tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29106555960592016902024-03-13T05:32:34.339-07:00Brittany Rose... random tidbits from my life.Brittany Rosehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10046287589129668972noreply@blogger.comBlogger16125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2910655596059201690.post-75206614169302294442010-11-05T20:38:00.000-07:002010-11-05T20:48:29.095-07:00Bye Bye Autumn GardenAfter a week into my busy quarter I got home at a decent hour and the sun was shining. I decided to take a looksy into my garden and to my surprise, I had so much beautiful produce!!<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lnVNU9uoH6o/TNTOktNkuBI/AAAAAAAAATs/sbQZJ3FHGsg/s1600/DSCN0907.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lnVNU9uoH6o/TNTOktNkuBI/AAAAAAAAATs/sbQZJ3FHGsg/s400/DSCN0907.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536276971952322578" border="0" /></a><br /></div><br />This huge zucchini I didn't even know was growing until I peered through some poky zucchini leaves and saw this monster sitting there in the dirt waiting to be picked. I had to compare it to something to show its size; this is one big, healthy, organic zucchini!<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lnVNU9uoH6o/TNTOkV2xClI/AAAAAAAAATk/ShAe3S0bamM/s1600/DSCN0901.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lnVNU9uoH6o/TNTOkV2xClI/AAAAAAAAATk/ShAe3S0bamM/s400/DSCN0901.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536276965682645586" border="0" /></a><br /></div><br />A few weeks after these photos were taken, and a few weeks ago, I decided to rip up my rotting tomato plants and all the not-so-healthy looking kale, leaving only some zucchini plants. Goodbye autumn garden!Brittany Rosehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10046287589129668972noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2910655596059201690.post-80309753534379699342010-09-23T18:20:00.001-07:002010-09-23T18:40:18.634-07:00Hummus RecipeHummus (also spelled <i>hamos</i>, <i>homos</i>, <i>houmous</i>, <i>hommos</i>, <i>hommus</i>, <i>hummos</i> or <i>hummous) </i>is one of my FAVORITE snacks of all time. It's an amazing veggie dip, great with pitas, amazing in a falafel or a sandwich, and pretty darn good on the tip of a finger! Although this specific hummus concoction I made in April, the photos are still good and I figured I should share.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lnVNU9uoH6o/TJv9gSzmTOI/AAAAAAAAARI/Ggrt8PLC-7s/s1600/IMG_3032.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lnVNU9uoH6o/TJv9gSzmTOI/AAAAAAAAARI/Ggrt8PLC-7s/s400/IMG_3032.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520284499518573794" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Ingredients needed are as shown above: Garbanzo beans (aka chickpeas; they truly are better if you have the time to soak them the night before then cook them), tahini (this specific one I get from Trader Joe's; it has the perfect mixture of lemon and garlic already in it... other brands tend to be bland and difficult to season up correctly), olive oil, cumin, lemon, salt (not pictured) and beloved garlic.<br /><br />Although I do not normally measure the ingredients I put in my hummus, I've made it enough that now I use the guess-and-taste method, for the purpose of posting this I am going to post the measurements as suggested by one of my favorite hummus recipes. This one is adapted from <span style="font-style: italic;">Vegan Planet</span>, by Robin Robertson.<br /><br />1 1/2 cups cooked or one 15-ounce can chickpeas, draining and rinsed<br />1/4 cup tahini (sesame paste)<br />3 tablespoons fresh lemon juice<br />2 garlic cloves<br />1 teaspoon cumin<br />1 tablespoon olive oil<br />1/2 teaspoon salt<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lnVNU9uoH6o/TJv9g8qQ_FI/AAAAAAAAARQ/LMsvn66DgOM/s1600/IMG_3033.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lnVNU9uoH6o/TJv9g8qQ_FI/AAAAAAAAARQ/LMsvn66DgOM/s400/IMG_3033.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520284510753717330" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Put all the ingredients into a food processor and go crazy! Spoon into a bowl and enjoy!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lnVNU9uoH6o/TJv9hFVYy5I/AAAAAAAAARY/QiilMKgXQpg/s1600/IMG_3035.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lnVNU9uoH6o/TJv9hFVYy5I/AAAAAAAAARY/QiilMKgXQpg/s400/IMG_3035.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520284513082067858" border="0" /></a><br /><br />YUM!Brittany Rosehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10046287589129668972noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2910655596059201690.post-84096571157315333492010-09-22T19:21:00.000-07:002010-09-23T18:14:16.293-07:00A Day of Celebrations!Today is the day to say goodbye to summer and hello to autumn. And what a better way to celebrate than with a MyEternal show at Hell's Kitchen!<br /><br />And a cake too, of course.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lnVNU9uoH6o/TJvt5oqJw7I/AAAAAAAAAQ4/2LsJzBGg_7E/s1600/DSCN0855.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lnVNU9uoH6o/TJvt5oqJw7I/AAAAAAAAAQ4/2LsJzBGg_7E/s400/DSCN0855.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520267342695220146" border="0" /></a><br />It didn't turn out quite like I expected, but then again, I wasn't sure what I was expecting.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lnVNU9uoH6o/TJvt6FGWHFI/AAAAAAAAARA/9FJmGCWWg8I/s1600/DSCN0856.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lnVNU9uoH6o/TJvt6FGWHFI/AAAAAAAAARA/9FJmGCWWg8I/s400/DSCN0856.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520267350329662546" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br />Good luck, MyEternal, with your show tonight. Finally they're playing again after two and half years! I just spent an hour looking through photos to find some band photos to attach, and well, there's just been two much rearranging of band members that I gave up on that.Brittany Rosehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10046287589129668972noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2910655596059201690.post-72176219014167719302010-09-19T12:20:00.000-07:002010-09-19T12:21:41.692-07:00Vegetarians Rock!<h6 style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" class="uiStreamMessage" ft="{"type":"msg"}"><span style="font-size:180%;">"The health benefits of a vegetarian diet are directly linked to the fact that plant-based foods tend to be rich in dietary fiber, vitamins, minerals and cancer-fighting antioxidants and don’t contain the cholesterol, saturated fat and toxins found in animal flesh."<br /></span></h6><h6 style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" class="uiStreamMessage" ft="{"type":"msg"}"><span style="font-size:180%;">~Jason Baker</span></h6>Brittany Rosehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10046287589129668972noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2910655596059201690.post-23521265430468840522010-09-17T10:52:00.000-07:002010-09-17T10:53:39.590-07:00<h6 style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-family: arial;" class="uiStreamMessage" ft="{"type":"msg"}"><span style="font-size:130%;">"One of the most important resources that a garden makes available for use, is the gardener's own body. A garden gives the body the dignity of working in its own support. It is a way of rejoining the human race." — Wendell Berry</span></h6>Brittany Rosehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10046287589129668972noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2910655596059201690.post-39238657429814489492010-09-14T18:59:00.000-07:002010-09-16T18:06:58.574-07:00Le Jardin d'Automne<div style="text-align: center;">My garden is loving all the rain and sunshine! Here she is a week before Autumn Equinox.<br /><br />Oh how my little seeds have grown!<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lnVNU9uoH6o/TJAstsl-XzI/AAAAAAAAAPw/ACbYahBZLUI/s1600/DSCN0800.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lnVNU9uoH6o/TJAstsl-XzI/AAAAAAAAAPw/ACbYahBZLUI/s400/DSCN0800.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516958707105029938" border="0" /></a><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Lush and beautiful.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lnVNU9uoH6o/TJAsuNBP2rI/AAAAAAAAAP4/Dzyi-FL2fkA/s1600/DSCN0799.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lnVNU9uoH6o/TJAsuNBP2rI/AAAAAAAAAP4/Dzyi-FL2fkA/s400/DSCN0799.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516958715809356466" border="0" /></a><br />Zucchini, kale, and green peppers.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lnVNU9uoH6o/TJAtydjApBI/AAAAAAAAAQA/phtUzbh-bxs/s1600/DSCN0802.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lnVNU9uoH6o/TJAtydjApBI/AAAAAAAAAQA/phtUzbh-bxs/s400/DSCN0802.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516959888477037586" border="0" /></a><br />Dinosaur kale.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lnVNU9uoH6o/TJAtzdW7TvI/AAAAAAAAAQI/fpwd8QTmN4o/s1600/DSCN0806.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lnVNU9uoH6o/TJAtzdW7TvI/AAAAAAAAAQI/fpwd8QTmN4o/s400/DSCN0806.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516959905606225650" border="0" /></a><br />I have A LOT of tomatoes!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lnVNU9uoH6o/TJAvP_TadiI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/43O1JVu6K5I/s1600/DSCN0798.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lnVNU9uoH6o/TJAvP_TadiI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/43O1JVu6K5I/s400/DSCN0798.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516961495266260514" border="0" /></a><br />Here's the big mama.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lnVNU9uoH6o/TJAxosL98ZI/AAAAAAAAAQw/VhHQER8Q-TM/s1600/DSCN0808.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lnVNU9uoH6o/TJAxosL98ZI/AAAAAAAAAQw/VhHQER8Q-TM/s400/DSCN0808.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516964118654742930" border="0" /></a><br />A pretty little zucchini.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lnVNU9uoH6o/TJAwkftrSVI/AAAAAAAAAQo/Zauyn4WkfMs/s1600/DSCN0811.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lnVNU9uoH6o/TJAwkftrSVI/AAAAAAAAAQo/Zauyn4WkfMs/s400/DSCN0811.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516962947075361106" border="0" /></a><br />We let the chickens run loose in the yard for some fresh grass, worms and fresh air.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lnVNU9uoH6o/TJAwju6L6wI/AAAAAAAAAQg/6HXqEBqw9K8/s1600/DSCN0812.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lnVNU9uoH6o/TJAwju6L6wI/AAAAAAAAAQg/6HXqEBqw9K8/s400/DSCN0812.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516962933974493954" border="0" /></a><br />They picked on Leo. He was confused.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lnVNU9uoH6o/TJAvQY_viaI/AAAAAAAAAQY/xXM2EyVEAuA/s1600/DSCN0815.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lnVNU9uoH6o/TJAvQY_viaI/AAAAAAAAAQY/xXM2EyVEAuA/s400/DSCN0815.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516961502163077538" border="0" /></a><br />Pretty Michelangelo and Raphael.<br /><br />I love my autumn garden... and I really love that I barely have to water<br />it because Mother Nature has been doing that for me. She's great.<br /><br /></div>Brittany Rosehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10046287589129668972noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2910655596059201690.post-11366210034200461192010-09-12T16:39:00.000-07:002010-09-12T18:34:26.007-07:00Beauty in All ThingsToday while reading my <span style="font-style: italic;">Yoga Journal</span> I stumbled upon this and thought I should share, as it is too wonderful to not.<br /><br />"In classical Tantric philosophy, the yogi seeks to perceive all things as they really are: a manifestation of the Divine Light of Consciousness. In this process, you learn to go beyond the artificial preferences of your mind and gradually come to see all things as equally beautiful. This sense of wonder, a kind of aesthetic rapture, derives from a profound inner realization of the miracle by which the one Light expresses its innate beauty in an infinity of different ways while never relinquishing its essential nature in any of them.<br /><br />You can cultivate your capacity to see yourself and all of reality in this way by holding the awareness of innate beauty shining through all that you do. As you go about your day, silently repeat to yourself with everything you see, "Beauty is seeing beauty"; with everyone you meet, "Beauty is greeting beauty"; with everything you touch, "Beauty is touching beauty"; and so on. In this way, you will expand your capacity to see all things as beautiful."<br /><br />Embrace beauty, my friends!Brittany Rosehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10046287589129668972noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2910655596059201690.post-52429807569697634122010-05-26T18:45:00.001-07:002010-05-26T19:28:07.079-07:00Hens and VeggiesThe ninja turtles are growing mighty quickly.<br /><br />Here are the babes on a rainy May 21st afternoon:<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lnVNU9uoH6o/S_3QHMFKGEI/AAAAAAAAAOA/o4ta6u1JuqU/s1600/IMG_3167.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lnVNU9uoH6o/S_3QHMFKGEI/AAAAAAAAAOA/o4ta6u1JuqU/s400/IMG_3167.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475761543872911426" border="0" /></a><br /><br />And here they are again on May 26th (Donatello was walking around looking for worms):<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lnVNU9uoH6o/S_3QHqfKNiI/AAAAAAAAAOI/cMeGCDNImuk/s1600/IMG_3198.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lnVNU9uoH6o/S_3QHqfKNiI/AAAAAAAAAOI/cMeGCDNImuk/s400/IMG_3198.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475761552035034658" border="0" /></a><br /><br />This crazy springtime weather is doing lovely things to my garden!<br /><br />These are the broccoli and romaine starts my mama got me for my birthday:<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lnVNU9uoH6o/S_3T4IwLjyI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/Sb15_BkLJq0/s1600/IMG_3189.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lnVNU9uoH6o/S_3T4IwLjyI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/Sb15_BkLJq0/s400/IMG_3189.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475765683328093986" border="0" /></a><br /><br />These are my peas I planted as seeds about a month ago.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lnVNU9uoH6o/S_3T44Ryl7I/AAAAAAAAAOY/YyysE2nJPGc/s1600/IMG_3186.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lnVNU9uoH6o/S_3T44Ryl7I/AAAAAAAAAOY/YyysE2nJPGc/s400/IMG_3186.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475765696085530546" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Voilà! Le jardin. There are many other things planted but they are either teensy weensy or have not yet germinated and come up from the soil.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lnVNU9uoH6o/S_3T5QGfJXI/AAAAAAAAAOg/Dvt5KQG_yto/s1600/IMG_3187.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lnVNU9uoH6o/S_3T5QGfJXI/AAAAAAAAAOg/Dvt5KQG_yto/s400/IMG_3187.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475765702480569714" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Oh yes, and I cannot forget my indoor plantlings.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lnVNU9uoH6o/S_3YOE2dOXI/AAAAAAAAAOw/S9R_EdldTIA/s1600/IMG_3173.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lnVNU9uoH6o/S_3YOE2dOXI/AAAAAAAAAOw/S9R_EdldTIA/s400/IMG_3173.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475770458284308850" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lnVNU9uoH6o/S_3YOhRWLZI/AAAAAAAAAO4/J-MJoX9wGyI/s1600/IMG_3174.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lnVNU9uoH6o/S_3YOhRWLZI/AAAAAAAAAO4/J-MJoX9wGyI/s400/IMG_3174.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475770465913286034" border="0" /></a>Brittany Rosehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10046287589129668972noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2910655596059201690.post-67713966617355691092010-05-02T19:53:00.000-07:002010-05-02T20:05:34.060-07:00Progress<span style="font-size:130%;">April 1<br /></span><div style="text-align: left;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lnVNU9uoH6o/S948ZdWb8_I/AAAAAAAAANw/bickL4SDIts/s1600/IMG_2991.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lnVNU9uoH6o/S948ZdWb8_I/AAAAAAAAANw/bickL4SDIts/s400/IMG_2991.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466873405747491826" border="0" /></a> <br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">April 25</span><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lnVNU9uoH6o/S948aLSOVJI/AAAAAAAAAN4/sYRoCCgN9zE/s1600/IMG_3108.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lnVNU9uoH6o/S948aLSOVJI/AAAAAAAAAN4/sYRoCCgN9zE/s400/IMG_3108.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466873418077852818" border="0" /></a> <span style="text-decoration: underline;"><br /><br /><br /></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:130%;">I'm excited to see what July looks like!</span><br /></div><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /><br /><br /><br /></div>Brittany Rosehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10046287589129668972noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2910655596059201690.post-68462398806393357042010-05-01T20:48:00.000-07:002010-05-02T19:53:07.353-07:00Mon Jardin<span style="font-size:180%;">April 11<br /></span><div style="text-align: center;">Midday.<br />I started edging along the grass with a shovel,<br />and this made me realize how overgrown the area was.<br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lnVNU9uoH6o/S9z3VQ-RXwI/AAAAAAAAAK4/jdh5VdkRH7M/s1600/IMG_3055.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lnVNU9uoH6o/S9z3VQ-RXwI/AAAAAAAAAK4/jdh5VdkRH7M/s320/IMG_3055.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466515992426405634" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Pretty gross.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lnVNU9uoH6o/S9z4edwKIpI/AAAAAAAAALA/yat_skIXX3Q/s1600/IMG_3056.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lnVNU9uoH6o/S9z4edwKIpI/AAAAAAAAALA/yat_skIXX3Q/s320/IMG_3056.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466517249987322514" border="0" /></a><br /><br />The boys began making a much-needed chicken coop from a<br />beer pong table that was given to us from our past neighbors.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lnVNU9uoH6o/S9z59WNbC4I/AAAAAAAAALI/2hkShbqaEXE/s1600/IMG_3059.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lnVNU9uoH6o/S9z59WNbC4I/AAAAAAAAALI/2hkShbqaEXE/s320/IMG_3059.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466518880050154370" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lnVNU9uoH6o/S9z5-cLQKFI/AAAAAAAAALY/2jwQttexuBE/s1600/IMG_3061.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lnVNU9uoH6o/S9z5-cLQKFI/AAAAAAAAALY/2jwQttexuBE/s320/IMG_3061.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466518898831534162" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Et voilà!<br />It's small for now and the cover is so that predators don't get our little gals.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lnVNU9uoH6o/S9z5-7h5OmI/AAAAAAAAALg/8sa6mWXWcFw/s1600/IMG_3064.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lnVNU9uoH6o/S9z5-7h5OmI/AAAAAAAAALg/8sa6mWXWcFw/s320/IMG_3064.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466518907247999586" border="0" /></a><br /><br />The babes love being outside.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lnVNU9uoH6o/S9z5_t_96fI/AAAAAAAAALo/5xxWXguoiIU/s1600/IMG_3057.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lnVNU9uoH6o/S9z5_t_96fI/AAAAAAAAALo/5xxWXguoiIU/s320/IMG_3057.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466518920795908594" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size:180%;">April 12</span><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lnVNU9uoH6o/S94qFhgDQ_I/AAAAAAAAALw/m398P0kf5HQ/s1600/IMG_3068.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lnVNU9uoH6o/S94qFhgDQ_I/AAAAAAAAALw/m398P0kf5HQ/s320/IMG_3068.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466853272054875122" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lnVNU9uoH6o/S94qGj13qSI/AAAAAAAAAL4/U-v4tjxoEGU/s1600/IMG_3071.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lnVNU9uoH6o/S94qGj13qSI/AAAAAAAAAL4/U-v4tjxoEGU/s320/IMG_3071.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466853289863129378" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size:180%;">April 15</span><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lnVNU9uoH6o/S94qxSoNG9I/AAAAAAAAAMA/VQ5xHZsjvug/s1600/IMG_3072.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lnVNU9uoH6o/S94qxSoNG9I/AAAAAAAAAMA/VQ5xHZsjvug/s320/IMG_3072.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466854023976786898" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size:180%;">April 21</span><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Sprouts! 1 week old.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lnVNU9uoH6o/S94rVnwTsRI/AAAAAAAAAMI/ajZnDpE3rSI/s1600/IMG_3080.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lnVNU9uoH6o/S94rVnwTsRI/AAAAAAAAAMI/ajZnDpE3rSI/s320/IMG_3080.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466854648123207954" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size:180%;">April 25</span><br /><div style="text-align: center;">The garden is bordered and the plants from my mama are in the soil,<br />along with some of my seedlings.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lnVNU9uoH6o/S94uDrZeP6I/AAAAAAAAAMw/olsAND8t8ZM/s1600/IMG_3107.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lnVNU9uoH6o/S94uDrZeP6I/AAAAAAAAAMw/olsAND8t8ZM/s320/IMG_3107.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466857638398410658" border="0" /></a><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lnVNU9uoH6o/S94sr8viZDI/AAAAAAAAAMo/p2J8bMIQY6A/s1600/IMG_3108.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lnVNU9uoH6o/S94sr8viZDI/AAAAAAAAAMo/p2J8bMIQY6A/s320/IMG_3108.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466856131225871410" border="0" /></a><br /><br />The chicks are getting big!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lnVNU9uoH6o/S94sqBl2eyI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/dGG0o-D6sjA/s1600/IMG_3093.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lnVNU9uoH6o/S94sqBl2eyI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/dGG0o-D6sjA/s320/IMG_3093.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466856098167683874" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lnVNU9uoH6o/S94sqlXGk5I/AAAAAAAAAMY/mPunkfnG3G4/s1600/IMG_3097.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lnVNU9uoH6o/S94sqlXGk5I/AAAAAAAAAMY/mPunkfnG3G4/s320/IMG_3097.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466856107769500562" border="0" /></a><br /><br />And they love organic baby spring greens.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lnVNU9uoH6o/S94srAcYIlI/AAAAAAAAAMg/v4CGuUbcvgg/s1600/IMG_3104.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lnVNU9uoH6o/S94srAcYIlI/AAAAAAAAAMg/v4CGuUbcvgg/s320/IMG_3104.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466856115039380050" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size:180%;">April 26</span><br /><div style="text-align: center;">8 days old.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lnVNU9uoH6o/S940AGh0f4I/AAAAAAAAAM4/v1WFndTfbl8/s1600/IMG_3111.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lnVNU9uoH6o/S940AGh0f4I/AAAAAAAAAM4/v1WFndTfbl8/s320/IMG_3111.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466864174031470466" border="0" /></a><br /><br />2 weeks old.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lnVNU9uoH6o/S940AtweEDI/AAAAAAAAANA/4QAHrXnvgsU/s1600/IMG_3116.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lnVNU9uoH6o/S940AtweEDI/AAAAAAAAANA/4QAHrXnvgsU/s320/IMG_3116.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466864184561897522" border="0" /></a><br /></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size:180%;">April 29</span><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Beefsteak tomatoes: 2 1/2 weeks and thinned.<br />My kindergartners' milk carton collection provided the containers.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lnVNU9uoH6o/S943TlCsMLI/AAAAAAAAANI/f_v_63gW-nM/s1600/IMG_3121.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lnVNU9uoH6o/S943TlCsMLI/AAAAAAAAANI/f_v_63gW-nM/s320/IMG_3121.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466867807174799538" border="0" /></a><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />Calendula: 11 days old.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lnVNU9uoH6o/S943U6ZSQrI/AAAAAAAAANY/zATqQIjACJQ/s1600/IMG_3125.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lnVNU9uoH6o/S943U6ZSQrI/AAAAAAAAANY/zATqQIjACJQ/s320/IMG_3125.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466867830086582962" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Kale: 11 days old.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lnVNU9uoH6o/S943UlwxoyI/AAAAAAAAANQ/upuv8zEJU_A/s1600/IMG_3124.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lnVNU9uoH6o/S943UlwxoyI/AAAAAAAAANQ/upuv8zEJU_A/s320/IMG_3124.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466867824547963682" border="0" /></a><br /></div></div></div></div></div></div>Brittany Rosehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10046287589129668972noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2910655596059201690.post-40287075048288982542010-04-02T16:46:00.001-07:002010-04-02T17:41:48.276-07:00Chick UpdateThe chicks are doing well, and they're growing quickly! My babes have been living inside for the past week (tomorrow will be one week since we got them) because it's still pretty cold outside, we have not yet built them a coop, and they are itty bitty. My mom told me that as soon as they have feathers they will be ready to be outside. Also, I figure that when they have feathers the weather will be warmer and we will have a coop built. Here are the little buggers... they're already getting taller!<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lnVNU9uoH6o/S7aDiLH96jI/AAAAAAAAAKw/Z6mHV4aZ9PA/s1600/IMG_2989.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lnVNU9uoH6o/S7aDiLH96jI/AAAAAAAAAKw/Z6mHV4aZ9PA/s320/IMG_2989.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455692621730933298" border="0" /></a><br /><br />As I was outside preparing my soil for the garden I let the chicks outside in their fenced-in area.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lnVNU9uoH6o/S7aDgfLOscI/AAAAAAAAAKY/mHvDaoKntNg/s1600/IMG_2996.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lnVNU9uoH6o/S7aDgfLOscI/AAAAAAAAAKY/mHvDaoKntNg/s320/IMG_2996.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455692592753586626" border="0" /></a><br /><br />When I took this photo the sun was shining. As soon as it began raining I ran to the chicks to see how they were doing. The first time they looked like this, all hiding their faces in the straw.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lnVNU9uoH6o/S7aDg9WHVeI/AAAAAAAAAKg/JKCpk5l3v6w/s1600/IMG_2999.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lnVNU9uoH6o/S7aDg9WHVeI/AAAAAAAAAKg/JKCpk5l3v6w/s320/IMG_2999.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455692600852305378" border="0" /></a><br /><br />The second time I went to check on them I could not see one of them! Upon closer inspection I saw three little butts. I picked them up and put them back into their tub. But where was the fourth?! Her orange fuzz matched almost perfectly the color of the straw and for a good few minutes I could not hear or see Raphael anywhere! I freaked out for a bit, put Leo in the house (my loud beagle who was shouting back and forth with the Doberman through the fence), and came back and could hear Raphael screaming for help. I barely spotted her in the straw and back in the tub she went. <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lnVNU9uoH6o/S7aDhu2kENI/AAAAAAAAAKo/Qfq9vJlLF1M/s1600/IMG_3009.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lnVNU9uoH6o/S7aDhu2kENI/AAAAAAAAAKo/Qfq9vJlLF1M/s320/IMG_3009.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455692614141743314" border="0" /></a><br /><br />I decided my chicks were not yet ready to be outside, so I brought them back inside where they were kept warm and protected by their heat lamp. They were content.<br /></div>Brittany Rosehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10046287589129668972noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2910655596059201690.post-17277172868643841262010-04-01T20:10:00.000-07:002010-04-02T14:49:40.558-07:00My GardenSpring break has brought many things, one of which is my organic garden. I have much to accomplish at this point, but a start is a start... and I have begun.<br /><br />Yesterday and the day before I bought the majority of my seeds.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lnVNU9uoH6o/S7Y1SeY6JXI/AAAAAAAAAIo/4P2hbXiX-9s/s1600/IMG_3013.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lnVNU9uoH6o/S7Y1SeY6JXI/AAAAAAAAAIo/4P2hbXiX-9s/s320/IMG_3013.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455606590117389682" border="0" /></a><br />I prepared the tiny beds for my seedlings to live in before they are ready to be outside in the dirt (only some plants desire this method).<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lnVNU9uoH6o/S7Y2-a61VKI/AAAAAAAAAIw/xqAP0p5hT9M/s1600/IMG_2985.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lnVNU9uoH6o/S7Y2-a61VKI/AAAAAAAAAIw/xqAP0p5hT9M/s320/IMG_2985.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455608444611810466" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Upon waking up this morning my garden looked like this:<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lnVNU9uoH6o/S7Vg_0p8BPI/AAAAAAAAAIY/Oe0xoKcRoLU/s1600/IMG_2990.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lnVNU9uoH6o/S7Vg_0p8BPI/AAAAAAAAAIY/Oe0xoKcRoLU/s320/IMG_2990.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455373173211792626" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lnVNU9uoH6o/S7VhXJ4AjLI/AAAAAAAAAIg/zVjos_Gc-0w/s1600/IMG_2991.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lnVNU9uoH6o/S7VhXJ4AjLI/AAAAAAAAAIg/zVjos_Gc-0w/s320/IMG_2991.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455373574044945586" border="0" /></a><br /></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">As I started removing unwanted weeds and things, I stumbled up some big, poky plants.<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lnVNU9uoH6o/S7Zktte_gYI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/qZkiLUSQDQo/s1600/IMG_2995.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lnVNU9uoH6o/S7Zktte_gYI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/qZkiLUSQDQo/s320/IMG_2995.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455658735072412034" border="0" /></a><br /><br />I looked at them and said to myself, "I have no idea what these things are, but I do not want them in my garden". I began to hack away at these funky plants and stopped myself; I had to know what they were. I went inside and typed into the Google search engine: palm tree bush. I had no idea what else to call the plant. The only thing that popped up that somewhat resembled my plant was an agave plant. Agave, the very thing of which I use its nectar to sweeten my teas and treats, and the plant that grows in regions such as Mexico and becomes tequila. I knew this couldn't be right so I called my father, the tree guy, the smart plant man, and the soon-to-be certified arborist. "It's a yucca," he said, "I don't know why people like those things". I didn't like them either, solely because they were taking up my vegetable garden space, so I continued to hack.<br /></div><br />Hours later, with a sore back and wrists, a bruised leg, and a broken shovel, I <span style="font-style: italic;">nearly</span> removed all the yucky yuccas.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lnVNU9uoH6o/S7ZefQIYv_I/AAAAAAAAAJY/9WthSkjRsWI/s1600/IMG_3002.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lnVNU9uoH6o/S7ZefQIYv_I/AAAAAAAAAJY/9WthSkjRsWI/s320/IMG_3002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455651889605033970" border="0" /></a>The reason for my saying <span style="font-style: italic;">nearly</span> is that there was a HUGE root that was immovable... by my truck, two gentlemen, and me, anyways.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">This truck with this rope:<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lnVNU9uoH6o/S7Zegp1L0-I/AAAAAAAAAJo/EaQigBl3GgU/s1600/IMG_3006.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lnVNU9uoH6o/S7Zegp1L0-I/AAAAAAAAAJo/EaQigBl3GgU/s320/IMG_3006.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455651913683686370" border="0" /></a>Pulled out this root:<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lnVNU9uoH6o/S7Zef6lbH8I/AAAAAAAAAJg/Glvqr0ay9YQ/s1600/IMG_3003.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lnVNU9uoH6o/S7Zef6lbH8I/AAAAAAAAAJg/Glvqr0ay9YQ/s320/IMG_3003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455651901001113538" border="0" /></a><br />And the rest was, well... stuck. Upon looking closely one can see that this gigantic yucca root is growing underneath the concrete slab on which the sun room sits.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lnVNU9uoH6o/S7ZgT-A0JqI/AAAAAAAAAKA/BzZ7eDDsn6A/s1600/IMG_3005.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lnVNU9uoH6o/S7ZgT-A0JqI/AAAAAAAAAKA/BzZ7eDDsn6A/s320/IMG_3005.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455653894786131618" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lnVNU9uoH6o/S7Zhfma19HI/AAAAAAAAAKI/w9K7X1kEoD8/s1600/IMG_3004.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lnVNU9uoH6o/S7Zhfma19HI/AAAAAAAAAKI/w9K7X1kEoD8/s320/IMG_3004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455655194122908786" border="0" /></a><br /></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Here we have it... the end of gardening day #1. As soon as the dark clouds came in and the rains began pouring on me I decided my work was done.<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lnVNU9uoH6o/S7ZehuuBW1I/AAAAAAAAAJw/pqtoDM0aSMs/s1600/IMG_3008.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lnVNU9uoH6o/S7ZehuuBW1I/AAAAAAAAAJw/pqtoDM0aSMs/s320/IMG_3008.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455651932175686482" border="0" /></a>I have yet to decide what to do with my pile of yuccas, but it's looking like I will attempt to transplant some of the lively ones (I've read that they are a challenge to transplant, but I shall try). I don't mean to dis on any plants, even if their name sounds much like "yucky"... so I plan to save the majority of the pile I created. But look, now I have a lovely space for my veggies and flowers!<br /></div></div>Brittany Rosehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10046287589129668972noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2910655596059201690.post-62774676541825906692010-03-29T12:58:00.000-07:002010-03-30T17:45:25.903-07:00Our new baby chicks!Spring break is here and I am ready for it! On Saturday morning Chad, Mike (Cabbage) and I sat lazily on the couch and thought about our backyard. I have been wanting chickens for awhile. I grew up with them and every morning I would lift up the hens and take the fresh eggs from under them; the sounds they make and the demeanor about them makes me so happy. We have been eating quite a bit of eggs lately, and I have tons of egg cartons (my plan was to grow small trees to give to people to plant as wedding favors) so we decided it was time that we raise chickens of our own. This way I will know exactly where my eggs come from and I will know what they eat and how they live... happily. Also, I am currently reading <span style="font-style: italic;">Omnivore's Dilemma</span> and this is one such way that I can live off of my land and be a conscious and healthy eater.<br /><br />So here they are! Their names our Leonardo, Michelangelo, Donatello, and Raphael (Chad's 8 year-old love for the TMNT just recently became an obsession again).<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lnVNU9uoH6o/S7EHf-ujmwI/AAAAAAAAAIA/SdixJwVw6mI/s1600/IMG_2968.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lnVNU9uoH6o/S7EHf-ujmwI/AAAAAAAAAIA/SdixJwVw6mI/s320/IMG_2968.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454148869717990146" border="0" /></a><br />My babies love being outside.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lnVNU9uoH6o/S7EJChVZMJI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/QrGzVii-rP8/s1600/IMG_2971.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lnVNU9uoH6o/S7EJChVZMJI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/QrGzVii-rP8/s320/IMG_2971.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454150562634870930" border="0" /></a><br />Here's a close-up of Leonardo.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lnVNU9uoH6o/S7EH5nw5BDI/AAAAAAAAAII/Im0Mn-vXZu8/s1600/IMG_2967.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lnVNU9uoH6o/S7EH5nw5BDI/AAAAAAAAAII/Im0Mn-vXZu8/s320/IMG_2967.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454149310230365234" border="0" /></a><br />Simba, Tilly, and Leo love our new chicks, too.<br /></div></div>Brittany Rosehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10046287589129668972noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2910655596059201690.post-30374010324814906812010-01-03T21:38:00.001-08:002010-01-03T21:43:58.514-08:00Quarter 3 of 4 begins soon...Tomorrow morning starts another day of my grad. school journey...<br /><br />And no one knows where or when we are supposed to be meeting. All we know is that we have homework. This really is frustrating.<br /><br />I just want to do yoga, but I should probably sleep.Brittany Rosehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10046287589129668972noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2910655596059201690.post-36778336713928771842010-01-03T13:33:00.001-08:002010-01-03T17:23:41.111-08:002009 Photo AlbumHello 2010, and welcome!<br /><br />I never thought of myself as the type of person who cares a whole lot about it being a new year... but upon reflecting on my 2009 I am realizing that a lot has happened during the past year and it deserves some recognition. Things are constantly changing, and it is such a beautiful thing. I feel that now is a great time to renew and rejuvenate, but before I do so, I would like to share a slice of my life; here is my 2009.<br /><br /><span style="font-size:180%;">January</span><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lnVNU9uoH6o/S0EOJ-FeswI/AAAAAAAAACU/ve000QgsLlE/s1600-h/IMG_1678.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lnVNU9uoH6o/S0EOJ-FeswI/AAAAAAAAACU/ve000QgsLlE/s320/IMG_1678.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422630990778381058" border="0" /></a>Baby Charlie entered our lives.<br /></div><span style="font-size:180%;">February</span><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">February was, well, February. Our house was party central and Kirsten lived with me then. :)<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lnVNU9uoH6o/S0EPEjDkLpI/AAAAAAAAACc/s22EG_CRiuY/s1600-h/IMG_1704.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lnVNU9uoH6o/S0EPEjDkLpI/AAAAAAAAACc/s22EG_CRiuY/s320/IMG_1704.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422631997134876306" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:180%;">March</span><br /><br />Chad and I celebrated our birthdays together for the third time.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lnVNU9uoH6o/S0EP74PvbVI/AAAAAAAAACk/4KI9-dJW2Sc/s1600-h/IMG_1813.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lnVNU9uoH6o/S0EP74PvbVI/AAAAAAAAACk/4KI9-dJW2Sc/s320/IMG_1813.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422632947715894610" border="0" /></a>Olive Oyl and Popeye.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lnVNU9uoH6o/S0EQYrGOlRI/AAAAAAAAACs/-CsclFMHYmM/s1600-h/IMG_1860.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lnVNU9uoH6o/S0EQYrGOlRI/AAAAAAAAACs/-CsclFMHYmM/s320/IMG_1860.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422633442402538770" border="0" /></a>Last year Chad didn't get his Jesus cake, so this year he got two! Here's the first.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lnVNU9uoH6o/S0EQ6NanmOI/AAAAAAAAAC0/Of-xLhycGHQ/s1600-h/IMG_1896.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lnVNU9uoH6o/S0EQ6NanmOI/AAAAAAAAAC0/Of-xLhycGHQ/s320/IMG_1896.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422634018550552802" border="0" /></a>"I feel like everyone just came over to watch me get drunk." <br />After I took this picture I brought in a pillow and blanket for our bathroom slumber party...<br /> it was special.<br /></div><br /><span style="font-size:180%;">April</span><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lnVNU9uoH6o/S0ERz9k2Q8I/AAAAAAAAAC8/427HckJaNsY/s1600-h/IMG_1898.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lnVNU9uoH6o/S0ERz9k2Q8I/AAAAAAAAAC8/427HckJaNsY/s320/IMG_1898.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422635010730902466" border="0" /></a>The boys got Uncle Ryan's boat fixed up and ready for the Sound.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lnVNU9uoH6o/S0ESVnbeeuI/AAAAAAAAADE/SAdMAYEvb9o/s1600-h/IMG_1924.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lnVNU9uoH6o/S0ESVnbeeuI/AAAAAAAAADE/SAdMAYEvb9o/s320/IMG_1924.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422635588901567202" border="0" /></a>We watched the Mariners kick off the season!<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lnVNU9uoH6o/S0ES9HFAntI/AAAAAAAAADM/yWagh6ZVDNA/s1600-h/IMG_1913.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lnVNU9uoH6o/S0ES9HFAntI/AAAAAAAAADM/yWagh6ZVDNA/s320/IMG_1913.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422636267412168402" border="0" /></a>The Quad on UW campus officially welcomed Spring.<br /><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lnVNU9uoH6o/S0EUYjNkQBI/AAAAAAAAADc/j8zaGRiy3_Q/s1600-h/IMG_1962.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lnVNU9uoH6o/S0EUYjNkQBI/AAAAAAAAADc/j8zaGRiy3_Q/s320/IMG_1962.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422637838332346386" border="0" /></a>We brought the kidlets to the Puyallup Spring Fair.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lnVNU9uoH6o/S0ETxcEA_4I/AAAAAAAAADU/-KLlMnLS_e4/s1600-h/IMG_1979.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lnVNU9uoH6o/S0ETxcEA_4I/AAAAAAAAADU/-KLlMnLS_e4/s320/IMG_1979.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422637166398340994" border="0" /></a>Camping season began!<br /></div><br /><span style="font-size:180%;">May</span><br />All the pets had birthdays this month. Simba turned three on the 4th, the same day that Junior and Leo turned two, and Tilly turned three on the 24th. The boys were spoiled and got to have a birthday party.<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lnVNU9uoH6o/S0EWYF1B3mI/AAAAAAAAADs/T6SbqMPpDz8/s1600-h/birthday+boys"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lnVNU9uoH6o/S0EWYF1B3mI/AAAAAAAAADs/T6SbqMPpDz8/s320/birthday+boys" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422640029468057186" border="0" /></a>Junior and Leo the birthday brothers.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lnVNU9uoH6o/S0EWhfMhC3I/AAAAAAAAAD0/bM6Y3hN5bPg/s1600-h/cake"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lnVNU9uoH6o/S0EWhfMhC3I/AAAAAAAAAD0/bM6Y3hN5bPg/s320/cake" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422640190896278386" border="0" /></a>They loved their birthday cake from Mama/Auntie Steffy.<br /><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lnVNU9uoH6o/S0EVM4p2c0I/AAAAAAAAADk/f_ccVkEyX0s/s1600-h/IMG_2053.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lnVNU9uoH6o/S0EVM4p2c0I/AAAAAAAAADk/f_ccVkEyX0s/s320/IMG_2053.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422638737441321794" border="0" /></a>I went shooting for the first time.<br /></div><br /><span style="font-size:180%;">June</span><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lnVNU9uoH6o/S0EZz052KXI/AAAAAAAAAEU/VLrw8AtMl9g/s1600-h/IMG_2197.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lnVNU9uoH6o/S0EZz052KXI/AAAAAAAAAEU/VLrw8AtMl9g/s320/IMG_2197.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422643804496079218" border="0" /></a>Stefani turned 20, and her birthday camping weekend was amazing!<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lnVNU9uoH6o/S0EX9BB3aHI/AAAAAAAAAD8/wC93l3AfRJQ/s1600-h/IMG_2083.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lnVNU9uoH6o/S0EX9BB3aHI/AAAAAAAAAD8/wC93l3AfRJQ/s320/IMG_2083.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422641763346507890" border="0" /></a>Beer staffs (staves?) became a big hit this month.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lnVNU9uoH6o/S0EYbebGblI/AAAAAAAAAEE/nAr-C9CoUzw/s1600-h/IMG_2284.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lnVNU9uoH6o/S0EYbebGblI/AAAAAAAAAEE/nAr-C9CoUzw/s320/IMG_2284.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422642286633053778" border="0" /></a>Karlie graduated kindergarten!<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lnVNU9uoH6o/S0EY5tf47nI/AAAAAAAAAEM/Z_HqlETCWxs/s1600-h/IMG_2300.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lnVNU9uoH6o/S0EY5tf47nI/AAAAAAAAAEM/Z_HqlETCWxs/s320/IMG_2300.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422642806075747954" border="0" /></a>I graduated from the University of Washington!<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;">... And ten days later I started graduate school at UW. I just cannot seem to keep myself away!<br /></div><br /><span style="font-size:180%;">July</span><br />What happened in July besides homework, homework, and homework? Oh yes, stress happened. And what a better cure then some vin rouge? I decided that I shouldn't leave my cats out, so they got catnip.<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lnVNU9uoH6o/S0Eaz3wrHUI/AAAAAAAAAEc/vNtJYGTwlj0/s1600-h/IMG_2331.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lnVNU9uoH6o/S0Eaz3wrHUI/AAAAAAAAAEc/vNtJYGTwlj0/s320/IMG_2331.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422644904774540610" border="0" /></a>This is what happened from the time I set the bag of catnip on the kitchen counter, walked into my room to put some things away, and came back; a span of about two minutes.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lnVNU9uoH6o/S0Eboprhz6I/AAAAAAAAAEk/aB3LAtKwmcs/s1600-h/IMG_2338.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lnVNU9uoH6o/S0Eboprhz6I/AAAAAAAAAEk/aB3LAtKwmcs/s320/IMG_2338.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422645811527929762" border="0" /></a>Meanwhile, Leo didn't understand why the girls were all so giggly so he decided to lie under the table and recycle plastic and cardboard into chew toys.<br /><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lnVNU9uoH6o/S0EcXs84rRI/AAAAAAAAAEs/QY9irfoUFlY/s1600-h/dad+%26+ben"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lnVNU9uoH6o/S0EcXs84rRI/AAAAAAAAAEs/QY9irfoUFlY/s320/dad+%26+ben" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422646619859889426" border="0" /></a>Baby Ben was born on the 11th, the day before his brother's third birthday.<br />This is Ben and my dad, Benjamin's grandpa.<br /></div><br /><span style="font-size:180%;">August</span><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lnVNU9uoH6o/S0EeRRjTYJI/AAAAAAAAAE0/onQIuSBUs9w/s1600-h/IMG_2366.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lnVNU9uoH6o/S0EeRRjTYJI/AAAAAAAAAE0/onQIuSBUs9w/s320/IMG_2366.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422648708448870546" border="0" /></a>The boys caught a lot of fishies from the river.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lnVNU9uoH6o/S0EesLq6QMI/AAAAAAAAAE8/8ERqKRGaVoo/s1600-h/IMG_2374.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lnVNU9uoH6o/S0EesLq6QMI/AAAAAAAAAE8/8ERqKRGaVoo/s320/IMG_2374.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422649170726633666" border="0" /></a>We moved into our new house.<br /></div><br /><span style="font-size:180%;">September</span><br />I nearly killed myself along with Cabbage, Stefani, and Paul on the way to the Brush Prairie tournament from a little mishap on the freeway. Bald tires+freshly rained on freeway=360s and really scared driver and passengers.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lnVNU9uoH6o/S0EraADDNjI/AAAAAAAAAFE/YdvepLczt5k/s1600-h/IMG_2391.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lnVNU9uoH6o/S0EraADDNjI/AAAAAAAAAFE/YdvepLczt5k/s320/IMG_2391.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422663152020174386" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lnVNU9uoH6o/S0EsJR9Q7SI/AAAAAAAAAFM/ypimGa2qKYg/s1600-h/IMG_2392.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lnVNU9uoH6o/S0EsJR9Q7SI/AAAAAAAAAFM/ypimGa2qKYg/s320/IMG_2392.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422663964281597218" border="0" /></a>It began pouring down rain before our boys played so we made a makeshift tent cover.<br /></div><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lnVNU9uoH6o/S0Eu0FBUaPI/AAAAAAAAAFU/SI8sCWPAiaA/s1600-h/IMG_2471.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lnVNU9uoH6o/S0Eu0FBUaPI/AAAAAAAAAFU/SI8sCWPAiaA/s320/IMG_2471.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422666898566572274" border="0" /></a>Nikki and Joey got married. It was a fun day.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lnVNU9uoH6o/S0EwmUU1exI/AAAAAAAAAFc/LSUpqoBYL8M/s1600-h/IMG_2476.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lnVNU9uoH6o/S0EwmUU1exI/AAAAAAAAAFc/LSUpqoBYL8M/s320/IMG_2476.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422668861180050194" border="0" /></a>Aunt Myrna and Uncle Don told us at the reception,<br />"we want you to take over where we leave off". I adore them.<br /><br /></div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lnVNU9uoH6o/S0EyaSdUCnI/AAAAAAAAAFk/978slgznUWU/s1600-h/IMG_2409.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lnVNU9uoH6o/S0EyaSdUCnI/AAAAAAAAAFk/978slgznUWU/s320/IMG_2409.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422670853543561842" border="0" /></a>The band played a show in the basement of our new home for the housewarming party, and Leo got a lovely bath in the mud room before our friends came over. Cute, right?<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lnVNU9uoH6o/S0Ez4YCF2nI/AAAAAAAAAFs/8M5ziuJ-xF0/s1600-h/IMG_2516.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lnVNU9uoH6o/S0Ez4YCF2nI/AAAAAAAAAFs/8M5ziuJ-xF0/s320/IMG_2516.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422672469947701874" border="0" /></a>Annie invited me to Corvallis, Oregon where she grew up and it was harvest for her parents' vineyard. We picked through the grapes as they were thrown into the big tubs to remove any ladybugs and leaves. It was such a lovely weekend and a great break from life.<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lnVNU9uoH6o/S0E5ePafO1I/AAAAAAAAAF0/33c5yaZVVzs/s1600-h/IMG_2404.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lnVNU9uoH6o/S0E5ePafO1I/AAAAAAAAAF0/33c5yaZVVzs/s320/IMG_2404.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422678618027277138" border="0" /></a>I started student teaching in my kindergarten classroom this month at good ol' Bailey Gatzert Elementary! I love my little bumpkins.<br /></div><br /><span style="font-size:180%;">October</span><br />Thinking back to this month I'm not really sure what went on.<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lnVNU9uoH6o/S0E61OBQ8oI/AAAAAAAAAF8/pD-RzdjPTd0/s1600-h/IMG_2527.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lnVNU9uoH6o/S0E61OBQ8oI/AAAAAAAAAF8/pD-RzdjPTd0/s320/IMG_2527.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422680112301666946" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lnVNU9uoH6o/S0E7MZvLCAI/AAAAAAAAAGE/rJxtzqksc64/s1600-h/IMG_2531.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lnVNU9uoH6o/S0E7MZvLCAI/AAAAAAAAAGE/rJxtzqksc64/s320/IMG_2531.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422680510583998466" border="0" /></a>There was a lot of lounging.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lnVNU9uoH6o/S0E7stSzGjI/AAAAAAAAAGM/FR1Gc0VuhdA/s1600-h/IMG_2554.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lnVNU9uoH6o/S0E7stSzGjI/AAAAAAAAAGM/FR1Gc0VuhdA/s320/IMG_2554.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422681065589512754" border="0" /></a>And then there was Halloween. I was pretty sick at the time of this picture and by the end of the night my voice was nearly gone, and what was there was very manly. My five and six year-olds did a pretty good job of getting me sick these first couple months of the school year.<br /></div><br /><span style="font-size:180%;">November</span><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lnVNU9uoH6o/S0E8k96kj8I/AAAAAAAAAGU/gqFpWzw8UFw/s1600-h/IMG_2622.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lnVNU9uoH6o/S0E8k96kj8I/AAAAAAAAAGU/gqFpWzw8UFw/s320/IMG_2622.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422682032123973570" border="0" /></a>While taking a break from doing homework Tilly stole my yogurt.<br />(Right before this she stole my water).<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lnVNU9uoH6o/S0E9FmqzLuI/AAAAAAAAAGc/-9OKhzzG104/s1600-h/IMG_2632.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lnVNU9uoH6o/S0E9FmqzLuI/AAAAAAAAAGc/-9OKhzzG104/s320/IMG_2632.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422682592819490530" border="0" /></a>There was a lot of lounging around this month, too.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lnVNU9uoH6o/S0E9wm-67vI/AAAAAAAAAGk/fV4bokMSSuI/s1600-h/IMG_2591.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lnVNU9uoH6o/S0E9wm-67vI/AAAAAAAAAGk/fV4bokMSSuI/s320/IMG_2591.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422683331638259442" border="0" /></a>I created this tree and the kindergarteners created the squirrels for "s" week.<br />This was also the day we went on our field trip to the Woodland Park Zoo.<br />It was pouring down rain the entire time, and so much fun!<br /></div><br /><span style="font-size:180%;">December</span><br />I finished up the quarter, we did a gingerbread lesson in kindergarten, and before I knew it it was already time for the holidays!<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lnVNU9uoH6o/S0E-iuYdZfI/AAAAAAAAAGs/Rp9JG1W45oA/s1600-h/IMG_2640.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lnVNU9uoH6o/S0E-iuYdZfI/AAAAAAAAAGs/Rp9JG1W45oA/s320/IMG_2640.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422684192617883122" border="0" /></a>Christmas morning!! I want Benjamin to crawl so I put him on his belly. He's getting there!<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lnVNU9uoH6o/S0E-7wbet3I/AAAAAAAAAG0/gWw5x_NEu68/s1600-h/IMG_2648.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lnVNU9uoH6o/S0E-7wbet3I/AAAAAAAAAG0/gWw5x_NEu68/s320/IMG_2648.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422684622664152946" border="0" /></a>Chad was a good little helper and put the icing on the danishes.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lnVNU9uoH6o/S0E_QpucijI/AAAAAAAAAG8/Qnx316L7Y1o/s1600-h/IMG_2643.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lnVNU9uoH6o/S0E_QpucijI/AAAAAAAAAG8/Qnx316L7Y1o/s320/IMG_2643.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422684981641906738" border="0" /></a>David and Hayden had fun putting together Hayden's workbench.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lnVNU9uoH6o/S0E_ugHanNI/AAAAAAAAAHE/4Di0aijTlSI/s1600-h/IMG_2660.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lnVNU9uoH6o/S0E_ugHanNI/AAAAAAAAAHE/4Di0aijTlSI/s320/IMG_2660.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422685494458358994" border="0" /></a>We got a new bed and it is lovely.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lnVNU9uoH6o/S0FAHiLoiCI/AAAAAAAAAHM/KARhvfKorwY/s1600-h/IMG_2681.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lnVNU9uoH6o/S0FAHiLoiCI/AAAAAAAAAHM/KARhvfKorwY/s320/IMG_2681.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422685924509648930" border="0" /></a>And then it was New Years Eve...</div>Brittany Rosehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10046287589129668972noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2910655596059201690.post-52157736702198887982009-11-03T21:05:00.000-08:002009-11-03T21:08:06.247-08:00Hello Blog!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lnVNU9uoH6o/SvEMAmzL1kI/AAAAAAAAAAU/7yCx_Awbgxs/s1600-h/IMG_2517.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lnVNU9uoH6o/SvEMAmzL1kI/AAAAAAAAAAU/7yCx_Awbgxs/s320/IMG_2517.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400110632748701250" border="0" /></a>Brittany Rosehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10046287589129668972noreply@blogger.com0