<?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-3361582415585733737</id><updated>2011-04-21T14:51:45.833-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Winkle Wonderland</title><subtitle type='html'>It's Mrs. Haberman to you!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesswink.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361582415585733737/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesswink.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17281537693782926503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_GndVaaFK7Qw/R5AUgx9f8eI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ALo0K3KPuIw/S220/IMG_1946.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>29</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361582415585733737.post-7866686788157125895</id><published>2008-12-21T12:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T12:52:48.474-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting the ball rolling...again</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GndVaaFK7Qw/SU6rpktmMCI/AAAAAAAAALg/n5ol9s1T9Lk/s1600-h/IMG_1601.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282348143670079522" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GndVaaFK7Qw/SU6rpktmMCI/AAAAAAAAALg/n5ol9s1T9Lk/s200/IMG_1601.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So here it is. December and I have't had a post since October?? Wow. Well I'm starting my new year's resoultion early. I am going to (try) to post more. At least once a week...hopefully. I want to also do some wedding recap post so I can remember the details of the day so you can look forward to that! But stay tuned for updates..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways life at the Haberman household has been great. We've had a bout with illness which seems to be going away. We've been completely enjoying our house and just feel so lucky to have such a wonderful place to live! Today we were finally hit with the winter storm that has been promised to us for the last couple days. Here's some pics of the weather...and it's still coming down. Tis the season...and we love it! Enjoy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GndVaaFK7Qw/SU6rnER14dI/AAAAAAAAALA/i70YTwL03HM/s1600-h/IMG_1585.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282348100603994578" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GndVaaFK7Qw/SU6rnER14dI/AAAAAAAAALA/i70YTwL03HM/s200/IMG_1585.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GndVaaFK7Qw/SU6ro-RUpfI/AAAAAAAAALY/09IlpY6K_lg/s1600-h/IMG_1599.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282348133350942194" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GndVaaFK7Qw/SU6ro-RUpfI/AAAAAAAAALY/09IlpY6K_lg/s200/IMG_1599.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GndVaaFK7Qw/SU6roiKX7xI/AAAAAAAAALQ/l03QxwKv2lc/s1600-h/IMG_1592.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282348125805604626" style="WIDTH: 133px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GndVaaFK7Qw/SU6roiKX7xI/AAAAAAAAALQ/l03QxwKv2lc/s200/IMG_1592.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GndVaaFK7Qw/SU6rnqychjI/AAAAAAAAALI/mtzUzYOBP_s/s1600-h/IMG_1590.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GndVaaFK7Qw/SU6rnqychjI/AAAAAAAAALI/mtzUzYOBP_s/s1600-h/IMG_1590.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282348110941292082" style="WIDTH: 133px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GndVaaFK7Qw/SU6rnqychjI/AAAAAAAAALI/mtzUzYOBP_s/s200/IMG_1590.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/3361582415585733737-7866686788157125895?l=jesswink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesswink.blogspot.com/feeds/7866686788157125895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361582415585733737&amp;postID=7866686788157125895' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361582415585733737/posts/default/7866686788157125895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361582415585733737/posts/default/7866686788157125895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesswink.blogspot.com/2008/12/getting-ball-rollingagain.html' title='Getting the ball rolling...again'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17281537693782926503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_GndVaaFK7Qw/R5AUgx9f8eI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ALo0K3KPuIw/S220/IMG_1946.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GndVaaFK7Qw/SU6rpktmMCI/AAAAAAAAALg/n5ol9s1T9Lk/s72-c/IMG_1601.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361582415585733737.post-3865384762050962916</id><published>2008-10-04T10:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T11:04:35.398-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Goin to the zoo zoo zoo! How about you you you??</title><content type='html'>Oh I haven't posted in like forever. Well there are a few reasons for that. First one is that I would love to do some posts of the wedding day and I want to post pictures with it but our professional photos can take up to 12 weeks to be done....&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;uggh&lt;/span&gt;! And also, I don't have a ton of pictures of me getting ready...well cause I didn't take any cause I was getting ready and most of the lovely people who did take pictures haven't uploaded them to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;flickr&lt;/span&gt; account. Yes this is another plea to upload your pictures to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;flickr&lt;/span&gt; site....It would make me &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;ohhh&lt;/span&gt; so happy. Please please please. Ask Jason how to do it if ya run into problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways on to current events....Last Saturday we took the nephews to the zoo. Yeah just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Jas&lt;/span&gt; and I and the two boys. It was so much fun. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Zac&lt;/span&gt; is such a great kid...he was just so content walking around with us and seeing all the animals. And Marcus...he was just as content being pushed around in his stroller and seeing all the sights...such a good baby. I haven't been to the zoo in probably over 15 years...my has it changed. In junior high I was a zoo Docent...yeah I have a ton of stories from that. Like how they had us jump in the badger exhibit to feed them. One person would run the food to the den and the other would watch out for the badgers coming out of the whole...yeah very safe. Anyways it's a great place to go now. We all had a good time...well maybe Uncle &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Jas&lt;/span&gt; was a bit tired and hung over but we have no pictures of him. Enjoy the adorable &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;nephews&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GndVaaFK7Qw/SOetmS7DZkI/AAAAAAAAAHg/oBZ-2oNeJQc/s1600-h/IMG_2135.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253358363777132098" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GndVaaFK7Qw/SOetmS7DZkI/AAAAAAAAAHg/oBZ-2oNeJQc/s200/IMG_2135.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GndVaaFK7Qw/SOetlY-ljaI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/-NzA_d0ZCC0/s1600-h/IMG_2126.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253358348222696866" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GndVaaFK7Qw/SOetlY-ljaI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/-NzA_d0ZCC0/s200/IMG_2126.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GndVaaFK7Qw/SOeu5-JbxkI/AAAAAAAAAH4/5tv6weEsOVU/s1600-h/IMG_2155.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253359801309316674" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GndVaaFK7Qw/SOeu5-JbxkI/AAAAAAAAAH4/5tv6weEsOVU/s200/IMG_2155.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GndVaaFK7Qw/SOetm57NhgI/AAAAAAAAAHw/lQZ_ADRM_Qk/s1600-h/IMG_2153.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253358374246778370" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GndVaaFK7Qw/SOetm57NhgI/AAAAAAAAAHw/lQZ_ADRM_Qk/s200/IMG_2153.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GndVaaFK7Qw/SOetmnwF53I/AAAAAAAAAHo/jr7fQhxu5tY/s1600-h/IMG_2138.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253358369368303474" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GndVaaFK7Qw/SOetmnwF53I/AAAAAAAAAHo/jr7fQhxu5tY/s200/IMG_2138.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GndVaaFK7Qw/SOetmEyyPWI/AAAAAAAAAHY/W17oxLeeoX8/s1600-h/IMG_2129.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GndVaaFK7Qw/SOeu67GkwCI/AAAAAAAAAIY/UkwDs9bP_ws/s1600-h/IMG_2155.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GndVaaFK7Qw/SOeu6BxzDRI/AAAAAAAAAIA/GO_KQ6fVkpE/s1600-h/IMG_2156.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253359802283920658" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GndVaaFK7Qw/SOeu6BxzDRI/AAAAAAAAAIA/GO_KQ6fVkpE/s200/IMG_2156.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GndVaaFK7Qw/SOeu6D2eGDI/AAAAAAAAAII/asn7HtNq3-c/s1600-h/IMG_2172.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253359802840389682" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GndVaaFK7Qw/SOeu6D2eGDI/AAAAAAAAAII/asn7HtNq3-c/s200/IMG_2172.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GndVaaFK7Qw/SOeu6o9qmGI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/0bdW9fdhQas/s1600-h/IMG_2174.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253359812802680930" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GndVaaFK7Qw/SOeu6o9qmGI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/0bdW9fdhQas/s200/IMG_2174.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361582415585733737-3865384762050962916?l=jesswink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesswink.blogspot.com/feeds/3865384762050962916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361582415585733737&amp;postID=3865384762050962916' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361582415585733737/posts/default/3865384762050962916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361582415585733737/posts/default/3865384762050962916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesswink.blogspot.com/2008/10/goin-to-zoo-zoo-zoo-how-about-you-you.html' title='Goin to the zoo zoo zoo! How about you you you??'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17281537693782926503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_GndVaaFK7Qw/R5AUgx9f8eI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ALo0K3KPuIw/S220/IMG_1946.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GndVaaFK7Qw/SOetmS7DZkI/AAAAAAAAAHg/oBZ-2oNeJQc/s72-c/IMG_2135.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361582415585733737.post-6760304630534300592</id><published>2008-09-02T11:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T12:24:08.999-07:00</updated><title type='text'>An update and an anniversary of sorts!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GndVaaFK7Qw/SL2Rb9i1cMI/AAAAAAAAAHI/HH9qOZ3Hf1c/s1600-h/Wedding.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GndVaaFK7Qw/SL2Rb9i1cMI/AAAAAAAAAHI/HH9qOZ3Hf1c/s200/Wedding.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241505450892292290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well it happened.  We are married!  It was hands down one of the best days of my life.  It was one of the most hectic but in the end I look back at it and just can't stop smiling.  Everything went great!  That morning was super stressful, I hardly got any sleep the night before, people were hauling things here and there and asking me all sorts of questions, I was super nervous and I kind of felt like I was getting lost in the mix.  Then it was time for me to go see Jason before we went and took pictures.  From that point on, everything melted away and I was just riding cloud nine!  The ball had started rolling.  I was able to block out all my stress, concerns, details, other people's needs and just be with Jason.  It was great!  It was really nice to get me away from everyone and everything and have fun with him...even though it was sooo hot that day!  Then the ceremony happened in a flash.  There was a &lt;a href="http://jasonhaberman.com/2008/08/26/some-wedding-goodness/"&gt;cellphone incident&lt;/a&gt;...which was hilarious in my book!  And then an awesome reception.  It all seemed to happen so fast.  Then we were off to Maui, which was much needed.  I don't think that I've ever been that exhausted before and just the opportunity to relax and have no obligations...heaven.  And to be 24/7 with your new husband...priceless.  Being husband and wife now...I don't know how to exactly explain it but it's different.  It's like a deeper connection and man do we just fit sooo comfortably into our roles...it's great!  I do love married life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now it's back to real life.  This last weekend, all I did was eat, catch up on more sleep and clean and organize.  I feel better about our house.  It was quite overwhelming to come back to it all.  What is nice is just to be able to enjoy the now.  Not having a wedding to worry and constantly think about...it's mental heaven for me!  I do want to do some retrospective posts about the days leading up to the big event, our time in Hawaii and of course keep everyone current.  I will get to those, I promise.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and on this date...2 years ago.  I met the most influential and amazing person in my life for a round of minigolf and a few beers.  Wow, look where it ended up!  I love you Jason and here's to taking chances and knowing that everything happens for a reason...Onwards and upwards(but I don't know how much more upwards we could get! :) )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361582415585733737-6760304630534300592?l=jesswink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesswink.blogspot.com/feeds/6760304630534300592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361582415585733737&amp;postID=6760304630534300592' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361582415585733737/posts/default/6760304630534300592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361582415585733737/posts/default/6760304630534300592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesswink.blogspot.com/2008/09/update-and-anniversary-of-sorts.html' title='An update and an anniversary of sorts!'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17281537693782926503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_GndVaaFK7Qw/R5AUgx9f8eI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ALo0K3KPuIw/S220/IMG_1946.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GndVaaFK7Qw/SL2Rb9i1cMI/AAAAAAAAAHI/HH9qOZ3Hf1c/s72-c/Wedding.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361582415585733737.post-7991769530992184480</id><published>2008-08-05T09:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T13:13:28.703-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Wish</title><content type='html'>The official countdown reads 11 days 7.5 hours and I will be a married lady!  With the date coming nearer emotions are running high...mine and others.  I can't help but try and make sure that everyone is taken care of and no one is feeling left out or otherwise.  Today I realized that it may be out of my control.  And that I cannot stress about.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My wish and main goal of throwing this whole wedding is to provide an opportunity to celebrate Jason and I's marriage and to provide a time for friends and family to enjoy each other's company, see and hangout with people they haven't seen in a long time, meet new people and to have fun. That's it.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to look back at this time and remember who was hurt and who was happy.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will post with more exciting and fun information and other tidbits but this has been weighing very heavy on me lately and I just need to clear my air at least!  Stay tuned...onwards and upwards&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361582415585733737-7991769530992184480?l=jesswink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesswink.blogspot.com/feeds/7991769530992184480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361582415585733737&amp;postID=7991769530992184480' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361582415585733737/posts/default/7991769530992184480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361582415585733737/posts/default/7991769530992184480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesswink.blogspot.com/2008/08/my-wish.html' title='My Wish'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17281537693782926503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_GndVaaFK7Qw/R5AUgx9f8eI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ALo0K3KPuIw/S220/IMG_1946.JPG'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361582415585733737.post-2859134230531999493</id><published>2008-07-16T10:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T10:35:46.247-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One Month</title><content type='html'>Yes that's right...I am one month and 6.5 hours away from being married...crazy!  I can't believe it's all coming so fast.  I'm doing ok.  I haven't really slept in the past two night so I think the uneasy and tired feeling is attributed to that.  &lt;br /&gt;On paper...we're looking good.  Major things nailed down.  People contacted...everything is coming together.  I'm excited for the day to come.  For all of it to be real instead of just talking about it.  To have the fun instead of planning the fun.  &lt;br /&gt;I'll write more when I get some more sleep and can think straight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until then...one month people!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361582415585733737-2859134230531999493?l=jesswink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesswink.blogspot.com/feeds/2859134230531999493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361582415585733737&amp;postID=2859134230531999493' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361582415585733737/posts/default/2859134230531999493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361582415585733737/posts/default/2859134230531999493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesswink.blogspot.com/2008/07/one-month.html' title='One Month'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17281537693782926503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_GndVaaFK7Qw/R5AUgx9f8eI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ALo0K3KPuIw/S220/IMG_1946.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361582415585733737.post-2830219012485505186</id><published>2008-06-25T16:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T17:43:12.650-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Blooms etc.</title><content type='html'>Finally I have got around to doing some gardening.  Because everything is so beautifully landscaped at the new house I've resorted to strictly pots this year.  Easier maintenece, no weeding and I can move things around to see what grows the best where.  My lovely chef had requested fresh herbs so I put him to work first installing the new way cool fence baskets I found of all places at Joann Fabrics and 50% off!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_GndVaaFK7Qw/SGLdJQ9nC6I/AAAAAAAAAHA/4vrtKRn1CVc/s1600-h/IMG_0659.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_GndVaaFK7Qw/SGLdJQ9nC6I/AAAAAAAAAHA/4vrtKRn1CVc/s200/IMG_0659.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215974469690395554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Insert these in them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_GndVaaFK7Qw/SGLc5rwHT8I/AAAAAAAAAG4/4mwrlOihXwY/s1600-h/IMG_0660.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_GndVaaFK7Qw/SGLc5rwHT8I/AAAAAAAAAG4/4mwrlOihXwY/s200/IMG_0660.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215974202003640258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is what you've got!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_GndVaaFK7Qw/SGLciFUlL-I/AAAAAAAAAGw/KhAOc3bWllA/s1600-h/IMG_0779.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_GndVaaFK7Qw/SGLciFUlL-I/AAAAAAAAAGw/KhAOc3bWllA/s200/IMG_0779.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215973796550619106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are wave petunias so they will trail down the baskets and look awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we have the patio side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_GndVaaFK7Qw/SGLcJ5SBrKI/AAAAAAAAAGo/Yp5-jmktZWE/s1600-h/IMG_0769.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_GndVaaFK7Qw/SGLcJ5SBrKI/AAAAAAAAAGo/Yp5-jmktZWE/s200/IMG_0769.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215973381001817250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've got (from right to left) mint (a transplant from Althea last year!) the wonderful petunia hanging basket from the Mouws (someone won't let me drill into the house yet!)and a lovely pot my mom put together!  So cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_GndVaaFK7Qw/SGLbwrVBPdI/AAAAAAAAAGg/yybDvRgk-LI/s1600-h/IMG_0773.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_GndVaaFK7Qw/SGLbwrVBPdI/AAAAAAAAAGg/yybDvRgk-LI/s200/IMG_0773.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215972947759545810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chives!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_GndVaaFK7Qw/SGLbc_e0zkI/AAAAAAAAAGY/8qWjTM2b34w/s1600-h/IMG_0774.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_GndVaaFK7Qw/SGLbc_e0zkI/AAAAAAAAAGY/8qWjTM2b34w/s200/IMG_0774.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215972609571999298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basil!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_GndVaaFK7Qw/SGLbKMfnfHI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/ho5Fd_8IgV8/s1600-h/IMG_0775.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_GndVaaFK7Qw/SGLbKMfnfHI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/ho5Fd_8IgV8/s200/IMG_0775.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215972286647467122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And oregano, tarragon and dill!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_GndVaaFK7Qw/SGLaxIQrtoI/AAAAAAAAAGI/Nxbc7GJVnZs/s1600-h/IMG_0776.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_GndVaaFK7Qw/SGLaxIQrtoI/AAAAAAAAAGI/Nxbc7GJVnZs/s200/IMG_0776.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215971856014358146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is what I sometimes catch out our living room at about 5:30am!  Amazing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_GndVaaFK7Qw/SGLaJDNkKgI/AAAAAAAAAGA/3e8VFro4Lic/s1600-h/IMG_0767.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_GndVaaFK7Qw/SGLaJDNkKgI/AAAAAAAAAGA/3e8VFro4Lic/s200/IMG_0767.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215971167464335874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love it here!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361582415585733737-2830219012485505186?l=jesswink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesswink.blogspot.com/feeds/2830219012485505186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361582415585733737&amp;postID=2830219012485505186' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361582415585733737/posts/default/2830219012485505186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361582415585733737/posts/default/2830219012485505186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesswink.blogspot.com/2008/06/summer-blooms-etc.html' title='Summer Blooms etc.'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17281537693782926503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_GndVaaFK7Qw/R5AUgx9f8eI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ALo0K3KPuIw/S220/IMG_1946.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_GndVaaFK7Qw/SGLdJQ9nC6I/AAAAAAAAAHA/4vrtKRn1CVc/s72-c/IMG_0659.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361582415585733737.post-7597484208556790803</id><published>2008-06-20T07:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T08:20:15.631-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Perspective</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_GndVaaFK7Qw/SFvKljv_eRI/AAAAAAAAAF4/_mt6GAgM-TM/s1600-h/30.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_GndVaaFK7Qw/SFvKljv_eRI/AAAAAAAAAF4/_mt6GAgM-TM/s200/30.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213983740211984658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few things here.  Today is my last day as 30, what a year!  I keep forgetting that my birthday is tomorrow.  I guess that's what busy gets you.  We are settling into the new house.  I love it.  I love coming home to our quiet little street and our gorgeous house.  I love the feel of "our" house.  It's amazing and so relaxing and just so us.  I can now say that it has been worth all the stress and work to get here.  I'm in love with our house...and this guy who keeps showing up in it too :)!!!&lt;br /&gt;Of course there is the wedding.  We are less that 2 months away.  Where did the time go?  After my little melt down/pitty party from last post(and thank you to all the sweet comments, I truly appreciate them)I just mustered up the energy and have things going in full swing.  I have a few projects in the works...thanks to some amazing future in-laws!  &lt;br /&gt;And I've found some much needed perspective.  There is this website that I frequent during the whole wedding process.  It's called weddingbee.com  There are selected bloggers, "Bees".  Ladies who are in the height of the planning stage of their wedding.  A lot of it is too much DIY for me but here's a post that resonated with me.  I forwarded it on to Jason yesterday and I think his exact words were "I agree 100%!" Miss Pineapple is the author or the "Bee".  Enjoy and Happy Friday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is Just a Wedding.&lt;br /&gt;June 19th, 2008 @ 12:37 pm by Miss Pineapple&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That’s right, I said it. Just.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a wedding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not the “most important day of our lives,” not our “big day,” not an extravagant party where we have to please everyone. It is just a wedding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it comes to planning our wedding I have asked for little advice from our friends and family. When I come up with an idea about a detail our of wedding I share it with Mr. Pineapple and he generally has one of two responses “sure, great!” or “yeah, I don’t think so.” It is a pretty simple system. This method works for us, because I get to be swept up in all the little details that I think are great fun and Mr. Pineapple doesn’t get overwhelmed with 10,000 typefaces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before we make any wedding related choice you can bet I have googled the heck out it first. I check Weddingbee archives, discussion boards and browse Martha and the knot galleries. I tear pages from magazines and bookmark dozens of blogs. I fill our DVR with episode after episode of “Whose Wedding is it Anyway?” (I swear, that show is on almost as much as Law and Order - which is a good thing!) After collecting as many ideas as I can and racking my brain for more, I choose one and ask for the opinion of my partner in crime. Each decision we have made, we are very happy with and we think it is the best decision we could make. After all, what is the big deal? It is just a wedding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever I imagined planning our wedding someday I always pictured lots of friends and family involved. The more we have gotten into the thick of things the more I prefer just going at it with internet and print resources. I don’t want my near and dear to feel that the only thing I ever talk about with them is the wedding, so I often only bring it up when asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This has backfired on a few occasions. A couple people have felt left out of the planning process, assuming I think their opinions don’t matter. They do matter, and I would love to hear ideas, but I don’t know where to draw the line with wedding talk. In the end I am confident that Mr. P and I won;t make any “bad” choices, so we don’t get approval before purchasing DIY materials or booking vendors. It’s just a bouquet, just a cake and just a wedding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One choice we made early on was to have an adult-only wedding. I know there is some controversy on this topic, but I also know we are not alone in our choice. We love babies, we want to have a few of our own some day. However, for many reasons, we feel that an adult-only wedding really is the way to go. Because of this choice I have been told “I am going to bring my son to your wedding and I will make a scene… I will ruin your fancy wedding on the river.” Tears have been shed, family members have jumped down one another’s throats, we have yelled and hung up on one another. When in reality, it is just a wedding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After these very real and very probable threats from a family member who has acted outrageously selfish in the past, I had to tell him and his wife that they were no longer invited. If I thought there was any chance that he was just faking it to scare me into changing our decision, or if he had accepted any of the compromises I offered, then maybe I could give him another chance. Unfortunately, I know this person is all too capable of making me cry and making my family fight in public. I would prefer tears of joy only please, thanks. Of course, there are other family members who want me to give him a second chance. People who really want him to be there. I don’t understand why. Why take the chance of something really bad happening just so he could be there? It is just a wedding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This type of drama threw me completely off guard. I would have never imagined, in a million years, that someone would want to make a scene at our wedding. Or that someone would get angry about the design of our invites. It is just one night without your child, it is just stationery, it is just a wedding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could issue a blanket statement to everyone that says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Mr. Pineapple and I are going to become a family. Our wedding day is the day that it will become official.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We would like you to come because we care about you and thought you would like to 1) see Miss Pineapple in a poofy dress and 2) see Mr. Pineapple cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So sorry if you don’t like our invitations and think our food is gross, we love it and had hoped you would too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for coming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;The Pineapples”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wedding is not our big day. The wedding not the most important day of our lives. The wedding is not what is really happening on October 18th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;October 18th is the day Mr. Pineapple and I become a family. It is the day he becomes a husband and I become a wife. It is the day our family doubles in size with additional moms and dads, brothers and sisters, nieces and nephews. It is a happy day for us, because it is the first official day of the rest of our days together.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361582415585733737-7597484208556790803?l=jesswink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesswink.blogspot.com/feeds/7597484208556790803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361582415585733737&amp;postID=7597484208556790803' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361582415585733737/posts/default/7597484208556790803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361582415585733737/posts/default/7597484208556790803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesswink.blogspot.com/2008/06/perspective.html' title='Perspective'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17281537693782926503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_GndVaaFK7Qw/R5AUgx9f8eI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ALo0K3KPuIw/S220/IMG_1946.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_GndVaaFK7Qw/SFvKljv_eRI/AAAAAAAAAF4/_mt6GAgM-TM/s72-c/30.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361582415585733737.post-4251394494293492528</id><published>2008-06-09T11:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T14:39:16.795-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I've been busy...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_GndVaaFK7Qw/SE2BS47e44I/AAAAAAAAAFw/EhtX7LzEah0/s1600-h/rushing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_GndVaaFK7Qw/SE2BS47e44I/AAAAAAAAAFw/EhtX7LzEah0/s200/rushing.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209962505457034114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Real busy.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Busy at work.  We've been landing new clients, which is good but when it's more than one at a time...it gets complicated.  Makes my head spin...crazy like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Busy at home.  Ok so we still are not unpacked.  Finding the time to just put stuff away.  It's not that there's no room...man our place has storage.  But it's figuring what is the most logical place to put things. Then also with a bigger house comes more housework.  Ugghh trying to keep the floors clean, the carpets vacuumed, the lawn mowed, laundry done, the toilets and counters clean.  Our 30day warranty expires here soon so we need to identify all the dings, and dents and stuff that just plain doesn't work, get it over to the builder then wait to hear from subcontractors that only work when I work which becomes a scheduling nightmare.  Makes my head spin...crazy like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Busy with wedding stuff.  Invitations are done...hitting the mail soon.  Dress is here, no alterations yet.  Still no one to marry us...hopefully getting close.  Flowers, cake, hairstyle, makeup and booze need to be decided.  Bachelor/Bachelorette party, wedding shower, rehearsal dinner, day after brunch to round up.  There are a few diy projects that I've been eying that I really really really want to do...do I have the time? the "know how"?  the patience? to pull it off...I dunno.  Makes my head spin...crazy like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Busy with life.  There are birthdays (oh and mine this month), holidays, receptions, and people coming in to town.  Wanting to go out and do things or just relax a bit but knowing that you are still living out of boxes.  Makes my head spin...crazy like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such is livin "the life"....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361582415585733737-4251394494293492528?l=jesswink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesswink.blogspot.com/feeds/4251394494293492528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361582415585733737&amp;postID=4251394494293492528' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361582415585733737/posts/default/4251394494293492528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361582415585733737/posts/default/4251394494293492528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesswink.blogspot.com/2008/06/ive-been-busy.html' title='I&apos;ve been busy...'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17281537693782926503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_GndVaaFK7Qw/R5AUgx9f8eI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ALo0K3KPuIw/S220/IMG_1946.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_GndVaaFK7Qw/SE2BS47e44I/AAAAAAAAAFw/EhtX7LzEah0/s72-c/rushing.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361582415585733737.post-5322932673882913543</id><published>2008-05-28T11:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T12:48:26.963-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wedding Sneak Peek</title><content type='html'>So I thought that I might give you readers (all 4 of you...and sadly I think that's probably right) a sneak peek in to some wedding details.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, the dress.  Ohhh I had to scour the city for the perfect one.  And I think I've found it.  I've been telling Jason all about it since I've ordered it and what the heck let's just post a picture of it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_GndVaaFK7Qw/SD8D4RYqrhI/AAAAAAAAAFY/l8-tMe2ubwY/s1600-h/dress.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_GndVaaFK7Qw/SD8D4RYqrhI/AAAAAAAAAFY/l8-tMe2ubwY/s200/dress.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205883959538003474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't it just gorgeous???  And totally me!  I'm not sure if it's pink enough or poofy enough but we'll look in to adding in more poof!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And next with the perfect dress...you need the perfect veil.  Ohhh and did I nail that one on the head!  Look at it!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_GndVaaFK7Qw/SD8EGBYqriI/AAAAAAAAAFg/7bsBPcuC__w/s1600-h/hair.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_GndVaaFK7Qw/SD8EGBYqriI/AAAAAAAAAFg/7bsBPcuC__w/s200/hair.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205884195761204770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the beading will just set off the white of my eyes just lovely...since it's so close to them!  But I just thought the combo would be perfect!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And finally, my bouquet.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_GndVaaFK7Qw/SD8EWRYqrjI/AAAAAAAAAFo/JgbUKfUkDAQ/s1600-h/flower.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_GndVaaFK7Qw/SD8EWRYqrjI/AAAAAAAAAFo/JgbUKfUkDAQ/s200/flower.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205884474934079026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who knew silk flowers could be so snazzy?? I will of course make sure to match the ribbon to my dress and I'm not sure that it's large enough or cascading enough...might want to add to that too.  Bigger the better right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what do you all think :)?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361582415585733737-5322932673882913543?l=jesswink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesswink.blogspot.com/feeds/5322932673882913543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361582415585733737&amp;postID=5322932673882913543' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361582415585733737/posts/default/5322932673882913543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361582415585733737/posts/default/5322932673882913543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesswink.blogspot.com/2008/05/wedding-sneak-peek.html' title='Wedding Sneak Peek'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17281537693782926503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_GndVaaFK7Qw/R5AUgx9f8eI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ALo0K3KPuIw/S220/IMG_1946.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_GndVaaFK7Qw/SD8D4RYqrhI/AAAAAAAAAFY/l8-tMe2ubwY/s72-c/dress.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361582415585733737.post-1604704275296136334</id><published>2008-05-15T10:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T10:45:31.237-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Signing Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_GndVaaFK7Qw/SCx2cazwYiI/AAAAAAAAAFI/xESYTw046HY/s1600-h/fortune-cookie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_GndVaaFK7Qw/SCx2cazwYiI/AAAAAAAAAFI/xESYTw046HY/s200/fortune-cookie.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200661900310897186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well the ball has started to roll.  Today we sign on the new house.  Tomorrow is funding day.  And Saturday is moving day.  Oh my!  Last night we grabbed Thai food for one last time from the neighborhood place (right after we pawned Jason's old wedding ring which a whole other amusing story).  Anyways, we opened our fortune cookies and mine said something to the effect of remember this date 3 months from now...it'll be good.  I should hope so since that will be 2 days before the wedding!  Then Jason opened his and started laughing...I wish I didn't read it.  It said something to the effect of now is not the time to be spending money...frugality is the key.  Stupid fortune!  I wish I never read it!  Oh well it's just a piece of paper.  I'm not gonna let it rain on my parade...bring on the debt!  Onwards and upwards!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361582415585733737-1604704275296136334?l=jesswink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesswink.blogspot.com/feeds/1604704275296136334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361582415585733737&amp;postID=1604704275296136334' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361582415585733737/posts/default/1604704275296136334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361582415585733737/posts/default/1604704275296136334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesswink.blogspot.com/2008/05/happy-signing-day.html' title='Happy Signing Day!'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17281537693782926503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_GndVaaFK7Qw/R5AUgx9f8eI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ALo0K3KPuIw/S220/IMG_1946.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_GndVaaFK7Qw/SCx2cazwYiI/AAAAAAAAAFI/xESYTw046HY/s72-c/fortune-cookie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361582415585733737.post-9032536681924648576</id><published>2008-05-10T18:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-10T18:42:26.026-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rented!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_GndVaaFK7Qw/SCZO9dYjKWI/AAAAAAAAAFA/E64D4-IDjiM/s1600-h/cForRentPic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_GndVaaFK7Qw/SCZO9dYjKWI/AAAAAAAAAFA/E64D4-IDjiM/s200/cForRentPic.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198929637612398946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Greetings from mass chaos central. This week has just been a bear. It's been a tough week at work. We've had meetings with wedding vendors which just means trying to focus on making decisions on things I have no idea on and dropping mass cash. We've had meetings with new house people, walk through with the builder, communication back and forth with our agent, their agent, the builder, our lender, our insurance agent....enough to make a full time job out of that or at least to make your head spin. &lt;br /&gt;I've been trying to eat healthy and get enough sleep. I try to sneak a few workouts in here and there but it just doesn't seem like enough. Today I ran the Race for the Cure. 3.1 miles...yeah I probably should have walked since I ate pizza last night, lifted way too much at the gym last night, didn't hydrate enough last night, haven't been on a run in ages oh and forgot to eat anything this morning before the race. I almost ran all the ways but towards the end I started getting dizzy and I thought the best thing would be to just walk the last quarter. My time was 35 minutes. Not great but given the conditions, I'll take it. Now my body just hurts.&lt;br /&gt;Now time for some good news! We have the Boise house rented! The new choir director from St. Johns recently relocated and needs a place for him and his wife. He stopped by today to look at the place drenched in cardboard and he wants it! I hope they enjoy our house as much as we have. He's moving in May 31st so we have a lot to do to get the place all ready for them. I'm just totally relieved...&lt;br /&gt;Our movers are scheduled for Sat 9am. We are working diligently to have everything in boxes and ready to move. Jason right now is busting his balls upstairs packing....I better go help him :).&lt;br /&gt;Wish us luck this next week, we will definitely need it. But the payoff will definitely be worth it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361582415585733737-9032536681924648576?l=jesswink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesswink.blogspot.com/feeds/9032536681924648576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361582415585733737&amp;postID=9032536681924648576' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361582415585733737/posts/default/9032536681924648576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361582415585733737/posts/default/9032536681924648576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesswink.blogspot.com/2008/05/rented.html' title='Rented!'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17281537693782926503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_GndVaaFK7Qw/R5AUgx9f8eI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ALo0K3KPuIw/S220/IMG_1946.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_GndVaaFK7Qw/SCZO9dYjKWI/AAAAAAAAAFA/E64D4-IDjiM/s72-c/cForRentPic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361582415585733737.post-6605741707042729055</id><published>2008-05-01T19:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-01T20:46:33.845-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ohhh Goldy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_GndVaaFK7Qw/SBqJABcyedI/AAAAAAAAAEo/_g2PqUzGTRk/s1600-h/IMG_0369.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195615753607477714" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_GndVaaFK7Qw/SBqJABcyedI/AAAAAAAAAEo/_g2PqUzGTRk/s200/IMG_0369.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_GndVaaFK7Qw/SBqI_hcyecI/AAAAAAAAAEg/vG8P3umqnrQ/s1600-h/IMG_0363.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195615745017543106" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_GndVaaFK7Qw/SBqI_hcyecI/AAAAAAAAAEg/vG8P3umqnrQ/s200/IMG_0363.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p&gt;Amidst all this house craziness our four legged friend has been having some problems of her own. Two Sunday's ago Jason noticed a bump on Goldy's hip that looked irritated. It was gross! It was all infected and just yuck! I took her into the vet on Monday and apparently she has a small cyst that has home to the surface and she licks it and irritates it. Well the choices were we pay a bunch of bucks to have Goldy put under anesthesia possibly putting stress on her liver, have the mass removed, them see if it's cancerous, and then she has to recover. Or we keep her from licking it anymore and put her on antibiotics. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well yes of course there's a price difference but mainly Goldy loves her schedule. She likes her daily walks, she likes to move on her own, she likes to be normal. So we went with just treating it. I was afraid that they would put her in a cone. She would not tolerate that and honestly neither would we. Well now they have this neck brace type if thing to immobilize their neck so they can't lick. It's a pretty neat gadget called &lt;a href="http://www.bitenot.com/"&gt;Bite Not Collar&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_GndVaaFK7Qw/SBqJARcyeeI/AAAAAAAAAEw/qteB9SqoHgQ/s1600-h/IMG_0366.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195615757902445026" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_GndVaaFK7Qw/SBqJARcyeeI/AAAAAAAAAEw/qteB9SqoHgQ/s200/IMG_0366.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p&gt;I think she's not too bothered by it most of the time. She's pretty much had it on for 10 days now. It breaks my heart to look at her in it but mostly I think it's cause her old lady neck waddle gets pushed up to her face...oooh Goldy&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tonight is the first night we are going to try to have it off of her all night. She usually wakes up at some point during the night and whines at us and runs into the bed and the walls trying to push the collar off of her. Cross your fingers that it heals completely and she stops bothering it...I think we could all use a goodnight's sleep!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361582415585733737-6605741707042729055?l=jesswink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesswink.blogspot.com/feeds/6605741707042729055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361582415585733737&amp;postID=6605741707042729055' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361582415585733737/posts/default/6605741707042729055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361582415585733737/posts/default/6605741707042729055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesswink.blogspot.com/2008/05/ohhh-goldy.html' title='Ohhh Goldy!'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17281537693782926503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_GndVaaFK7Qw/R5AUgx9f8eI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ALo0K3KPuIw/S220/IMG_1946.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_GndVaaFK7Qw/SBqJABcyedI/AAAAAAAAAEo/_g2PqUzGTRk/s72-c/IMG_0369.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361582415585733737.post-8488472526948692286</id><published>2008-04-28T20:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T20:32:15.335-07:00</updated><title type='text'>More Cha Cha Cha Changes!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_GndVaaFK7Qw/SBaWlRcyebI/AAAAAAAAAEY/C5oaCQtBAUE/s1600-h/curb-1a8de1f9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194504787301923250" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_GndVaaFK7Qw/SBaWlRcyebI/AAAAAAAAAEY/C5oaCQtBAUE/s200/curb-1a8de1f9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Of course it is more like me to get everything done at once. We've been entertaining the idea of taking advantage of the "buyers" housing market. If we found something that worked...why not. It might be a bit much with the wedding and all but you know in the long run I don't think we could afford to wait on what we found....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My lovely soon to be hubby can explain it all....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://jasonhaberman.com/index.php/2008/04/28/news-flash-room-to-move/"&gt;http://jasonhaberman.com/index.php/2008/04/28/news-flash-room-to-move/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Scary but exciting times...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361582415585733737-8488472526948692286?l=jesswink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesswink.blogspot.com/feeds/8488472526948692286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361582415585733737&amp;postID=8488472526948692286' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361582415585733737/posts/default/8488472526948692286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361582415585733737/posts/default/8488472526948692286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesswink.blogspot.com/2008/04/more-cha-cha-cha-changes.html' title='More Cha Cha Cha Changes!'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17281537693782926503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_GndVaaFK7Qw/R5AUgx9f8eI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ALo0K3KPuIw/S220/IMG_1946.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_GndVaaFK7Qw/SBaWlRcyebI/AAAAAAAAAEY/C5oaCQtBAUE/s72-c/curb-1a8de1f9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361582415585733737.post-294378852749795012</id><published>2008-04-23T13:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T14:56:23.382-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wedding Mayhem</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_GndVaaFK7Qw/SA-hThcyeaI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/Yh8AaPDtBS8/s1600-h/Bride+and+Groom+Cake+Topper.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_GndVaaFK7Qw/SA-hThcyeaI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/Yh8AaPDtBS8/s200/Bride+and+Groom+Cake+Topper.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192546252150176162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are less than 4 months away people.  And let me tell you I am working hard on getting things checked off my list.  It's crazy how motivated I was when we just had got engaged back in December.  People were commenting that I was starting so early and that I wouldn't have anything to do for the remaining time.  Well the holidays came and we got busy...with I'm not exactly sure what, then we changed plans a bit and now I have this sudden feeling that we are behind!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I started making calls and getting us scheduled.  First, engagement pictures.  Yes, engagement pictures 4 months before your wedding I know crazy!  We had them yesterday.  It was actually good weather and nice to be outside for a bit.  If I said it was "fun" that might be a stretch.  Better than expected?...definitely!  Worth it?  We'll see.  I know that I'm not the most photogenic person in the world...so we've got that going for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next up is actually sampling what we would be serving for food.  The caterer has been bugging us for months to get in and do this.  That's tomorrow...I'll let you know how that goes.  But I fail to see the downside of yummy free Hawaiian BBQ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The venue people have gone through a reorganization of sorts that kinda freaked me out so we need to go back there and explain everything again...I'm not really looking forward to that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and the other "minor" details that I keep forgetting are finding someone to marry us, flowers and invitations....minor, right???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess where I'm at is that before it was just researching options not really making any final decisions...and I guess that was fun.  Now it's nailing everything down and making the final say.  Yikes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I did find some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;uber&lt;/span&gt;-cute wedding shoes I am &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;sooo&lt;/span&gt; excited for!  They should come in the mail here soon...I'll let you know how that works out, that is if you care :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361582415585733737-294378852749795012?l=jesswink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesswink.blogspot.com/feeds/294378852749795012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361582415585733737&amp;postID=294378852749795012' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361582415585733737/posts/default/294378852749795012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361582415585733737/posts/default/294378852749795012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesswink.blogspot.com/2008/04/wedding-mahem.html' title='Wedding Mayhem'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17281537693782926503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_GndVaaFK7Qw/R5AUgx9f8eI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ALo0K3KPuIw/S220/IMG_1946.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_GndVaaFK7Qw/SA-hThcyeaI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/Yh8AaPDtBS8/s72-c/Bride+and+Groom+Cake+Topper.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361582415585733737.post-5006979216949359481</id><published>2008-04-07T11:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T11:35:59.619-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You're Gonna Miss This</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_GndVaaFK7Qw/R_ppUVm8rvI/AAAAAAAAAEE/gor5yM0WQAc/s1600-h/618422320_c068114f6c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_GndVaaFK7Qw/R_ppUVm8rvI/AAAAAAAAAEE/gor5yM0WQAc/s200/618422320_c068114f6c.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186573718989352690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night Jason and I finished up watching Celebrity Apprentice...yeah I know stupid but with the writers strike we got hooked.  One of my favorite contestants was Trace Adkins, who actually made it to the final 2.  He's an adorable country singer and when he spoke he just made you feel good.  On the finale they had him perform one of his songs, "You're Gonna Miss This".  &lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=InPtW_q3vjA"&gt;See it here &lt;/a&gt;.  I guess it really hit home with me.  Especially right now, all this wedding planning, Jason and I right now in this tiny house, no kids, where we are at in our careers.  Right now it all looks like a bunch of burdens but eventually things will change and you won't have these anymore...so enjoy it, enjoy the now.  Kinda put things in perspective for me....much needed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps...Jason took the picture when we were in Santa Cruz, it's one of my favorites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the lyrics...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;She was staring out the window of their SUV&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Complaining, saying "I can't wait to turn 18"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; She said "I'll make my own money, and I'll make my own rules"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Mamma put the car in park out there in front of the school&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Then she kissed her head and said "I was just like you"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; You're gonna miss this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; You're gonna want this back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; You're gonna wish these days hadn't gone by so fast&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; These are some good times&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; So take a good look around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; You may not know it now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; But you're gonna miss this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Before she knows it she's a brand new bride&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; In a one-bedroom apartment, and her daddy stops by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; He tells her "It's a nice place"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; She says "It'll do for now"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Starts talking about babies and buying a house&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Daddy shakes his head and says "Baby, just slow down"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Cause you're gonna miss this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; You're gonna want this back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; You're gonna wish these days hadn't gone by so fast&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; These are some good times&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; So take a good look around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; You may not know it now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; But you're gonna miss this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Five years later there's a plumber workin' on the water heater&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Dog's barkin', phone's ringin'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; One kid's cryin', one kid's screamin'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And she keeps apologizin'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; He says "They don't bother me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I've got 2 babies of my own. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; One's 36, one's 23.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Huh, it's hard to believe, but...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; You're gonna miss this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; You're gonna want this back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; You're gonna wish these days hadn't gone by so fast&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; These are some good times&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; So take a good look around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; You may not know it now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; But you're gonna miss this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361582415585733737-5006979216949359481?l=jesswink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesswink.blogspot.com/feeds/5006979216949359481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361582415585733737&amp;postID=5006979216949359481' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361582415585733737/posts/default/5006979216949359481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361582415585733737/posts/default/5006979216949359481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesswink.blogspot.com/2008/04/youre-gonna-miss-this.html' title='You&apos;re Gonna Miss This'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17281537693782926503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_GndVaaFK7Qw/R5AUgx9f8eI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ALo0K3KPuIw/S220/IMG_1946.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_GndVaaFK7Qw/R_ppUVm8rvI/AAAAAAAAAEE/gor5yM0WQAc/s72-c/618422320_c068114f6c.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361582415585733737.post-2053752099461201292</id><published>2008-03-24T16:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T18:21:35.553-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I can't win!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;So for St. Patrick's Day I was planning to get Jason something...at the very least a card. Well work got busy, wedding planning got in the way and before I knew it the holiday had come and gone. And to make me feel worse that wonderful man had got me this awesome necklace! Sorry I used the crappy old camera so it might be blurry but it's a shamrock from 4 hearts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181482052439813826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_GndVaaFK7Qw/R-hSeVm8rsI/AAAAAAAAADs/0Yn-o6ou04w/s200/IMG_6019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So Friday I had the day off (markets are closed on Good Friday) and so I had time to stop by Fred Meyer to put together a little basket for him filled with some little goodies (since we are working out and all). Cute huh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_GndVaaFK7Qw/R-g6IFm8rqI/AAAAAAAAADc/A5Iod3vTF8I/s1600-h/IMG_6015.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181482069619683026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_GndVaaFK7Qw/R-hSfVm8rtI/AAAAAAAAAD0/vd09X-XelAw/s200/IMG_6015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Easter morning I ran downstairs to grab it and bring it upstairs, I turned the corner and found this on the bed!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_GndVaaFK7Qw/R-g6I1m8rrI/AAAAAAAAADk/TN2KwuCsK4Q/s1600-h/IMG_6017.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181482073914650338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_GndVaaFK7Qw/R-hSflm8ruI/AAAAAAAAAD8/gCVvVr-4NJs/s200/IMG_6016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't win! This basket had everything I love, the hollow Palmer bunny ( like I used to get as a kid but a ginormus one), Mint Milky Ways (which are awesome frozen), Peeps (which are awesome left out and hard), peanut butter eggs, and Lindt chocolate! And me with my stupid little basket for him....at least it was orange, right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361582415585733737-2053752099461201292?l=jesswink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesswink.blogspot.com/feeds/2053752099461201292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361582415585733737&amp;postID=2053752099461201292' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361582415585733737/posts/default/2053752099461201292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361582415585733737/posts/default/2053752099461201292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesswink.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-cant-win.html' title='I can&apos;t win!'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17281537693782926503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_GndVaaFK7Qw/R5AUgx9f8eI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ALo0K3KPuIw/S220/IMG_1946.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_GndVaaFK7Qw/R-hSeVm8rsI/AAAAAAAAADs/0Yn-o6ou04w/s72-c/IMG_6019.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361582415585733737.post-6545180831357389657</id><published>2008-03-17T09:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-17T09:34:07.270-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy St. Patrick's Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_GndVaaFK7Qw/R96YTbUYzGI/AAAAAAAAADM/1yNObtQ4Oio/s1600-h/200px-Irish_clover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_GndVaaFK7Qw/R96YTbUYzGI/AAAAAAAAADM/1yNObtQ4Oio/s320/200px-Irish_clover.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178744081040854114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;St. Patrick's Day...one of my favorite holidays.  Growing up it was always a big deal in the Winkle household!  My mom's grandparents are off the boat Irish so it was always a big dinner with Corned Beef and cabbage (one of my favorite meals), homemade Irish Soda Bread (which I made this year) and Colcannon.  My mom would start blaring the Celtic music starting right after Valentine's Day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hear that true Irishmen (and women) don't celebrate St. Patrick's Day, which really is the feast day of Saint Patrick.  Corned Beef and cabbage is American and really only a small amount of people are of Irish descent even though practically everyone claims to be.  Well I don't care, I'm drawn to it.  I love it all.  I love the green, I love the shamrocks, I love the music, I love the history, I love the food and I love the beer! So to all of you...a Happy St. Patrick's Day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361582415585733737-6545180831357389657?l=jesswink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesswink.blogspot.com/feeds/6545180831357389657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361582415585733737&amp;postID=6545180831357389657' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361582415585733737/posts/default/6545180831357389657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361582415585733737/posts/default/6545180831357389657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesswink.blogspot.com/2008/03/happy-st-patricks-day.html' title='Happy St. Patrick&apos;s Day!'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17281537693782926503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_GndVaaFK7Qw/R5AUgx9f8eI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ALo0K3KPuIw/S220/IMG_1946.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_GndVaaFK7Qw/R96YTbUYzGI/AAAAAAAAADM/1yNObtQ4Oio/s72-c/200px-Irish_clover.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361582415585733737.post-4279045610930749331</id><published>2008-03-15T14:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-15T14:35:19.460-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome to the world Marcus!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On Friday Jason's sister, Kim, finally gave birth to a beautiful baby boy! May I introduce to you Marcus Samuel Erwin (and yes that's Uncle Jas holding him...too cute!).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178084790676016210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_GndVaaFK7Qw/R9xArrUYzFI/AAAAAAAAADE/avI_w_Ol9a4/s320/IMG_0193.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went over to the hospital to visit today. He is such a sweet and peaceful baby and pretty darn cute too. Congrats to the Erwin Family!&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/3361582415585733737-4279045610930749331?l=jesswink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesswink.blogspot.com/feeds/4279045610930749331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361582415585733737&amp;postID=4279045610930749331' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361582415585733737/posts/default/4279045610930749331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361582415585733737/posts/default/4279045610930749331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesswink.blogspot.com/2008/03/welcome-to-world-marcus.html' title='Welcome to the world Marcus!'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17281537693782926503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_GndVaaFK7Qw/R5AUgx9f8eI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ALo0K3KPuIw/S220/IMG_1946.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_GndVaaFK7Qw/R9xArrUYzFI/AAAAAAAAADE/avI_w_Ol9a4/s72-c/IMG_0193.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361582415585733737.post-8374662119423597877</id><published>2008-03-02T12:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-02T13:04:30.109-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Goldy!</title><content type='html'>Well, yesterday was Goldy's Birthday. At least what I refer to as her birthday. Three years ago yesterday I went down to the Idaho Humane Society and fell in love with an 5 year old purebred Golden Lab. Well come to find out first there is no such thing as a Golden Lab...she's just a perfect cross between a Yellow Labrador and a Golden Retriever and the county has her registered by previous owners as 3 years older! So yesterday she turned 12. Her hearing has gone, shes a lot whiter, she moves a lot slower but she's still the sweetest, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;lovable&lt;/span&gt;, hairy, neurotic but wonderful dogs I know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday Pooh Bear!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Goldy 3/1/05&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173249993498200610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_GndVaaFK7Qw/R8sTdcTAiiI/AAAAAAAAACo/7WxYvOVXqpg/s320/christmas04+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Goldy 3/1/08&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173252445924526658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_GndVaaFK7Qw/R8sVsMTAikI/AAAAAAAAAC0/YAt_aE_1xWM/s320/IMG_0107.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361582415585733737-8374662119423597877?l=jesswink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesswink.blogspot.com/feeds/8374662119423597877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361582415585733737&amp;postID=8374662119423597877' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361582415585733737/posts/default/8374662119423597877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361582415585733737/posts/default/8374662119423597877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesswink.blogspot.com/2008/03/happy-birthday-goldy.html' title='Happy Birthday Goldy!'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17281537693782926503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_GndVaaFK7Qw/R5AUgx9f8eI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ALo0K3KPuIw/S220/IMG_1946.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_GndVaaFK7Qw/R8sTdcTAiiI/AAAAAAAAACo/7WxYvOVXqpg/s72-c/christmas04+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361582415585733737.post-7316543902846811454</id><published>2008-02-29T10:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-29T10:18:39.545-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I've been kicked out!</title><content type='html'>...of the garage that is.  Last Sunday we planned on watching the Oscars.  One of the things I like to do is fill out ballots and see who guess the most correct award winners.  So it was just Jason against me.  I've done this numerous times before and never won and this year I haven't seen really any of the movies.  I really should have rethought this.  Anyways the bet was if Jason won he got a week of parking in the garage.  And if I won he would wash and vacuum out my car.  Well I lost...surprise. surprise!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm outside, scraping everyday at 6:45am...it sucks!  The good thing is come Monday my car will be snug back in the garage.  I can't wait!  For now you can all feel sorry for me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361582415585733737-7316543902846811454?l=jesswink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesswink.blogspot.com/feeds/7316543902846811454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361582415585733737&amp;postID=7316543902846811454' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361582415585733737/posts/default/7316543902846811454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361582415585733737/posts/default/7316543902846811454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesswink.blogspot.com/2008/02/ive-been-kicked-out.html' title='I&apos;ve been kicked out!'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17281537693782926503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_GndVaaFK7Qw/R5AUgx9f8eI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ALo0K3KPuIw/S220/IMG_1946.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361582415585733737.post-5188034498007036811</id><published>2008-02-21T19:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-21T19:45:31.853-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gorgeous!</title><content type='html'>I don't mean to brag (or maybe I do!) but my man bought me &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;three &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;dozen roses for Valentine's Day...yes three dozen! Anyways they are gorgeous and here is a picture of them taken tonight! Yes they have lasted over a week...and they still look sooo pretty! I love them and the sweet man who gave them to me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169644318709953090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_GndVaaFK7Qw/R75EHi_SskI/AAAAAAAAACY/ja16X0rM6so/s320/IMG_2052.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh and here's a picture I took this weekend when I was scrubbing the kitchen from ceiling to floor.  Goldy got a little worn out begging for food and just parked herself in her bowl.  She cracks me up!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169644327299887698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_GndVaaFK7Qw/R75EIC_SslI/AAAAAAAAACg/KYlp13mW9oE/s320/IMG_2048.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_GndVaaFK7Qw/R75DIS_SsjI/AAAAAAAAACQ/XAev5aOSqp0/s1600-h/IMG_2048.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361582415585733737-5188034498007036811?l=jesswink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesswink.blogspot.com/feeds/5188034498007036811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361582415585733737&amp;postID=5188034498007036811' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361582415585733737/posts/default/5188034498007036811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361582415585733737/posts/default/5188034498007036811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesswink.blogspot.com/2008/02/gorgeous.html' title='Gorgeous!'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17281537693782926503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_GndVaaFK7Qw/R5AUgx9f8eI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ALo0K3KPuIw/S220/IMG_1946.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_GndVaaFK7Qw/R75EHi_SskI/AAAAAAAAACY/ja16X0rM6so/s72-c/IMG_2052.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361582415585733737.post-7220006214222633012</id><published>2008-02-16T08:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-16T09:19:44.640-08:00</updated><title type='text'>10 Questions</title><content type='html'>My lovely fiance posted on his blog the 10 Questions that they ask in the show "Inside the Actors Studio".  Here is that specific post...&lt;a href="http://jasonhaberman.com/index.php/2008/02/13/actors-studio-10-questions/"&gt;http://jasonhaberman.com/index.php/2008/02/13/actors-studio-10-questions/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here are my answers.  Feel free to comment your own answers or post them on your blog! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1.) What is your favorite word?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'm a sucker for polite words like please, thank you (ok that two), sorry...they're always good to hear!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2.) What is your least favorite word?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moist, Giddy, and Bubbles....now feel free to join the crowd that already torments me with them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3.) What turns you on creatively, spiritually or emotionally?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Easy...just being with Jason.  Some how I can be all stress out and just sitting down with him, sometimes not even talking, I seem to calm down....kinda nice!  Also music as well as pretty landscapes, and pictures...basically beauty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4.) What turns you off creatively, spiritually or emotionally?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People who monopolize conversations, rude people, and for some reason dark super windy days can stress me out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5.) What sound or noise do you love?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Opening anything vacuumed sealed.  The noise of the garage door, cause I know someone is coming home.  Ocean...definitely the ocean.  Oh and I haven't heard it but I soooo want to, the sound of a huge glass jar of sauerkraut hitting the blacktop in the parking lot...oh that would be so cool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6.) What sound or noise do you hate?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Music that is just low enough and far enough away that you can't recognize it....drive me bonkers.  Clocks ticking are pretty bad...it's the repetitive sound.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7.) What is your favorite curse word?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would say "shit" based on how much I use it.  I like the phrase "metric shit ton" and a new one that popped out of my mouth recently was "shit fuck"...classy I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8.) What profession other than your own would you like to attempt?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've always had this dream of owning a flower shop....I would love that.  Oh and maybe having a farm or a ranch...the idea of it seems great but I'm sure I wouldn't like it after awhile.  My goal after graduating college with a degree in Video Productions was to make music videos.  But I don't have tough enough skin for that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9.) What profession would you not like to do?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think that I would be a great teacher.  I can't handle all the questions.  Also anything dealing with trash or poo...no way! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10.) If Heaven exists, what would you like to hear God say when you arrive at the Pearly Gates?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't remember who actually said this on the program but I thought it was great.  Something along the lines "Come with me, we'll sit down and talk about all the pain and suffering in the world and I'll explain why..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great weekend!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361582415585733737-7220006214222633012?l=jesswink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesswink.blogspot.com/feeds/7220006214222633012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361582415585733737&amp;postID=7220006214222633012' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361582415585733737/posts/default/7220006214222633012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361582415585733737/posts/default/7220006214222633012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesswink.blogspot.com/2008/02/10-questions.html' title='10 Questions'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17281537693782926503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_GndVaaFK7Qw/R5AUgx9f8eI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ALo0K3KPuIw/S220/IMG_1946.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361582415585733737.post-8267254166989194328</id><published>2008-02-14T07:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T07:58:15.962-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Valentine's Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.holographmagazine.com/images/issue04/iordache-levay3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.holographmagazine.com/images/issue04/iordache-levay3.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia,bookman old style,palatino linotype,book antiqua,palatino,trebuchet ms,helvetica,garamond,sans-serif,arial,verdana,avante garde,century gothic,comic sans ms,times,times new roman,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;"We are all a little weird and life's a little weird, and when we find someone whose weirdness is compatible with ours, we join up with them and fall in mutual weirdness and call it love. "&lt;br /&gt;~Author Unknown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;In the past I thought Valentine's Day was just a day that separated the "haves" and "have nots".  Honestly, I really despised the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, well it's not too bad and any holiday that I get to celebrate what Jason and I have and get to spoil him a bit...I'm game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Happy Valentine's Day to All...however you choose to celebrate it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361582415585733737-8267254166989194328?l=jesswink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesswink.blogspot.com/feeds/8267254166989194328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361582415585733737&amp;postID=8267254166989194328' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361582415585733737/posts/default/8267254166989194328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361582415585733737/posts/default/8267254166989194328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesswink.blogspot.com/2008/02/happy-valentines-day.html' title='Happy Valentine&apos;s Day!'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17281537693782926503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_GndVaaFK7Qw/R5AUgx9f8eI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ALo0K3KPuIw/S220/IMG_1946.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361582415585733737.post-6743545632247471530</id><published>2008-02-10T19:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-10T20:08:54.728-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm smilin' from ear to ear!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So since my uhh "roomate" moved in back in September the garage has been occupied with stuff. That wouldn't be a problem except that since I have a 1 car garage (which it's so tiny basically the car fits and that it) so that throws my car out in the driveway. With this winter being so rough it's been endless scraping and digging out my car most mornings. Not any more!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165562368906932690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_GndVaaFK7Qw/R6_Dmy_SsdI/AAAAAAAAABg/4MrRiXq0rPg/s320/IMG_2041.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We spent most of Saturday breaking down boxes, getting rid of things, organizing things, hanging things just making more room for everything. But it looks so good! And I am just about the happiest girl in the world! We also hung our respective teams flags on the wall and our "House Divided" flag, good storage! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165567771975791122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_GndVaaFK7Qw/R6_IhS_SshI/AAAAAAAAACA/olzgSKwwU3E/s320/IMG_2043.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And also filled up the shelves that my "handy" man installed all by himself! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165566556500046322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_GndVaaFK7Qw/R6_Hai_SsfI/AAAAAAAAABw/uVsbfuqOCaQ/s320/IMG_2042.JPG" border="0" /&gt; I think I'll let him park in there too, if he's nice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh and he also made some homemade pizza tonight...yum!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165566565089980930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_GndVaaFK7Qw/R6_HbC_SsgI/AAAAAAAAAB4/BGSOr7SYe5E/s320/IMG_2044.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yeah, I'm spoiled! Life is good!&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/3361582415585733737-6743545632247471530?l=jesswink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesswink.blogspot.com/feeds/6743545632247471530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361582415585733737&amp;postID=6743545632247471530' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361582415585733737/posts/default/6743545632247471530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361582415585733737/posts/default/6743545632247471530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesswink.blogspot.com/2008/02/im-smilin-from-ear-to-ear.html' title='I&apos;m smilin&apos; from ear to ear!'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17281537693782926503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_GndVaaFK7Qw/R5AUgx9f8eI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ALo0K3KPuIw/S220/IMG_1946.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_GndVaaFK7Qw/R6_Dmy_SsdI/AAAAAAAAABg/4MrRiXq0rPg/s72-c/IMG_2041.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361582415585733737.post-2385936715432521208</id><published>2008-02-06T16:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-07T11:38:15.289-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Few of my favorite things...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I've been pretty bad about keeping this blog thing up to date. Lately I've been keeping myself busy with tax season amping up at work and trying to get my butt to the gym as often as I can. I've been thinking about this post for awhile and it probably should have been one of the firsts. So those who don't know me, or those who have been MIA with me, or those who think you know me...in the words of Julie Andrews here are a few of my favorite things (in no particular orderish).&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;First and foremost of course my hunka hunka burnin love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164025860099545202" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_GndVaaFK7Qw/R6pOKNoqGHI/AAAAAAAAABI/5Rd5Ww8_ki0/s320/IMG_1918.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;We met in September 2006, engaged December 2007 and getting hitched on August 16th, 2008! He's a wonderful man and I am so lucky to have met him...even though he is a stinkin' Bronco...but he does have street cred.  He amazes me everyday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Next up my lovely Goldy Girl! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164027152884701314" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_GndVaaFK7Qw/R6pPVdoqGII/AAAAAAAAABQ/yWpbJZlDbj0/s320/Goldy+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I found Goldy just about 3 years ago at the Humane Society.  She's no spring chicken...she's knocking on the door of 12 years old.  She definitely tries my patience at times, is obessed with food, and is border line neurotic...but I love her!  She is great with kids, doesn't care about other dogs and pretty easy going.  She's starting to show her age more and more but she still has to have her walk everyday!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;University of Idaho&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.idahoata.com/Idaho_Vandals.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 107px; height: 127px;" src="http://www.idahoata.com/Idaho_Vandals.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;I am a proud Vandal alumni.  I love the time I spent up there and met many wonderful people that are a part of my life now.  I love Idaho football...even though we suck for right now.  I have faith that the tables will turn...."From the North came a tribe brave and bold!"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The Ocean&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_GndVaaFK7Qw/R6tcztoqGJI/AAAAAAAAABY/JUcqefyp3GE/s1600-h/618759620_4f4515ad2c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_GndVaaFK7Qw/R6tcztoqGJI/AAAAAAAAABY/JUcqefyp3GE/s320/618759620_4f4515ad2c.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164323441203615890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;I love the water and try to get to the ocean at least once a year.  Many of our vacations have been on the west coast.  Santa Cruz, CA is one of my favorite places in the world (or at least what I've seen so far) and I was lucky enough to spend a whole week there last June.&lt;/p&gt;U2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.optintoday.com/wp-content/uploads/2007/08/u2_band1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 194px; height: 169px;" src="http://www.optintoday.com/wp-content/uploads/2007/08/u2_band1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah you could say that I am a super fan.  I've seen them 10 times in concert, not one of them being in Boise!  I have most every album and DVD they have.  I hear they are finishing up on a new album...then it's time for me to hit the road!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few honorable mentions go to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;running&lt;/span&gt;; I never thought I would like it but it's one think I absolutely love to do by myself...just me and the outdoors, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;power tools&lt;/span&gt;; I love 'em so, even though they hurt me sometimes and also a certain someone doesn't trust me with them, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;tractors&lt;/span&gt;; Amazing machines and again I've tried to get one but a certain someone think it's a no...whatever, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;trash tv&lt;/span&gt;; I love my reality/trashy shows and I set time aside each week to watch'em.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that should be enough for now.  Hope I didn't bore you all!&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/3361582415585733737-2385936715432521208?l=jesswink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesswink.blogspot.com/feeds/2385936715432521208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361582415585733737&amp;postID=2385936715432521208' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361582415585733737/posts/default/2385936715432521208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361582415585733737/posts/default/2385936715432521208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesswink.blogspot.com/2008/02/few-of-my-favorite-things.html' title='Few of my favorite things...'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17281537693782926503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_GndVaaFK7Qw/R5AUgx9f8eI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ALo0K3KPuIw/S220/IMG_1946.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_GndVaaFK7Qw/R6pOKNoqGHI/AAAAAAAAABI/5Rd5Ww8_ki0/s72-c/IMG_1918.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361582415585733737.post-9057065176078435105</id><published>2008-01-24T07:10:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-24T07:19:14.271-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Maui here we come!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_GndVaaFK7Qw/R5iq79oqGFI/AAAAAAAAAAY/8mBlUBIvFvk/s1600-h/aloha.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_GndVaaFK7Qw/R5iq79oqGFI/AAAAAAAAAAY/8mBlUBIvFvk/s320/aloha.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159061320287000658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So we have nailed down our Honeymoon plans.  Last night we pulled the trigger on an incredible trip to Maui!  I am sooo excited!  We searched around the internet, met with a travel agent, but then ended up just finding what we think is a killer deal on Expedia.  I really wish that the trip was right now to get us out of this freezing cold weather.  BTW it was 9 degrees today when I drove into work!!! Just thought I would share our exciting news with you all.  Aloha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361582415585733737-9057065176078435105?l=jesswink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesswink.blogspot.com/feeds/9057065176078435105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361582415585733737&amp;postID=9057065176078435105' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361582415585733737/posts/default/9057065176078435105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361582415585733737/posts/default/9057065176078435105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesswink.blogspot.com/2008/01/maui-here-we-come.html' title='Maui here we come!'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17281537693782926503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_GndVaaFK7Qw/R5AUgx9f8eI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ALo0K3KPuIw/S220/IMG_1946.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_GndVaaFK7Qw/R5iq79oqGFI/AAAAAAAAAAY/8mBlUBIvFvk/s72-c/aloha.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361582415585733737.post-4346463027056310386</id><published>2008-01-21T18:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-21T19:06:43.371-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day off???</title><content type='html'>So I was lucky enough to have today off....at least I think.  It was nice to just have a day off since I worked all through the holidays except for Christmas Day and New Years day.  I was swirling with ideas last night of what I wanted to get done.  Most of the weekend was spent either relaxing, soaking up the last bit of football or running errands.  Since the holidays the house needed some straightening up...bad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was lucky enough to get to sleep in.  Jason was having trouble sleeping so he got up early and tended to the dog, Goldy.  Usually she tries to roust me around 6am no matter weekday or weekend.  So I was very thankful to Jason for getting her fed so she can just go back to bed and leave me alone...too bad he didn't get much sleep(sorry babe).  I woke around 8am and caught up on a few trash &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;tv&lt;/span&gt; programs that I will not divulge their names....I have some dignity! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I stumbled down the stairs, started up the coffee pot.  Then I looked through my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;cds&lt;/span&gt; to find some good cleaning music.  Unfortunately most of my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;cds&lt;/span&gt; are in a box in the garage.  Jason was working on burning all my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;cd&lt;/span&gt; to the computer.  Which is great I thought...but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;uhh&lt;/span&gt; I have no clue how to get those stupid mp3s to play through the speaker system downstairs.  I thought about trying it but instead I found a few great ones to play.  It felt good to crank the music up and just clean and organize.  I hadn't done that in ages.  Soon it was 11:3o and my wonderful fiancee had brought me some great lunch!  I was very glad to see him, have lunch with him and not have to leave the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Jas&lt;/span&gt; went back to work, then I headed off to grocery shop for dinner...I know, me cooking???  Yeah I decided to go fully domestic today.  I made a batch of chili from a slow cooker cookbook by &lt;a href="http://www.semihomemade.com/"&gt;Sandra Lee&lt;/a&gt;.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt; so it's not full cooking but I love that chili.  It's got turkey, black beans and zucchini(you can't tell).  Yeah, I really can't stand her or her show...but the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;recipes&lt;/span&gt; are good and easy and this one is super healthy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finished up cleaning and organizing the whole downstairs floor.  Finally the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;christmas&lt;/span&gt; decorations are away (yes we are the tacky people with lights still up, at least they weren't on), the bathrooms are all clean, the kitchen is clean, I found our kitchen table, and the dog hair is under control, at least for the time being.  Throw in making cornbread, 3 loads of laundry and I am one tired little housewife.  I thought most of today how I actually could see myself staying home and being happy doing this everyday, but now feeling absolutely exhausted...I might have to rethink that, maybe just part time.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Anways&lt;/span&gt;, I'm finishing up my 3rd blog post on the couch loving how great the house looks, the last load of laundry is almost done and Entourage season 3 disc 2 is all cued up for us to watch....life is good!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361582415585733737-4346463027056310386?l=jesswink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesswink.blogspot.com/feeds/4346463027056310386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361582415585733737&amp;postID=4346463027056310386' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361582415585733737/posts/default/4346463027056310386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361582415585733737/posts/default/4346463027056310386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesswink.blogspot.com/2008/01/day-off.html' title='Day off???'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17281537693782926503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_GndVaaFK7Qw/R5AUgx9f8eI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ALo0K3KPuIw/S220/IMG_1946.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361582415585733737.post-7553007552677883233</id><published>2008-01-19T10:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-19T10:37:38.134-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Body Pump</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;, so in my quest to get my outside &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;uhhh&lt;/span&gt; smaller and toner before the big day I've headed back to the gym.  In my previous life I used to go to the gym practically everyday.  I kinda made up my own little routine.  It worked then.  But I'm almost sure that no matter what you did at the gym if you go every single day you would see results.  Since my life was way less complicated back then it wasn't a big deal.  Now I don't really have that time (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; I don't really have the want) to go everyday, I need to find a more &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;effective&lt;/span&gt; routine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I've turned to the classes.  I never thought I would find myself attending these just because the idea of someone barking orders at me for an hour really didn't seem my bag.  Then my friend Beth dragged me to a &lt;a href="http://http//www.lesmills.com/westcoast/en/members/bodypump/bodypump-group-fitness-program.aspx"&gt;Body Pump&lt;/a&gt; class.  Honestly, I have really liked it.  First you can modify the class to somewhat fit you.  Add more weight, take more off and the music is great.  There's both women and men in there.  The men crack me up because they load up all this weight on their bar and halfway through the song they are grunting and eventually have to stop and take it down a bit.  And they leave before the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;stretching&lt;/span&gt; at the end...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;uhhh&lt;/span&gt; hello cramping! Before I never found weight lifting to be any sort of a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;cardio&lt;/span&gt; workout...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;uhh&lt;/span&gt; this class makes you sweat.  So you somewhat get the weight loss with the muscle tone....awesome! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll keep you posted on how it works.  Right now I'm trying to hit the class up 3 days a week and hopefully to add some straight &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;cardio&lt;/span&gt; too.  We'll see...at least it's something!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend should be great...it's a 3-day weekend for me!  Woohoo!  I have so many different ideas of what I want to get done this weekend...it makes my head spin!  We will see how much I get done or I might just take it easy and bum around the house...oooh that sounds nice too!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361582415585733737-7553007552677883233?l=jesswink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesswink.blogspot.com/feeds/7553007552677883233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361582415585733737&amp;postID=7553007552677883233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361582415585733737/posts/default/7553007552677883233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361582415585733737/posts/default/7553007552677883233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesswink.blogspot.com/2008/01/body-pump.html' title='Body Pump'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17281537693782926503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_GndVaaFK7Qw/R5AUgx9f8eI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ALo0K3KPuIw/S220/IMG_1946.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3361582415585733737.post-8036456264711420490</id><published>2008-01-17T19:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-17T19:15:30.006-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I've caught the blog bug!</title><content type='html'>I knew it was coming.  I guess it was more of a matter of when.  Here it is...my first blog, my first post!  So exciting.  I figured with all the new adventures I was about to embark on I would want to some how &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;immortalize&lt;/span&gt; it as well as have a dumping ground for my thoughts and experiences.  Yes, it will be centered around one upcoming event, my..oh wait...our wedding, for now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So with no further ado...I give you the Winkle Wonderland!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3361582415585733737-8036456264711420490?l=jesswink.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesswink.blogspot.com/feeds/8036456264711420490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3361582415585733737&amp;postID=8036456264711420490' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361582415585733737/posts/default/8036456264711420490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3361582415585733737/posts/default/8036456264711420490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesswink.blogspot.com/2008/01/ive-caught-blog-bug.html' title='I&apos;ve caught the blog bug!'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17281537693782926503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_GndVaaFK7Qw/R5AUgx9f8eI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ALo0K3KPuIw/S220/IMG_1946.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
