tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34831476424742380492024-03-05T11:16:24.463-08:00Crazy love.Jordan Raehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04271287837049729031noreply@blogger.comBlogger59125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3483147642474238049.post-21367065557787540012011-07-14T11:34:00.001-07:002011-07-14T11:34:57.014-07:00i've moved!i have reborn my blogging habbit into another blog, but i'll leave this one up for my own humor.<br />
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<a href="http://www.mytaylordream.blogspot.com/">www.mytaylordream.blogspot.com</a>Jordan Raehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04271287837049729031noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3483147642474238049.post-31707188538563851462011-03-25T06:32:00.000-07:002011-03-25T06:32:05.175-07:00booked.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">After 7 calls to dang Frontier Airlines, we're booked!!!!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">No, it's not the most amazing vacation on an island no one has ever been to, it's just Florida. But it's Florida and NOT Oklahoma :)</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">And this is what we'll be doing::</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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<div style="text-align: center;">Except, minus about 30 years and some clothes, and add bathing suits and fun fruity drinks, and you got it! :)</div><div style="text-align: center;">Still keep the love.</div>Jordan Raehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04271287837049729031noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3483147642474238049.post-29085236055445412092011-03-10T06:27:00.000-08:002011-03-10T06:28:59.180-08:00countdown.<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">1 more day of school for me this week.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">2 days until my friends Jennee and Jonathan get married. </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">4 days until Jamy gets back from St. Thomas. </span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">15 days until Mallory and Jordan get their Evangel booties to OkC</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">30+ days until I graduate hair school. </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">30+2 days until we go on vacation. </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">30+a week until I start my new job!</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">a couple years until we have babies. </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Okay I'm done. </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">But I'm not going to say out loud that Jason and I talked about baby names last night. </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Or maybe it was just me and all he said was "sure" or "i dont care" or "you're not naming our babies".</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">So here's the rest of the week!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">Tuesday: been drinkin a lot of these. Looooove a good iced green tea. </div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Wednesday: I got my scentsy goods in! Man, I love these. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">We got Thunderstorm and Skinny dippin'! Hellooooo Summer!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;"> Thursday: Apparently coffee grounds are good for compost/gardens. I've started my collection. I have hope for our garden.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Friday: You'd be a fool if you didn't believe I'd wear pigtails as soon as I could have them. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_mOaG-Fndshno5mEBMkOfuZZ_2dwb_7ONmg38qW9jReo-sPyodIxpzxGdH17a3Oz_zd2EVlo76bxF6svIBWzA3m-2eeyJ-Bjk2NLd3QOuAOondDkmjGGG6tCgXNnyefIVQrVAhnN8e3M/s1600/IMG_0522.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_mOaG-Fndshno5mEBMkOfuZZ_2dwb_7ONmg38qW9jReo-sPyodIxpzxGdH17a3Oz_zd2EVlo76bxF6svIBWzA3m-2eeyJ-Bjk2NLd3QOuAOondDkmjGGG6tCgXNnyefIVQrVAhnN8e3M/s320/IMG_0522.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmXWS7icfeSIsjK9YaRVw6SfXkzzDO4TKoyr3V2fUU5sJhVuXXC1A6EzpvuGSM2mdLDAZ4OcezOJqPsMQFVMO964nYdhnSV20aFv8LeWanHQtVQ6ITIvKW66bV9oLovLpcTwwaO9q-Org/s1600/IMG_0509.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmXWS7icfeSIsjK9YaRVw6SfXkzzDO4TKoyr3V2fUU5sJhVuXXC1A6EzpvuGSM2mdLDAZ4OcezOJqPsMQFVMO964nYdhnSV20aFv8LeWanHQtVQ6ITIvKW66bV9oLovLpcTwwaO9q-Org/s320/IMG_0509.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Saturday: We went to Winter Jam and saw the end of David Crowder (my favorite) and a lot of Michael Tait (silly head).</div><div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;"> Sunday: After shaving Jason's head, I found a special note in a book I ordered off of amazon! How cool is that!?</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">Monday: You best know I got this coffee bean cupcake. Get ready Jennee's bridal shower, we're gettin our fill of cupcakes and icing!</div>Jordan Raehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04271287837049729031noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3483147642474238049.post-3494378728721470602011-02-25T06:32:00.001-08:002011-02-25T06:35:41.354-08:00Hey Friday Morning<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://s642.photobucket.com/albums/uu143/isthisreallife/?action=view&current=mrn3.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i642.photobucket.com/albums/uu143/isthisreallife/mrn3.jpg" /></a></div><img border="0" height="0" src="http://c.gigcount.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bHQ9MTI5ODY*NDMxMTE2MiZwdD*xMjk4NjQ*MzMzMzQzJnA9Mzg2MzYxJmQ9Jm49YmxvZ2dlciZnPTEmbz*3NzY1NDUzNDg5MzE*/Mzg5OTAxMzBjOGNhZTM5NjlkZiZvZj*w.gif" style="height: 0px; visibility: hidden; width: 0px;" width="0" /><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">I am so in love with this outfit. </div><div style="text-align: center;">I know that half of you and my entire family will think I'm crazy, but seriously, if I could wear this outfit right down to the messy top knot, I would feel 100% myself. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">That's all that counts, right?! :)</div><div style="text-align: center;">At least I don't like this:</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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<div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://isthisreallife2.blogspot.com/">(via)</a></div>Jordan Raehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04271287837049729031noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3483147642474238049.post-67267666389725718002011-02-22T14:12:00.000-08:002011-02-22T14:12:04.969-08:00Project 365<div style="text-align: center;">I will never be good at doing the same thing everyday. </div><div style="text-align: center;">Nothing I have is routine. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">I don't shower every morning (I probably shouldn't have started off this blog with this statement)</div><div style="text-align: center;">I eat something different for breakfast... if I eat breakfast</div><div style="text-align: center;">I don't have the same nighttime washing face routine. Every night is different. </div><div style="text-align: center;">And I don't even have kids yet!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">So how on earth does anyone expect me to remember to take a picture of something cool I did that day?! How am I supposed to remember to even DO something cool everyday?!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Soooo with this intro, here are some pictures of my life, the days that I have actually remembered to do this project. </div><br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjgka7HKRjZDTFFKYIqqcy4AwPJh_3NaXbWcQQO_CskDzUKIEQ9hFUZfRDTsT6X9O10SAn_ASkHTxCeLIxj2WyEGZWdHfU8N_lGMr4X2CLq1kp5VzccJaeIpuHYjxnMAmSW7fkigfVNmI/s1600/IMG_0457.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjgka7HKRjZDTFFKYIqqcy4AwPJh_3NaXbWcQQO_CskDzUKIEQ9hFUZfRDTsT6X9O10SAn_ASkHTxCeLIxj2WyEGZWdHfU8N_lGMr4X2CLq1kp5VzccJaeIpuHYjxnMAmSW7fkigfVNmI/s320/IMG_0457.JPG" width="240" /></a> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I went out to find the best sand-esque color for our bedroom....... only to keep the dark blueish-gray that we have and trade in our bedspread for a giant white down comforter and used an unused curtain for a new contrasting headboard (pictures to come....maybe) </div><br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1sK_dCYN9HbEfQawQfF8p4lWoXqpI-FhxDC9kTcrIesfmnaV79TGX3bFHtOtSKMygZQE4P5qYFVfYqJTxOuFvjJ5KvH60gMUzlG-Vy7xJkmjuNWzPIY6ldfCF7SUP-XpjDhF7IlU6oXU/s1600/IMG_0463.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1sK_dCYN9HbEfQawQfF8p4lWoXqpI-FhxDC9kTcrIesfmnaV79TGX3bFHtOtSKMygZQE4P5qYFVfYqJTxOuFvjJ5KvH60gMUzlG-Vy7xJkmjuNWzPIY6ldfCF7SUP-XpjDhF7IlU6oXU/s320/IMG_0463.JPG" width="320" /></a> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Just made our version of a <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4czMAhbpuwPTCMi-o3diEfQd8OWOQhTmmrY9kkXUOYwMEdiMgGCAxJXHQVlbdP1ksLKOzM8YG1815o2MzRiyZW4NqZEuf_l68x7APWsIKB-QiEhBzMOLlS-tJJwOx3P69HqRXG_7xCA/s1600-h/bjs_08.jpg">pizookie</a> on a snow day. Goodness, that thing is so chocolatey..... </div><br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg43G_z4ofp6VBUQa7YUFt_VOjip0psPm1GsIiem65ba2hnyDZ-teBA2ttVh2P7XBdSiSCyOylVrK_77njFOhQwBuSFB3T7tqu5HC4JFnsuhn_zdf_AaIq6DnSqA9jsxbpsyKiGB4XAXwc/s1600/IMG_0466.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg43G_z4ofp6VBUQa7YUFt_VOjip0psPm1GsIiem65ba2hnyDZ-teBA2ttVh2P7XBdSiSCyOylVrK_77njFOhQwBuSFB3T7tqu5HC4JFnsuhn_zdf_AaIq6DnSqA9jsxbpsyKiGB4XAXwc/s320/IMG_0466.JPG" width="320" /></a> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Oh just my good ole community group playing Just Dance!!! It might possibly be the best group game ever. It helps when you're sweating after one game to have another dance group ready and waiting.... :)</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">My family came to town! I apologize for my sleepy eyes but not for us all wearing hoodies. It was early and we were enjoying Panera. This is our life.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div>Jordan Raehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04271287837049729031noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3483147642474238049.post-75738729739795018392011-02-17T18:58:00.000-08:002011-02-17T18:58:38.024-08:00things I love today.<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">No pictures, today. Sorry.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Seriously. these are all things I love just from today.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br />
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</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Waking up in a fantastic mood</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Knowing my family will be here in a day</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Feeling pretty</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Hearing good old(ER) songs (thanks, Chicago, for playing on the radio)</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Finding out that I know all of my clients for the day!</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Going on a run in the most beautiful day this week with my husband!! </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">(this might be my favorite thing)</span></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br />
</span></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Getting SNICKERDOODLE frozen yogurt (yeah, dad.... snickerdoodle)</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Loungin in the hot tub after watching a good episode of Glee</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Oh, just a day in the life. </span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br />
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</i></div>Jordan Raehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04271287837049729031noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3483147642474238049.post-14969861216568563732011-02-07T13:30:00.000-08:002011-02-07T13:31:53.945-08:00my spot<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6NRxwgJqBV9vudu67k014cCqaiGHKcW3zCz8KvaHZm4XvuwTHAIsO1-eark-TqNv9w7-SRdmkAzAVO06iiUc6MwWzm2POcJyw9DXtSMlNcUKSukk9j4jCyKeWk_coeZiZFulVip3UBV4/s1600/Photo+17.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6NRxwgJqBV9vudu67k014cCqaiGHKcW3zCz8KvaHZm4XvuwTHAIsO1-eark-TqNv9w7-SRdmkAzAVO06iiUc6MwWzm2POcJyw9DXtSMlNcUKSukk9j4jCyKeWk_coeZiZFulVip3UBV4/s320/Photo+17.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br />
This is my new favorite place to sit in our house.<br />
Who cares? Probably no one, but finally becoming content with your own house is a huge accomplishment of mine.<br />
I think I completely wear my husband out from my "ideas" and "sudden inspirations" to decorate and then re-decorate. Finding a spot where you can <s>think of what else to do with your house</s> read magazines and clip coupons is like doing yoga all day long! I have a "spot"... just like my mom has one: At the desk in our kitchen that is always (organizingly) cluttered with papers, her schedule and laptop and cell phone. I swear... this spot for her will never change.<br />
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Ross/TJ Maxx/ Marshalls HomeGoods (if we had one!!!) is my absolute FAVORITE place to get things! It might be the end of my spending history because everything is so cheap but I can't resist myself!<br />
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If this post isn't the ending reflection of a great day! Starting it off with devotions, a work out, seeing some great people at church, gettin a mani! (thanks hubster), Spicy Pickle, and home decor! Can I get a yoyoyoyoyoyoy?!<br />
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** If you didn't get the "yoys" ... its from little rascals. Get with it.Jordan Raehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04271287837049729031noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3483147642474238049.post-58266458127296187462011-02-03T12:22:00.000-08:002011-02-03T12:24:37.616-08:00Failing at this 365 project + Snow<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">There are a few things I've learned from having 3 snowdays after a weekend:</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Snowdays are just the absolute best when you're married. Honestly... being married + snowdays = the most romantic, laid back time together</span><br />
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</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">My husband (I almost said "husbands" but then this statement might be false... I dunno, you tell me) will stay outside 10+ hours no matter the wind chill to finish his first igloo. Okay... maybe not ten, but close to it. </span><br />
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</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">It's absolutely okay to not get chores done during snowdays.</span><br />
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</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Oklahoma only has 4 snow plows so one snow day in Kansas = a week of snow days here. (Just another reason that Kansas (CITY) is better... much better... than Oklahoma.... :))</span><br />
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</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">***Okay I really do love where I live, I just am proud of where I grew up, okay?!</span><br />
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</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">There are not many good TV shows on during the day time</span><br />
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</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Beating the New Super Mario Bros. can almost kill a marriage</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><b>Some pictures of the past couple weeks</b> </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">(I'm still really bad at doing this whole picture-a-day thing....)</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6qXWOJ1C20TvdcuUmp1VCtrNXNNbThBuPzT-yGyqkrm9joj4LcAc1fteYUduMihkAEkseA_bE2oKMdulnepKerw7uehMStiDL8RfnImJ73Qx0EgVeBXF2OIqC5GBjDHfyzeO5_zgCIec/s1600/IMG_0408.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6qXWOJ1C20TvdcuUmp1VCtrNXNNbThBuPzT-yGyqkrm9joj4LcAc1fteYUduMihkAEkseA_bE2oKMdulnepKerw7uehMStiDL8RfnImJ73Qx0EgVeBXF2OIqC5GBjDHfyzeO5_zgCIec/s320/IMG_0408.JPG" width="240" /></a> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Found a new chinese/sushi fix for cheap! Thanks Nhinja!</span></div><br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjeRTkxtyrnDoheU90_KNT85y_q7HomrT-Ys69FNqkTxeRvHYvyO45zi5X5lAgD1h6clAYxPL1JYM6rQLPtKqvoPte9grNZHAnY_rFxPSnqS9vDVE4YV9o_u_TjPy5D8f0BxDmxnBJkXfE/s1600/IMG_0413.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjeRTkxtyrnDoheU90_KNT85y_q7HomrT-Ys69FNqkTxeRvHYvyO45zi5X5lAgD1h6clAYxPL1JYM6rQLPtKqvoPte9grNZHAnY_rFxPSnqS9vDVE4YV9o_u_TjPy5D8f0BxDmxnBJkXfE/s320/IMG_0413.JPG" width="320" /></a> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Oh this fake snow is FINALLY coming off... only to have real snow there the next week.</div><br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMqKN2NsDmEmu8SK2CRrC5hXk7P1RkvbKAXg7gzJ0giLBMGdB7jrxiw1r7WOaAmYpILniNmmBFv6aZo5vxhoHYzsPEPTSk3-LFfjMvCHlmZzJ-QhWyGiIuZaxqinN7A9qiG7Hls4NoxW4/s1600/IMG_0417.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMqKN2NsDmEmu8SK2CRrC5hXk7P1RkvbKAXg7gzJ0giLBMGdB7jrxiw1r7WOaAmYpILniNmmBFv6aZo5vxhoHYzsPEPTSk3-LFfjMvCHlmZzJ-QhWyGiIuZaxqinN7A9qiG7Hls4NoxW4/s320/IMG_0417.JPG" width="320" /></a> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">We got our first massage!! This was after :)</div><br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8NtAON_cu-Nt06vhG0ElO_6vLKw5EjVo_MZW9fEqeb27DSPCCIzBmrlZrherdgbSFR_xN6sVWX20M9OT0EK4JD89CGVUqogozbc2jy-qKihg5kk1xVL4cTEmDuvYNzIOEwxRQ27Oy5dE/s1600/IMG_0420.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8NtAON_cu-Nt06vhG0ElO_6vLKw5EjVo_MZW9fEqeb27DSPCCIzBmrlZrherdgbSFR_xN6sVWX20M9OT0EK4JD89CGVUqogozbc2jy-qKihg5kk1xVL4cTEmDuvYNzIOEwxRQ27Oy5dE/s320/IMG_0420.JPG" width="240" /></a> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I am addicted to my espresso machine. MMmmmmm</div><br />
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</div>Jordan Raehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04271287837049729031noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3483147642474238049.post-33517773820240852872011-01-29T06:42:00.000-08:002011-01-29T06:47:47.301-08:00Whats in your tweenhood?<div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;">If I could make a playlist of all favorite tweenhood songs, it would include:</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;">Mya- Miracles Happen (from <i>Princess Diaries)</i></div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"><i><br />
</i></div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;">Joanna Paciti- Watch Me Shine (From <i>Legally Blonde</i>... Yes I know every song on that soundtrack)</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;">Mandy Moore- Crush</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;">Christina Aguilera- Come On Over</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;">JoJo- Leave (Get Out)</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"></div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;">98Degrees- Give Me Just One Night <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PYb2IdrN-ns&feature=related">(Una Noche)</a></div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">And I think it's a given that NSync and Backstreet Boys and Britney Spears and Jessica Simpson can't make it on this list because I have every CD already :)</div>Jordan Raehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04271287837049729031noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3483147642474238049.post-37013024222849882612011-01-23T15:10:00.000-08:002011-01-23T15:13:23.055-08:00Jason vs. Jordan<div style="text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizsME0yd8BzQifsAGdM8xvdYqUx_QDoICPNK-gwqoqAoopsDlggS4efb_ASaN1pxv7dV2Qv3Z6tpexlnfJ0sX3ZqOikSUvUbtpKLGl1rQ7Varu021k4TLnYiQ4b-isaxRnGGth0glQLbo/s1600/Photo+15.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizsME0yd8BzQifsAGdM8xvdYqUx_QDoICPNK-gwqoqAoopsDlggS4efb_ASaN1pxv7dV2Qv3Z6tpexlnfJ0sX3ZqOikSUvUbtpKLGl1rQ7Varu021k4TLnYiQ4b-isaxRnGGth0glQLbo/s320/Photo+15.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>Dialog between a certain husband and wife:::</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>Wife opens the door to the fridge and realizes there is only one piece of her yummy cookie cake left.</i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Wife:: Someone had some cake yesterday huh?!</div><div style="text-align: center;">Husband:: YEAH I DID!! </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>Wife opens the freezer to find some ice cream. </i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Wife:: Where's the ice cream?!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>Husband smiles and turns his head to the side in a look-how-cute-I-am way.</i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><br />
</i></div><div style="text-align: center;">Wife:: Are you serious?!?! Ughhhh....</div><div style="text-align: center;">Husband:: AND... I put whipped cream and caramel sauce on it!!</div><div style="text-align: center;">Wife:: (no response)</div><div style="text-align: center;">Husband:: I am AWESOME!!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><br />
</i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>After sitting down to indulge in my amazing triple chocolate cookie cake, <s>I </s> the Wife looks up and asks <s>my</s> her sweet husband to get her a glass of milk. </i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><br />
</i></div><div style="text-align: center;">Husband:: Ohhhhhhhh I drank all that too! (Laughs hysterically rolling on the floor)</div><div style="text-align: center;">Wife:: (seriously) Go to Homeland and get me some milk.</div><div style="text-align: center;">Husband:: No!! You're the one who's supposed to keep the fridge stocked!! I've cleaned all weekend!!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">... end <s>of his life</s>. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><br />
</i></div>Jordan Raehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04271287837049729031noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3483147642474238049.post-64831856819579481812011-01-20T06:58:00.000-08:002011-01-20T06:58:43.914-08:00things kids say<div style="text-align: center;">No I don't have children.</div><div style="text-align: center;">Yet.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">BUT, one of my favorite old shows (and I mean OOOOLD) was "Kids say the darndest things". The bill cosby version, might I add. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">And apparently Heidi Klum is going to host a similar show???</div><div style="text-align: center;">We'll see how that goes. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Anyways, I just heard some funny kid stories and want to share them. If you have some of your own kids, PLEASE share! I just love how creative or literal kids can be!</div><div style="text-align: center;">...</div><br />
<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: x-small;">After putting her children to bed, a mother changed into old slacks and a droopy blouse and proceeded to wash her hair. As she heard the children getting more and more rambunctious, her patience grew thin.</span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"> At last she threw a towel around her head and stormed into their room, putting them back to bed with stern warnings.</span></div></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"> As she left the room, she heard her three-year-old say with a trembling voice, "Who was that?"</span></div></span><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">and <a href="http://mommydaddyblog.com/2008/01/15/mommy/">this</a> picture from the MommyDaddy blog...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">oh I'm dying already. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">This is what I do on snow days. Oh and I have microwavable socks on. </div><div style="text-align: center;">Beat it.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div>Jordan Raehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04271287837049729031noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3483147642474238049.post-17235768008147220392011-01-16T14:35:00.000-08:002011-01-16T14:35:18.840-08:00Don't judge me...<div style="text-align: center;">I REALLY need to get my act together with this whole taking a picture everyday thing! I am so bad at it! But <b>shocker</b>.... my life really isn't cool enough to take a picture of everyday! I know I seem so fabulous but really..... I'm not. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">Here's all I have to show since my last picture post. </div></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdK9k57QsDaPWOuGGO9kO7VA_mxpQ96Xajnbcdvs3GysvinaN_2M4FbE5CntXyVlVIDsKseFU2oECH4clq2BgPEFVDNQHlI5XR2AaO2DTwT854w62GYC58UXBXcfGlcsDnKvgDtVKUHuM/s1600/IMG_0374.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdK9k57QsDaPWOuGGO9kO7VA_mxpQ96Xajnbcdvs3GysvinaN_2M4FbE5CntXyVlVIDsKseFU2oECH4clq2BgPEFVDNQHlI5XR2AaO2DTwT854w62GYC58UXBXcfGlcsDnKvgDtVKUHuM/s320/IMG_0374.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><br />
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</div><div>and we got cat #2. Welcome Zoe! </div><div><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">Let me just explain. Cats are better in pairs. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Leo was being a punk and couldn't control his playful biting mode soooooo Zoe is here to save the day and she's dang gorgeous and feels like a chinchilla.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">So quit judging me! I'm sure you've eaten pizza or a cookie when you weren't supposed to either!!!!</div>Jordan Raehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04271287837049729031noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3483147642474238049.post-17553038324593805302011-01-14T06:58:00.000-08:002011-01-16T14:36:04.255-08:00we are His portion<div style="text-align: center;">and He is our pride. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Do something great for someone today.</div><div style="text-align: center;">Don't screw up being who you are. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Love something intensely today. </div><div style="text-align: center;">Don't overlook <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">anyone</span>. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRLO_xrBvlRDMdX0jfVtK8mSfTIgO-7R5FZ2G9h0YAYIOhhPyddOIEzHP-E2UK1WvVO2Z72j87ykNXpSIvyeJKwkgvHylU-my8maYdo7o_XQS2s_8osCbDVsMx_aaMGfrjCfztVUUA-tI/s1600/Snow-Clad-Trees-thumb.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRLO_xrBvlRDMdX0jfVtK8mSfTIgO-7R5FZ2G9h0YAYIOhhPyddOIEzHP-E2UK1WvVO2Z72j87ykNXpSIvyeJKwkgvHylU-my8maYdo7o_XQS2s_8osCbDVsMx_aaMGfrjCfztVUUA-tI/s320/Snow-Clad-Trees-thumb.jpg" width="230" /></a></div>Jordan Raehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04271287837049729031noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3483147642474238049.post-15886474503659885002011-01-13T18:30:00.000-08:002011-01-16T14:36:31.934-08:00It's time to be real.<div style="text-align: center;">I don't mean to be dramatic, but it's time to stop with justification.</div><div style="text-align: center;">Stop being a pansy. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">I love Jesus and nothing will change that.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;">He deserves more than I give Him credit for. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9uULnXLhOtlFjhA8Mz16HumRl1g7hfiCfKLGAegjm0FGShO4qjqP2-UAVTMjg_7NAcJ5zKlvKv7BSRlE_j4iMBGuLz2IkkuBVsu2ehPuwV-htISeRNvURq9MF9Af_Jj3FfNPj-7inmQk/s1600/Breeze_by_larafairie.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9uULnXLhOtlFjhA8Mz16HumRl1g7hfiCfKLGAegjm0FGShO4qjqP2-UAVTMjg_7NAcJ5zKlvKv7BSRlE_j4iMBGuLz2IkkuBVsu2ehPuwV-htISeRNvURq9MF9Af_Jj3FfNPj-7inmQk/s320/Breeze_by_larafairie.jpg" width="306" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div>Jordan Raehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04271287837049729031noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3483147642474238049.post-44619798756699318272011-01-09T15:47:00.000-08:002011-01-16T14:37:36.248-08:00Jesus and lattes.<div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSrUBpMBELxvrx_1UxUdBt_dFnTCObXQd2uXlMvB5ilm90-MHZHXa7Sujq0jS-fsvscp_F12aQUCTXo_kdUwPIzy19bh1uYXk6xc5EUAxCo_bYOxb9pPhcs8sJZuSIMHFSx1aKVjCyFG4/s1600/IMG_0333.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSrUBpMBELxvrx_1UxUdBt_dFnTCObXQd2uXlMvB5ilm90-MHZHXa7Sujq0jS-fsvscp_F12aQUCTXo_kdUwPIzy19bh1uYXk6xc5EUAxCo_bYOxb9pPhcs8sJZuSIMHFSx1aKVjCyFG4/s320/IMG_0333.JPG" width="240" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgoWWu9iYm4LjUr_sh3GIWOHyiU-kofDlfUbUSwRppyvVgIg_7H8AkWzh6qmrx7RQkd1pJQGWJDo1hSP08DNLmn8C8VmzX86MGNNjk5B60OpTAq8jmFQ81SMikG73j11Tk3VGFSE51qcmA/s1600/IMG_0371.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"></a> January 3. Made my first latte!!!!</div><br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5XX_cNOKQew-lWcqMGHRhMAgRVL164lpxj-IGuzycJMM2LMl0cl0Qj3q7EYg9ff2bXE89nzLn0NDxW4llLjlZl1TBr2YN0_F419aWd5L7rZj7f858c4f9pXqW350Y_h-j7e4FjH8dmP8/s1600/DSC_0244.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5XX_cNOKQew-lWcqMGHRhMAgRVL164lpxj-IGuzycJMM2LMl0cl0Qj3q7EYg9ff2bXE89nzLn0NDxW4llLjlZl1TBr2YN0_F419aWd5L7rZj7f858c4f9pXqW350Y_h-j7e4FjH8dmP8/s320/DSC_0244.JPG" width="214" /></a> January 4. Hey hey, look who's a brunette!... (Still weird to me)</div><br />
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<img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhv86BFAiYBo91ySrF0AZdY4Sg4aRMjVjsdrBbceGCx9_1OPxDY9J4NO23RB5dDD42kfOjV5ODnYfT3R7KewOAeQ_dvmB8Vj1bojhCBwLcqvGV82vIWWuvoOTJEp5joPbSxL3JXnhJVUrc/s320/IMG_0368.JPG" width="320" /></a> January 8. Cut Jennee's Hair off and become a bridesmaid!!!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">You heard right! Ol' Mexican's getting married in two months and Jason and I get to join them in their big day!! Whoohoo!!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I wanted to pee my pants right there on the salon floor. She is going to be a gorgeous bride no doubt and I cannot wait to see this wedding. It's going to be very unique and so them, which, in my opinion, is the best recipe for a wedding! </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I hope everyone's 2011 is going well so far and that resolutions are being kept. Mine definitely are. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">HA!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Okay so even though my resolutions haven't been 100% so far, I am still having a great year! Learning more about God and making lattes! Can't go wrong with that combo, right?!</div>Jordan Raehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04271287837049729031noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3483147642474238049.post-39909736349103958922011-01-02T19:59:00.000-08:002011-01-02T19:59:14.279-08:00Looking back, moving on.<div style="text-align: center;">Sometimes, a break is good. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><b>But not in 2011!</b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><br />
</b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b>Let's recap 2010....</b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><br />
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</b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b>I got my first real Oklahoma address (by my lonesome!)</b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b>I got stuck in (one of the many) blizzards</b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b>Greyson was born (our super cute nephew!)</b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b>Jason and I got married (hello.... maybe the best part?!?!)</b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b>I went on my first cruise</b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b>We purchased our first house</b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b>I became addicted to house decor.</b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b>We got our first kitty!</b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b>Jason got a job at Chesapeake and I got into hair school!</b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b>Not to mention all the people we've met along the way. </b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><br />
</b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b>I am so so blessed!!</b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b>2011.... can you beat twentyten?!</b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><br />
</b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b>My BLOGGING goal for this year is to be more creative and take a picture everyday. </b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b>Now I know no one wants to see 365 pictures of my life, but that's okay. This blog started out for me and if my mom is the only one who enjoys them, so be it :)</b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><br />
</b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b>P.S. </b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b>Hello brown hair on Tuesday :)</b></div>Jordan Raehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04271287837049729031noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3483147642474238049.post-75097562804491273882010-12-10T19:17:00.001-08:002010-12-10T19:38:20.743-08:00Who loves me?Okay.... <br />
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</div><div>#1. I am disappointed. </div><div>Why? </div><div>Because the cute Boots video got no comments! It's only one of THE cutest Christmas commercials out there! Yeah I know it came out last year, but does that little girl screaming in the middle ever get old?!</div><div><br />
</div><div>#2. I apologize. As far as an apology can get me. I know all of you are so broken hearted I haven't updated (mom)... but sometimes.... things get in the way.</div><div>SicknessSchoolTestsHusbandCleaningLaundryLeoChristmaspartiesCooking</div><div><br />
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</div><div>#3. Exciting things coming soon!</div>Jordan Raehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04271287837049729031noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3483147642474238049.post-51624666274110462782010-11-24T10:40:00.000-08:002010-11-24T10:40:45.354-08:00Gap - How Cute Are These Boots?<iframe width="425" height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/Y0fr7a_8ToQ?fs=1" frameborder="0"></iframe>Jordan Raehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04271287837049729031noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3483147642474238049.post-63115718270428302252010-11-22T11:23:00.000-08:002010-11-22T11:39:17.223-08:00Sorry Santa<div style="text-align: center;">Can I just say I haven't been this excited since my wedding?! Okay okay. Maybe I'm not <i>that</i> excited. But definitely half. Yes. Half excited.</div><div style="text-align: center;">It's THANKSGIVING WEEK!! I know I know.... I posted all about Christmas last time... but that's because it's so silly to put all the beautiful decor up for just a month! Heck, it gets cold, it's going up! So, putting christmas aside for the week (sorry Santa)... it's the week of turkey, family and football!!!!!!!!!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">I have a few goals for this week. First, to try EVERYTHING. I've never had stuffing. Mostly because I don't really know whats inside and that scares me. Sometimes, I am still like a little kid that examines EVERYTHING thats going in my mouth. I don't want to accidently eat that darn onion or pickle!!!! Secondly... I'm going to balance out eating and exercising. Yeah right? Seriously. (okay probably exercising might include walking around the plaza, but hey.... its hard stuff).</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">So in honor of Thanksgiving..... my chalk board wall:</div><img style="text-align: center;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWRQ-vpWIgRlmI-nBT4fhs_19c_QfkBanGkOwuiWX71RCFgPDyMVhGjWdW3lZVdCj7obrJZHG-1__Hzsi2hCN87buHiESc1eZxGzxu-N2zMLQLgJqMVy_AJhWrCRYMK6tK84LqlP0s0sg/s400/IMG_0222.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542459812943758722" /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">What? There's only a few things written on there? Oh and they're all in my handwriting and none from my husband?</div><div style="text-align: center;">Okay FINE! Maybe I just now made it... I'm a little behind, but I'll keep it up through Christmas deal?! Yeah that means I just drew it, took a picture and put it on my blog. I've been a little busy! *note...messy kitchen.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">On to further news, I can now put my hair in a mini ponytail. </div><div style="text-align: center;">Would you like to see?</div><div style="text-align: center;">Okay!</div><div> </div><div><img style="text-align: center;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 318px; height: 400px; " src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkExWLC7M7g0tl7ZKNBc7l6gOx57J_cnam37MHc1qA9PptzdCgwgUdorPJc0odRUb1Nqq8x7KQT6Ylvw2eZ4EYrzcRSriEikB-iWDP70v3tfZs1O4GYYbzr99gAo-dhh6_6CAq9hu61W4/s400/IMG_0189.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542460556156863538" /></div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b>I am thankful for bobby pins and hairspray.</b></div>Jordan Raehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04271287837049729031noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3483147642474238049.post-7706154940067011282010-11-17T19:11:00.000-08:002010-11-17T20:10:46.995-08:00Dear blog, I've missed you.<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Sometimes... you just get busy. And you just forget to post a status... or reply to a text... or, </div><div style="text-align: center;">well, blog.</div><div style="text-align: center;">So I apologize.</div><div style="text-align: center;">Sorry little bloggy blogg blog.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Annnnyways, so this is Christmas.</div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjl7P7ssYsvZHl7CKTGcAC60mole-0R8F5aG4cbm6lEAAfEKXtNEHCCQVjcvW1XGepgym830CVIbxO0R2IlQ-uehn4K-mvBkLWmQ-XsYH_FAfaybxBSuIQ3LjhVEygx595fSxA7KgqhAOc/s400/DSC_0173.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540724827215265138" />its snoooowwwwing in the Taylor home!</div></div><div>but seriously... we cannot wait for the first snow. Tonight, we were driving to church and the sky was dark, but very cloudy like when it snows. You know that look? It looks just so comfy up there?!</div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTFRtkCjtzZA9XXMIggMjaszTnPfGam54EIDEm5ESYNle7nfofiF3XYIFYgHL9_KJTes8ROMk3i-XX9rsOCh8Cp77XqhyzYW809gSBQCehMaGNICAtecYYAIh1dKMzi1JZFVzf2oJ4NX0/s400/DSC_0174.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540731869563722514" /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div>oh, hey centerpiece.</div><div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhI7T2YmMq7h476_CZM4VheCqaP7zal4LDsUGi1A-ZFSXtX-fyg3D4aJN4K6PRPrjM7HPVIKEiU-ZnIzRpZKA8QSzaoAA_ceKB5XikBcza1jrvEk1pRlONIPrgPnN-QkU9YVNkyLldnh6w/s400/DSC_0181.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540733151736145666" /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div></div><div><br /></div><div>Thanks Martha Stewart. Your ideas make me happy.</div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNKmSveZa9N6Y0ShyphenhyphenImrYcOris94KCDSQoiRttKOLi3J7OPQYj1kZcwR1iryafyHO5YVIE9SVNNOe-HGOWiNUDSabJu3MdxNavWK9YR3guhG0DGDcU41k_h1Yu_pVuYUtKze-4gQRPzgg/s400/DSC_0183.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540734792578253970" /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">But why is every nativity set like this:::</div><div style="text-align: center;"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcpRvNWcq6LzCSnWOscdlk2LvmFci56QIi3AvhbE1YbtybiGLlBx0e_QxJLzEjqd2_zvpJLjgL7Ck1X2NSbwUDu5ddQZGAEh6Khm9R0Lb6UwFlu1p3OG-JYeBEYHUS7eOO7UiFJkZUqCg/s400/DSC_0185.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540736758296536434" /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Aww i love TreVon the wiseman. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">A month and 8 days until Christmas!!!!!</div>Jordan Raehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04271287837049729031noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3483147642474238049.post-72148854214652001242010-11-08T14:38:00.000-08:002010-11-08T14:46:58.766-08:00Every Kiss begins with Kay...<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Why do I all of a sudden feel warm and wanting when I see those dumb Kay commercials? </div><div style="text-align: center;">Yeah... those common and cheesy "embrace necklace" commercials or diamond earrings for Christmas stories......</div><div style="text-align: center;"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJg629emMa_Q_bKB2Vn_R8_L8H4j-oAYIfL6U4O6saERXUg-cxThOeFWciYdoGNjJW5j0ETLAHcRLHDa5VWnVPgKV_zGE8RNE8DTlYEqC98b4BtnWRA6Sdc41UXov-5S8xaR9b-dv1wsE/s400/embracering.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537314023977091874" /></div><div style="text-align: center;">I just start imagining my husband getting me something special for Christmas and it's one of the best feelings I've ever imagined.... </div><div style="text-align: center;">ahhh. </div><div style="text-align: center;">Kay. </div><div style="text-align: center;">You worked on me. </div><div style="text-align: center;">I never thought it would happen.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">There is so much Christmas happening in my home today. Not only is it Jason's birthday so a lot of cooking is going on (duh... cooking= Christmas), but i raided Hobby Lobby & Target for some fantaaaaastic Christmas touches. </div><div style="text-align: center;">Hey, it's our first Christmas. </div><div style="text-align: center;">You gotta do what you gotta do ;)</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Unfortunately that means there is glitter and tree bristles allllllllll over the floor. </div><div style="text-align: center;">My husband (aka Danny Tanner) is not going to like this when he gets home.</div><div style="text-align: center;">Happy Birthday?</div>Jordan Raehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04271287837049729031noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3483147642474238049.post-9082062683924711012010-11-01T16:15:00.000-07:002010-11-01T16:26:06.709-07:00The world smiles.<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">This is more than costumes and crafts. </div><div style="text-align: center;">This is more than things of the day. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">This is about love. </div><div style="text-align: center;">This is about God. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Read and be challenged.</div><div style="text-align: center;">Read and be blessed.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Frederick Buechner writes in <i>The Magnificent Defeat</i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><br /></i></div><div style="text-align: center;">The love for equals is a <b>human</b> thing-- of friend for friend, brother for brother. It is to love what is loving and lovely. The world <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;">smiles</span>. The love for the less fortunate is a <b>beautiful</b> thing- the love for those who suffer, for those who are poor, the sick, the failures, the <i>unlovely</i>. This is compassion, and it <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;">touches the heart</span> of the world. The love for the more fortunate is a <b>rare</b> thing-- to love those who<i> succeed where we fail</i>, to rejoice without envy with those who rejoice, the love of the poor for the rich, of the black man for the white man. The world is always bewildered by its saints. And then there is the love for the enemy-- love for the one who does not love you but mocks, threatens, and inflicts pain. The tortured's love for the torturer. This is <b>God's love</b>.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">It conquers the world. </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcLFcjrcIXSq6s5ELdYMVoEMNhwfnUlSUWmwszC4jwWOfyFkWWGSTPUVzaesl2cHBtqGSae4adnOpW5nS7mtAhT93ahfdH5QBteudeJSLKXHpks_H0y8IJneqR6pcUfdqFtpu8oa4uLlo/s400/jesus-cross-easter.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534726388119275666" /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">Just something I'm working on personally. </span></div>Jordan Raehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04271287837049729031noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3483147642474238049.post-29388196407951451652010-10-31T18:25:00.000-07:002010-10-31T18:30:57.733-07:00What did you dress up as?<div style="text-align: center;">HAPPY HALLOWEENERS!!!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Best Costume:</div><div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzWDcUd4hRGl9UIv48F3916T8ARXJuRt13cRwYm15g4XQlw9dJi-PJdJ0KAFrH3cm_1IEWHOh0I9kYVg2M5dgL0ZhjMa1pQsv6rs00ea7itEpZdkamYOAAII5kE85wXgPdWrXpPsA6eA4/s400/IMG_0164.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534386964801045698" /></div><div style="text-align: center;">My nephew. </div><div style="text-align: center;">Cutest lion ya ever saw, huh? </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>Jordan Raehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04271287837049729031noreply@blogger.com0