published>2008-06-30T23:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T23:39:24.837-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun in the Sun and Weekend</title><content type='html'>We had a pretty good weekend. Friday I didn't have to work because D's work had a "Fun in the Sun" day, which meant that we went down to Santa Cruz boardwalk and beach for fun, food, and sun. It was kind of a let down though. Derek ended up having to work til 2:30 when he wasn't supposed to at all. He had signed up for kayaking in the ocean which we missed. It was a bummer. By the time we left for Santa Cruz it was about 3:30. It usually takes about an hour to get there but we ran into an accident so it ended up taking 1 1/2 hr and when we got there, it was NOT sunny. I'm sure that it is not a widely known fact but there over 800 fires in the state of Cali this weekend. This made for some inclement air quality, hazy, cloudy, all the adjectives you don't want to describe your beach day. There were some perks though, like the free food and the wrist bands, which meant that you could ride all the rides you wanted. We rode one. But that was fun and it was featured in 4 movies, the only one I can remember is Dangerous Minds. I tried to sing the song for D but couldn't remember it. Anyone remember? We topped off the evening with a funnel cake. Love 'em.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IEGV0ID9i4s/SGnOHdOtQxI/AAAAAAAAAEE/1Ac4sqyHfKg/s1600-h/IMG_0948.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217928270786151186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IEGV0ID9i4s/SGnOHdOtQxI/AAAAAAAAAEE/1Ac4sqyHfKg/s320/IMG_0948.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I'm pumped for Fun in the Sun. What I didn't know.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;On Sunday, we decided to go to an Oakland A's game. They played the San Fran Giants in the Battle of the Bay. I decided to root for San Fran. They won 11-1. I think it was because of me. We decided to take the BART (which is basically a train) to the game so we wouldn't have to bother parking. Derek thought that you could drink on the BART so we got some drinks :) for the ride. We had a frustrating time buying the BART tickets and I told D that he had a drink waiting for him. We get on, he opens up, takes a swig, then I notice it, a sign.....no food or drinks. Uh Oh. Now we have 2 24oz drinks that we have to chug before the game! Which is in like 15 min (it didn't happen, I'm not very good at chugging). Over all we had a good time even if our seats weren't the best. &lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IEGV0ID9i4s/SGnQhzBiJBI/AAAAAAAAAEk/6cgzzqxWTPc/s1600-h/IMG_0950.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217930922336330770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IEGV0ID9i4s/SGnQhzBiJBI/AAAAAAAAAEk/6cgzzqxWTPc/s320/IMG_0950.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I know this sounds weird but he looks like such a Meiss here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IEGV0ID9i4s/SGnQKB5My6I/AAAAAAAAAEM/Rza_sAd9DwE/s1600-h/IMG_0950.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IEGV0ID9i4s/SGnQKv0Qr_I/AAAAAAAAAEU/pfYg-VrNBhA/s1600-h/IMG_0951.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217930526338363378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IEGV0ID9i4s/SGnQKv0Qr_I/AAAAAAAAAEU/pfYg-VrNBhA/s320/IMG_0951.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Notice D's hat. Still representing the Cardinals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IEGV0ID9i4s/SGnQLEVUMKI/AAAAAAAAAEc/8MeTh-eZgME/s1600-h/IMG_0952.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217930531845714082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IEGV0ID9i4s/SGnQLEVUMKI/AAAAAAAAAEc/8MeTh-eZgME/s320/IMG_0952.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1178550855940320866-505582210424328921?l=meisspiece.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meisspiece.blogspot.com/feeds/505582210424328921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1178550855940320866&amp;postID=505582210424328921' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178550855940320866/posts/default/505582210424328921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178550855940320866/posts/default/505582210424328921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meisspiece.blogspot.com/2008/06/fun-in-sun-and-weekend.html' title='Fun in the Sun and Weekend'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13676274964085452142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_IEGV0ID9i4s/SGnOHdOtQxI/AAAAAAAAAEE/1Ac4sqyHfKg/s72-c/IMG_0948.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1178550855940320866.post-6015999572526107810</id><published>2008-06-24T18:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T18:52:37.036-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Shopping blues</title><content type='html'>Shopping is very difficult here in California. I don't mean the stores, there are &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;MANY&lt;/span&gt;. I don't mean the crowds, they are &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;HUGE&lt;/span&gt;. And I don't mean the prices, they too, can be &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;SKY HIGH.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shopping is hard here because there is no one to do it with. I was not used to shopping alone and had quite a shock when we moved. I realize that I have Derek so I wouldn't have to shop alone but due to the crowds, I usually shop when he is at work. Since I don't work everyday, I like to hit up the malls during the week. This can cut down the crowds significately. However, it also means that I have no one to shop with. Today was such a day. I needed a dress for an upcoming wedding so I decided to go look. I found a dress that I loved on the hanger but it's a little different than what I would usually wear. I tried it on and I think I like it on but I'm unsure. Those are the times when you really need an opinion. I was never really one to buy and then return but now, well, I'm that person. I have to bring it home for D's opinion. Oh well, I guess that just another one of those things to get used to. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1178550855940320866-6015999572526107810?l=meisspiece.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meisspiece.blogspot.com/feeds/6015999572526107810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1178550855940320866&amp;postID=6015999572526107810' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178550855940320866/posts/default/6015999572526107810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178550855940320866/posts/default/6015999572526107810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meisspiece.blogspot.com/2008/06/shopping-blues.html' title='Shopping blues'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13676274964085452142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1178550855940320866.post-2564752292486808416</id><published>2008-06-12T20:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T20:18:33.484-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Which am I?</title><content type='html'>Yesterday at work, I heard 2 comments that really stuck with me (mainly because they are so vastly different).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comment #1:  "You are so much nicer than that other girl who used to work here."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comment #2 made by the daughter of their 95 yr old mom (who didn't really move):  "If you hurt her, I will sue."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, either I am pretty good or really terrible!  I hope I'm NOT that bad! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1178550855940320866-2564752292486808416?l=meisspiece.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meisspiece.blogspot.com/feeds/2564752292486808416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1178550855940320866&amp;postID=2564752292486808416' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178550855940320866/posts/default/2564752292486808416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178550855940320866/posts/default/2564752292486808416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meisspiece.blogspot.com/2008/06/which-am-i.html' title='Which am I?'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13676274964085452142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1178550855940320866.post-7003986861127644304</id><published>2008-06-09T20:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T21:22:38.437-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Cat Ate My IPOD!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IEGV0ID9i4s/SE38Iw7Oh9I/AAAAAAAAAD0/wDDyFLZJDeQ/s1600-h/IMG_0939.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210097571440003026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IEGV0ID9i4s/SE38Iw7Oh9I/AAAAAAAAAD0/wDDyFLZJDeQ/s320/IMG_0939.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_IEGV0ID9i4s/SE38Jl7tbMI/AAAAAAAAAD8/shK2r8RQZlQ/s1600-h/IMG_0940.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210097585669106882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_IEGV0ID9i4s/SE38Jl7tbMI/AAAAAAAAAD8/shK2r8RQZlQ/s320/IMG_0940.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Unfortunately Derek is really busy at work this week and probably won't get home until 10 pm or after.  So I decided to go on a walk tonight and thought I would just listen to the Ipod.  However, I got it out and remembered that Jacy(our cat.....I mean MY cat, Derek wouldn't neccessarily lay claim to her) :) had eaten one of the ear pieces!  This was a couple of months ago and we have other ear phones but not the ones that fit into your ears.  I didn't want to walk with the big earphones on, so I put the one in my ear and off I went.  Just a good reminder that I need to go get some new ear buds!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Side note, Derek is pretty stressed at work and will be for the next couple of weeks so prayers are definately welcome.  Not only for him but for me as well, as I won't be seeing much of him and I'll be pretty lonely.  Thanks!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1178550855940320866-7003986861127644304?l=meisspiece.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meisspiece.blogspot.com/feeds/7003986861127644304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1178550855940320866&amp;postID=7003986861127644304' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178550855940320866/posts/default/7003986861127644304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178550855940320866/posts/default/7003986861127644304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meisspiece.blogspot.com/2008/06/my-cat-ate-my-ipod.html' title='My Cat Ate My IPOD!'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13676274964085452142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_IEGV0ID9i4s/SE38Iw7Oh9I/AAAAAAAAAD0/wDDyFLZJDeQ/s72-c/IMG_0939.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1178550855940320866.post-7191929057421002293</id><published>2008-05-23T18:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-23T19:21:54.741-07:00</updated><title type='text'>5 things</title><content type='html'>So, we have some friends who also moved 1,000 miles away from everyone and everything that they knew.  They moved to New Jersey right after they got married in June of last year.  Derek and I got to be married for about 7 mths before we moved cross country.  Anyway, this couple orginally had plans to stay for about 5 yrs.  However, due to multiple reasons they decided to move home.  AND they are moving this weekend!  This girl did NOT like living away at all.  Sometimes much like me!  When I found out, I was SOOO jealous (ok, maybe I still am!).  I am not a very jealous person, never have been.  However, when I found out they were moving not even a year after they moved, I wanted to be them!  I was sick and weak with jealousy (NOT a good combo!:))  While I'm sitting here thinking of them, I am, of course, thinking that I wish it was me moving home but I know that God has us here for a reason.  I just need to be reminded of that from time to time.  I decided that because all of this jealousy was not good for me I needed to come up with reasons why I do like living here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Most important, what is/has/will do for our marriage.  I have said countless times to Derek when I'm upset......I will ALWAYS look back on this time and be grateful.  It's hard, yes, but Derek and I are growing stronger together everyday.  Although I wish sometimes that we had more friends out here to socialize with, I love spending time with just him.  Before we moved, I really couldn't remember going to dinner with just him.  We were always going with other couples (which I still love by the way and want to resume when we finally make it back home!:))  I definately DO appreciate the time that we have together! Love you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2)  Our church,  it was a daunting thing to search for the one.  Especially out here with a billion churches! (Ok, I exagerrated but there is a lot!)  We went to about 8-10 different which really isn't that many but having only 4 Sundays a month, it seemed a like a ton!  We were definately both ready to be consistent and settled and start getting to know others.  We both realized that we would find other couples to be our friends this way!  Anyway, we found a church that Derek actually went to when he interned out here 2 summers (almost 3 now) ago.  It's about 20 min. away, so not to far.  We have gotten involved in small group with 4 other couples and we meet on Sundays after church.  We are thankful that we have gotten into a small group and are starting to hang out with new people!  1 of the couples just gave birth to thier first baby so that definately doesn't help my baby craze!  Also, our pastor is really good.  He's from a church in a suburb of Chicago, so I do like him a little more!  And, he's funny and great about intertwining life into the sermons that makes you (at least me) learn a bit more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3)  My job.  I really like my job.  I work per day at a clinic that has 3 different sites.  I work every Thurs. and Friday and most Mondays.  I LOVE IT!  I know Derek wishes I would work more becuase that pay out here is Really good.  But I can't help it, I love it!  I love the flexibility it gives me.  I mean, I just have to say, I'm not available this day, that day, and they can't do anything!  It is the perfect job that I didn't know existed!  God has perfect plans! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4)  Our apartment.  As I said previous post, it was not fun searching the billions of apartment complexes out here (again I exagerrate but again there a lot).  However, I am extremely happy with the one we ended up with.  Of course, I'm NOT happy with rent price!  The apartment is the biggest 1 bedroom that we looked at for the price range and the landscaping is beautiful.  It has a good layout, different than most others, 2 pools, 3 hot tubs, and next door to a grocery store!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5)  The weather.  I can't complain about the weather, at least not really.  I missed snow and winter a little bit and I did miss the trees changing but nothing compares with getting spring in mid-Feb!  It was great!  And pretty much the temp has been 65-75 since, except for the heat wave last weekend.  So all in all, pretty good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry this is so long.  It was maybe more for me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1178550855940320866-7191929057421002293?l=meisspiece.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meisspiece.blogspot.com/feeds/7191929057421002293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1178550855940320866&amp;postID=7191929057421002293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178550855940320866/posts/default/7191929057421002293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178550855940320866/posts/default/7191929057421002293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meisspiece.blogspot.com/2008/05/5-things.html' title='5 things'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13676274964085452142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1178550855940320866.post-6557721574616781862</id><published>2008-05-15T19:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T20:16:41.552-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Remember last year at this time?</title><content type='html'>One year ago we were here looking at apartments.  It was both exciting and scary.  Exciting....imaging the possibilities and wondering what it would really be like.  It was also fun because the first trip (minus our honeymoon) the Derek and I took together.   Scary.....What is it REALLY going to be like????  I was scared of the unknown and I certainly had a perconceived notion before moving.  Also,  I &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;DON'T &lt;em&gt;Want&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to Move!!!  But it has gone by very fast.  I mean, it's already May 15!  Crazy!  We'll be moving home before I know it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is SOOO Hot here!  Record breaking temps..100 F!  We decided that it was hot enough to turn on our air but it isn't central so it really doesn't feel that cool!  I actually like the hot weather but just don't want it to last!  Well, maybe through this weekend so we can go to the beach!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1178550855940320866-6557721574616781862?l=meisspiece.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meisspiece.blogspot.com/feeds/6557721574616781862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1178550855940320866&amp;postID=6557721574616781862' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178550855940320866/posts/default/6557721574616781862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178550855940320866/posts/default/6557721574616781862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meisspiece.blogspot.com/2008/05/remember-last-year-at-this-time.html' title='Remember last year at this time?'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13676274964085452142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1178550855940320866.post-5225577038106282294</id><published>2008-05-10T18:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-10T18:27:32.796-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Beautiful day.</title><content type='html'>I know 2 posts in a day. Today we went to a local park in the foothills to have a picnic and go for a hike. It was a beautiful day and so nice to be outside. It is amazing that in the middle of the CROWDED Silicon Valley, there is this beautiful serene area that God has made. We have been hiking before to another place but this was much better. We saw a lot of lizards which Derek wanted to stop and look at each one. While walking we played a made up game....name someone from IL 20 questions (without counting q's cause that's just too much work!) We both really enjoyed this and were trying to stump each other. We're a little competetive! It was a great day and we're going to finish it up going to dinner. I love spending Saturdays with Derek. It makes me appreciate moving here a little more because at home we wouldn't necceassarily spend the day just us. Here are a few pics from the hike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IEGV0ID9i4s/SCZKqR3UVYI/AAAAAAAAADU/NJlyTXSnltY/s1600-h/IMG_0905.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198923840609342818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IEGV0ID9i4s/SCZJsB3UVWI/AAAAAAAAADE/Mld0UkybLu0/s320/IMG_0903.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our picnic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198924910056199554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IEGV0ID9i4s/SCZKqR3UVYI/AAAAAAAAADU/NJlyTXSnltY/s320/IMG_0905.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A stream we ate by.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198924252926203250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IEGV0ID9i4s/SCZKEB3UVXI/AAAAAAAAADM/mRk87JDYyVw/s320/IMG_0907.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1178550855940320866-5225577038106282294?l=meisspiece.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meisspiece.blogspot.com/feeds/5225577038106282294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1178550855940320866&amp;postID=5225577038106282294' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178550855940320866/posts/default/5225577038106282294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178550855940320866/posts/default/5225577038106282294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meisspiece.blogspot.com/2008/05/beautiful-day.html' title='Beautiful day.'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13676274964085452142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_IEGV0ID9i4s/SCZJsB3UVWI/AAAAAAAAADE/Mld0UkybLu0/s72-c/IMG_0903.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1178550855940320866.post-6849894736814771550</id><published>2008-05-10T17:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-10T18:28:38.976-07:00</updated><title type='text'>And They're Off!</title><content type='html'>Last night Derek and I went to a local horse track called Bay Meadows. It was $1 night......admission, hot dogs, pop, beer (until 8:15, then $2). We thought it would be a fun and different thing to do. Neither of us has ever been to a race before so we were excited to go. I picked Derek up from work at about 6:30 and started on our way. It was about a half hour trip and we expected to get there a little after 7. The first race was to start at 7:20. We thought perfect time, get there, get a seat, a hot dog, a beer, and then sit and watch. However, because it was $1 night, EVERYONE else thought it would be a good idea to go as well. The first 25 min of the drive went fine, no traffic, smooth sailing. And then we exited the freeway to go about 2 miles to the track...........2 &lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;HOURS&lt;/span&gt; later we were finally parking! It was insane! The worst traffic we have been in since we moved! And then once we got there, it was so packed you couldn't even walk 2 in without running into someone! The line for food was not moving and not getting any shorter. We were there for an hour standing in lines to get the essentials and hadn't seen 1 race! While we were in line, they ran out of hot dogs! AGH! We decided to just watch the races and grab dinner on the way home. We watched 3 races and left....at 11:15. The actual races were pretty neat and the horses were amazing. We each picked a horse before the race started and cheer them on. I went 1 for 3 and D went 0 for 3. &lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IEGV0ID9i4s/SCZF7B3UVVI/AAAAAAAAAC8/kQtRhWxvIP4/s1600-h/IMG_0902.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198919700260869458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IEGV0ID9i4s/SCZF7B3UVVI/AAAAAAAAAC8/kQtRhWxvIP4/s320/IMG_0902.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is my winning horse. Her name was Lemon Kiss. Notice the jockey's wearing pink and I didn't even know when I picked the horse!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_IEGV0ID9i4s/SCZCbh3UVUI/AAAAAAAAAC0/LhMJb_SYyXY/s1600-h/IMG_0894.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198915860560106818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_IEGV0ID9i4s/SCZCbh3UVUI/AAAAAAAAAC0/LhMJb_SYyXY/s320/IMG_0894.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is us, sitting in the 2 hr traffic. Not happy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1178550855940320866-6849894736814771550?l=meisspiece.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meisspiece.blogspot.com/feeds/6849894736814771550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1178550855940320866&amp;postID=6849894736814771550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178550855940320866/posts/default/6849894736814771550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178550855940320866/posts/default/6849894736814771550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meisspiece.blogspot.com/2008/05/and-theyre-off.html' title='And They&apos;re Off!'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13676274964085452142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_IEGV0ID9i4s/SCZF7B3UVVI/AAAAAAAAAC8/kQtRhWxvIP4/s72-c/IMG_0902.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1178550855940320866.post-8614572379940452950</id><published>2008-04-30T16:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-30T16:14:08.306-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Scrapbook</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IEGV0ID9i4s/SBj688KnYwI/AAAAAAAAACc/5BVxT0i2oXo/s1600-h/IMG_0891.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195178095021613826" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IEGV0ID9i4s/SBj688KnYwI/AAAAAAAAACc/5BVxT0i2oXo/s320/IMG_0891.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IEGV0ID9i4s/SBj69MKnYxI/AAAAAAAAACk/pTxfzTko9SQ/s1600-h/IMG_0890.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195178099316581138" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IEGV0ID9i4s/SBj69MKnYxI/AAAAAAAAACk/pTxfzTko9SQ/s320/IMG_0890.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_IEGV0ID9i4s/SBj69cKnYyI/AAAAAAAAACs/Hn6xbs1KNw8/s1600-h/IMG_0892.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195178103611548450" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_IEGV0ID9i4s/SBj69cKnYyI/AAAAAAAAACs/Hn6xbs1KNw8/s320/IMG_0892.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;MESS!  That is what my dining room table looks like right now.  And probably will until Caroline turns 1! OR unless somebody comes to visit! :)  Obviously I am making a scrapbook of Caroline's first year as per Anne telling me too! Just kidding! Well, she DID tell me she wanted me to make one but I wanted to anyway!  This is actually the first scrapbook I have ever made and I'm really enjoying it!  I keep saying to Derek "I love doing this!"  He has also told me he likes watching me!  He's such a weirdo but I love him!  I knew that I would like it becuase I like being creative but I REALLY like it!  I have 5 pages done and I just started this past weekend!  I made Derek go to Micheal's this Sat. so I could get more stuff.  (I know, sounds like a Really exciting Sat. night!)  Because he is glad I'm making one, he seems more inclined to let me spend money on it!  Yay!  Good thing cause this scrapbooking thing is not cheap!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1178550855940320866-8614572379940452950?l=meisspiece.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meisspiece.blogspot.com/feeds/8614572379940452950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1178550855940320866&amp;postID=8614572379940452950' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178550855940320866/posts/default/8614572379940452950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178550855940320866/posts/default/8614572379940452950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meisspiece.blogspot.com/2008/04/scrapbook.html' title='Scrapbook'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13676274964085452142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_IEGV0ID9i4s/SBj688KnYwI/AAAAAAAAACc/5BVxT0i2oXo/s72-c/IMG_0891.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1178550855940320866.post-4217254095871979982</id><published>2008-04-20T19:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T20:14:49.664-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Wonderful Week</title><content type='html'>I'm sad to be back from good ol' Illinois, even though the weather was not so hot. We had a great time. It was so fun to watch Derek meeting and playing with his niece! He would say the cutest things........."Her hands are so little"! Hopefully gets him in the mood for one of his own?!? I wish! Here are some pics from the week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191530179047571202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IEGV0ID9i4s/SAwFMSLZvwI/AAAAAAAAACU/ozot5dRE4cY/s320/IMG_0779.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Ali and I at her wedding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IEGV0ID9i4s/SAwEYiLZvsI/AAAAAAAAAB0/r3e6mksYvok/s1600-h/IMG_0737.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191529289989340866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IEGV0ID9i4s/SAwEYiLZvsI/AAAAAAAAAB0/r3e6mksYvok/s320/IMG_0737.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Derek holding Caroline for the first time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_IEGV0ID9i4s/SAwEYyLZvtI/AAAAAAAAAB8/zTJYRikOL1E/s1600-h/IMG_0743.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191529294284308178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_IEGV0ID9i4s/SAwEYyLZvtI/AAAAAAAAAB8/zTJYRikOL1E/s320/IMG_0743.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She's so cute! Look at that shirt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IEGV0ID9i4s/SAwEZCLZvuI/AAAAAAAAACE/7rGVAujkYQk/s1600-h/IMG_0865.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191529298579275490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IEGV0ID9i4s/SAwEZCLZvuI/AAAAAAAAACE/7rGVAujkYQk/s320/IMG_0865.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; What a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IEGV0ID9i4s/SAwEZiLZvvI/AAAAAAAAACM/V8-WDind7O4/s1600-h/IMG_0753.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191529307169210098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IEGV0ID9i4s/SAwEZiLZvvI/AAAAAAAAACM/V8-WDind7O4/s320/IMG_0753.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Before Ali's rehearsal dinner. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have to say it was the hardest leaving this time.  Caroline has changed so much and she's only 3 mths!  She's going to change like crazy over the next year and I just can't believe that I won't be around to watch it.  My dad and Anne dropped me off at the airport and there I was sobbing holding Caroline, thinking she'll be so different the next time I see her!  Kinda embarrassing.  Oh well!  I love her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1178550855940320866-4217254095871979982?l=meisspiece.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meisspiece.blogspot.com/feeds/4217254095871979982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1178550855940320866&amp;postID=4217254095871979982' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178550855940320866/posts/default/4217254095871979982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178550855940320866/posts/default/4217254095871979982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meisspiece.blogspot.com/2008/04/wonderful-week.html' title='A Wonderful Week'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13676274964085452142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_IEGV0ID9i4s/SAwFMSLZvwI/AAAAAAAAACU/ozot5dRE4cY/s72-c/IMG_0779.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1178550855940320866.post-8289790030583760775</id><published>2008-04-08T17:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T17:32:15.226-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank Goodness for Waranties!</title><content type='html'>Derek bought our lab top about 3 yrs ago and along with it, he got a warranty that lasts 3 yrs.  The waranty wears out on April 11.  On April 6 our computer broke.  Thats right.  It wouldn't turn on.  Derek called Dell support and they had him mess around with it, trying to fix it himself.  However, nothing worked.  They told him that the computer would need a new memory board and mother board (whatever those are :), but they are VERY expensive).  They sent out a DELL guy and he fixed it up.  Guess how much it cost?  Nothing!  Thats right nothing!  Thank Goodness for the waranty!!!  Just in the nick of time!  Ahhhh.  I'm smiling.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1178550855940320866-8289790030583760775?l=meisspiece.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meisspiece.blogspot.com/feeds/8289790030583760775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1178550855940320866&amp;postID=8289790030583760775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178550855940320866/posts/default/8289790030583760775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178550855940320866/posts/default/8289790030583760775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meisspiece.blogspot.com/2008/04/thank-goodness-for-waranties.html' title='Thank Goodness for Waranties!'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13676274964085452142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1178550855940320866.post-471959758283593594</id><published>2008-04-02T10:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T10:53:13.494-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In One Week:</title><content type='html'>In One Week:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;We will be on a &lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Southwest&lt;/span&gt; airplane&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I will get to see my niece for the first time since she was 3 wks, now almost &lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;3 mths&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Derek will get to finally meet baby &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Caroline&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;We will be preparing for &lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Ali's wedding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;We will be &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;HOME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1178550855940320866-471959758283593594?l=meisspiece.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meisspiece.blogspot.com/feeds/471959758283593594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1178550855940320866&amp;postID=471959758283593594' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178550855940320866/posts/default/471959758283593594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178550855940320866/posts/default/471959758283593594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meisspiece.blogspot.com/2008/04/in-one-week.html' title='In One Week:'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13676274964085452142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1178550855940320866.post-2752129810843063665</id><published>2008-04-01T10:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T11:33:16.866-07:00</updated><title type='text'>To My Beautiful Sister</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IEGV0ID9i4s/R_J6mXGveYI/AAAAAAAAABs/1pVQliUaeIU/s1600-h/IMG_0707.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184340920512772482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IEGV0ID9i4s/R_J6mXGveYI/AAAAAAAAABs/1pVQliUaeIU/s320/IMG_0707.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Happy &lt;em&gt;Birthday&lt;/em&gt; Anne!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;My &lt;em&gt;sister&lt;/em&gt;, my &lt;em&gt;go to &lt;/em&gt;girl, my &lt;em&gt;confidant&lt;/em&gt;, my &lt;em&gt;VERY best friend&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;From then until now.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IEGV0ID9i4s/R_J5OHGveXI/AAAAAAAAABk/o5t4Iug1AE8/s1600-h/IMG_1517.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184339404389316978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IEGV0ID9i4s/R_J5OHGveXI/AAAAAAAAABk/o5t4Iug1AE8/s320/IMG_1517.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Anne and I have been best friends since I can remember. Whether it was needing someone to play house with or someone to cry to, she has&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ALWAYS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; been there. I have always looked up to her, as you can tell in the first picture! :) She is an amazing woman, wife and now &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;MOM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;! I can talk to her about anything, everything, or nothing at all. She is the person I miss the most. I miss her so much sometimes, it hurts. She is having a birthday lunch today with mom and baby Caroline and&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I WANT TO BE THERE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!!!! But I'm not so this is the best I can do. So happy birthday Anne, I love you and I can't wait to see you in almost a week.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1178550855940320866-2752129810843063665?l=meisspiece.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meisspiece.blogspot.com/feeds/2752129810843063665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1178550855940320866&amp;postID=2752129810843063665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178550855940320866/posts/default/2752129810843063665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178550855940320866/posts/default/2752129810843063665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meisspiece.blogspot.com/2008/04/to-my-beautiful-sister.html' title='To My Beautiful Sister'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13676274964085452142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_IEGV0ID9i4s/R_J6mXGveYI/AAAAAAAAABs/1pVQliUaeIU/s72-c/IMG_0707.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1178550855940320866.post-209183529932925709</id><published>2008-03-28T17:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-28T17:48:16.189-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 30th Birthday Will!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IEGV0ID9i4s/R-2QfXGveUI/AAAAAAAAABQ/vdHoNvpiPiM/s1600-h/IMG_0557.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182957614625945922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IEGV0ID9i4s/R-2QfXGveUI/AAAAAAAAABQ/vdHoNvpiPiM/s320/IMG_0557.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Today is Will's birthday!  I can't believe that he is 30!  Thats crazy!  He is having a party tonight that we, of course, aren't going to.  I'm sure he'll have a ton of fun and I wish that we could be there.  I am super glad that he and Michelle got to come out last weekend so we could spend some time with them.  Anyway, HAPPY BIRTHDAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Side note:  that's our BEAUTIFUL niece Caroline Rose when she was 3 wks........also the last time I saw her in person! :(  I hear she's smiling now, can't wait to see that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Side side note:  Derek did not get home until midnight last night.  He outdid he 11pm.  Wow.  Hope we don't have a repeat tonight!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1178550855940320866-209183529932925709?l=meisspiece.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meisspiece.blogspot.com/feeds/209183529932925709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1178550855940320866&amp;postID=209183529932925709' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178550855940320866/posts/default/209183529932925709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178550855940320866/posts/default/209183529932925709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meisspiece.blogspot.com/2008/03/happy-30th-birthday-will.html' title='Happy 30th Birthday Will!'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13676274964085452142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IEGV0ID9i4s/R-2QfXGveUI/AAAAAAAAABQ/vdHoNvpiPiM/s72-c/IMG_0557.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1178550855940320866.post-8208910301721567648</id><published>2008-03-27T21:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-27T21:53:24.120-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Where Oh where is my husband?</title><content type='html'>So right  it is 9:43 pm in San Jose, CA and I am STILL waiting for Derek to get home from work.  He LEFT for work at 8am.  Thats a long day.  However, if he were to get home in the next 1/2 hour he would still be earlier than yesterday.  Yes, yesterday he got home at 11pm.  And hadn't even eaten dinner!  CRAZY!  He didn't seem all that upset by that but I was!  How could a person eat lunch around 12-1 and then not eat until 11?!?  NOT me, no way!  I really admire the fact that he can stay at work that long cause for me as soon as 5pm comes, I cannot wait to get out of there.  I mean it, I don't want to stay even 5 minutes over.  Don't get me wrong, if I am with a patient I will and do it with a pleasant attitude but inside I am screaming to get home!  So way to go honey, staying at your job for 13 hours. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It does really suck that he works that long, for one I don't get to see/talk to him much.  I had to work today so when he got home last night, I was pretty much ready to go to bed.  I stayed up for about a 1/2 hour to at least get to talk about his day but not much else.  Thank God he wasn't at this client when we had the influx of visitors!  I hope he calls me soon........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1178550855940320866-8208910301721567648?l=meisspiece.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meisspiece.blogspot.com/feeds/8208910301721567648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1178550855940320866&amp;postID=8208910301721567648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178550855940320866/posts/default/8208910301721567648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178550855940320866/posts/default/8208910301721567648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meisspiece.blogspot.com/2008/03/where-oh-where-is-my-husband.html' title='Where Oh where is my husband?'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13676274964085452142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1178550855940320866.post-3151302211310039732</id><published>2008-03-24T18:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T19:11:25.007-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I hate to say goodbye</title><content type='html'>Will and Michelle have been here since Friday night and they leave tomorrow afternoon. They are the last of the visitors for a while. That makes me sad! :( Since we have moved I have had something to look forward to every month. That ends in April. After going home for Ali's wedding, that's it. I have to admit I am a little nervous about that. How will the months pass?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have had a great time this weekend, though. We went to Monterey on Sat, San Fran after church on Sun, and I got to go shopping with them today! YAY! Although I have learned to do be ok shopping alone, I love to have people to shop with! Thought I'd post some fun pics from the weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IEGV0ID9i4s/R-hdbnGveOI/AAAAAAAAAAg/cQNkN1WvUDw/s1600-h/IMG_0629.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181494100224866530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IEGV0ID9i4s/R-hdbnGveOI/AAAAAAAAAAg/cQNkN1WvUDw/s320/IMG_0629.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                           Will and Michelle in front of the infamous artichoke.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IEGV0ID9i4s/R-hdcHGvePI/AAAAAAAAAAo/DeII_Aaajos/s1600-h/IMG_0656.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181494108814801138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IEGV0ID9i4s/R-hdcHGvePI/AAAAAAAAAAo/DeII_Aaajos/s320/IMG_0656.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                               Monterey Beach scenes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IEGV0ID9i4s/R-hdc3GveQI/AAAAAAAAAAw/Rpi7fYJR9GM/s1600-h/IMG_0690.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181494121699703042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IEGV0ID9i4s/R-hdc3GveQI/AAAAAAAAAAw/Rpi7fYJR9GM/s320/IMG_0690.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                      He's so cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IEGV0ID9i4s/R-hddHGveRI/AAAAAAAAAA4/ETeTPl4zGAM/s1600-h/IMG_0692.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181494125994670354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IEGV0ID9i4s/R-hddHGveRI/AAAAAAAAAA4/ETeTPl4zGAM/s320/IMG_0692.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;     Derek got something on his pants.......We called him poopy pants.  Very orginal. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IEGV0ID9i4s/R-hddnGveSI/AAAAAAAAABA/3fxAoUSzKe4/s1600-h/IMG_0695.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181494134584604962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IEGV0ID9i4s/R-hddnGveSI/AAAAAAAAABA/3fxAoUSzKe4/s320/IMG_0695.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                       All 4 by the Golden Gate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1178550855940320866-3151302211310039732?l=meisspiece.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meisspiece.blogspot.com/feeds/3151302211310039732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1178550855940320866&amp;postID=3151302211310039732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178550855940320866/posts/default/3151302211310039732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178550855940320866/posts/default/3151302211310039732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meisspiece.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-hate-to-say-goodbye.html' title='I hate to say goodbye'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13676274964085452142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IEGV0ID9i4s/R-hdbnGveOI/AAAAAAAAAAg/cQNkN1WvUDw/s72-c/IMG_0629.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1178550855940320866.post-5313636168854887295</id><published>2008-03-20T21:30:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-20T21:36:59.717-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I gave in</title><content type='html'>I finally did it.  I decided to create a blog.  My sister has one and has been telling me to just do it.  So while I feel motivated......        Ok, I have to admit, I love reading other people's blogs.  Love it.  Even if I don't know them and usually I don't.  I am a self proclaimed snoop.  Seriously, you should see me at Derek's parents house... I go straight for their calender to see "what's up"! So blogging is like awesome to me!  I get to read/see what's happening in other's  lives without being rude about it.  I don't really think I have that much to say (at least not enough to fill a blog) but let's face it.  I love to talk so the chances are high that I will fill up a blog! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1178550855940320866-5313636168854887295?l=meisspiece.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meisspiece.blogspot.com/feeds/5313636168854887295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1178550855940320866&amp;postID=5313636168854887295' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178550855940320866/posts/default/5313636168854887295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1178550855940320866/posts/default/5313636168854887295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meisspiece.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-gave-in.html' title='I gave in'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13676274964085452142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
