tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31301929847464791362024-03-05T14:47:33.545-06:00Here, there, everywhere...Emily Machttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13384421766668732286noreply@blogger.comBlogger69125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3130192984746479136.post-57878668801141212282015-09-24T15:06:00.003-05:002015-09-24T15:07:35.504-05:00The Best Season of the Year<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
HAY Y'ALL.<br />
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It's MUM SEASON!!!<br />
Not only are these my favorite flowers ever, but they're also the prettiest ones.<br />
Don't agree? That's ok. You're allowed to be wrong.<br />
It's cute.<br />
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Happy Mum Season, y'all.<br />
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XO<br />
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Emily Machttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13384421766668732286noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3130192984746479136.post-65618657065421223452015-05-14T11:54:00.002-05:002015-05-14T11:54:16.249-05:00Model Child!<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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THIS KID. </h3>
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How do I sign him up for a modeling contract so we can <strike>exploit him and use him as a cash cow and retire on his looks</strike> share his beauty with the world? </div>
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Emily Machttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13384421766668732286noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3130192984746479136.post-78297443032688514582015-04-28T12:34:00.001-05:002015-04-28T12:38:29.552-05:00Really?<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
I suck at Blogging, y'all.<br />
One day, I'm going to be really good at it. Like for real.<br />
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UNTIL THEN,<br />
here are a few pics of our 16 month old <strike>terror </strike>wild child:<br />
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Emily Machttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13384421766668732286noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3130192984746479136.post-16934795357772016042014-09-18T15:53:00.005-05:002014-09-18T15:53:41.843-05:00ON THE MOVE! <div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
Y'all.<br />
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This kid is crawling like a mad man. It is crazy.<br />
This was his first time officially crawling(9/1/14). He has only gotten faster!<br />
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Here are the past few weeks of growth!<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">39 Weeks old and 1 day from 9 months! </td></tr>
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Emily Machttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13384421766668732286noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3130192984746479136.post-43492234934249248772014-07-22T09:27:00.000-05:002014-07-22T09:27:00.748-05:00Not so bitty baby<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
You guys.<br />
This kid is like 20. Seriously, he should start driving any day now.<br />
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Weeks 20-30? Is that right? My heart. It can't take all this growing.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">20 Weeks</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">22 weeks</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">5 Months and caught the wiggles</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Seriously, happiest little squish ever. </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">23 Weeks! Pool day wasn't his favorite... </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">24 weeks. Y'all, I'm getting lazy. Remembering to dress him AND take a pic each Monday is hard.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">25 weeks- THAT FACE</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">We recreated a photo of D when he was little. This kid is ready to take off!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">26 weeks!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">6 months old- Big Bear needs a tie!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">27 Weeks. More laziness on my part, but how CUTE is that diaper? </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">28 weeks! Happy 4th of July!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">29 weeks. This is an 18mo outfit. </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">7 months old... if only he had some personality. We're still waiting :)</td></tr>
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So for real, slow it down. This child is in size 4 diapers and wearing 18mo clothes. It's those legs. Those big ham hocks... oh and his head. That has ruled out a couple of outfits! :)<br />
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Emily Machttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13384421766668732286noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3130192984746479136.post-90054989354071382952014-04-30T08:15:00.002-05:002014-04-30T08:15:50.191-05:00April update<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Here are our April updates!<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">4 Months- almost sitting up on his own!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">18 Weeks in his Mickey Onesie. Just missing ears!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">19 weeks and we just started cloth diapering! I think he looks extra cute with the fluffy butt. </td></tr>
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Emily Machttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13384421766668732286noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3130192984746479136.post-33633305219702190352014-03-25T11:11:00.004-05:002014-03-25T11:11:52.752-05:00Nolan Update!<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Here are the past few weeks of Nolan. He is so stinkin cute!</div>
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See you next time!</div>
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Emily Machttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13384421766668732286noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3130192984746479136.post-16189047371705788442014-02-10T17:15:00.000-06:002014-02-10T17:15:22.912-06:00Growing Boy! <div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
I tried the other day to upload a bunch of pics of N, but they didn't all want to work. <br />
Let's try this again! I'm currently trying to take a picture of him every Monday (on the same blanket, yes) so we can watch him grow! <br />
I have been taking them on my phone and moving them around into different folders, but not all will upload to my blogger thingy, so here's what we have!<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">1 week old, super squishr and balled up!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">2 weeks old- ready to party for New Year's Eve</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I can't find 3 & 4 weeks, so here's 1 month!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">5 Weeks old!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">6 weeks old- he might be a dancer! </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">7 weeks!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">8 weeks! Such a sweet little giggly boy! </td></tr>
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I am LOVING this new thing Google+ does to my photos of him when I snap them in a row! <br />
Yahoo! There's your update! <br />
Enjoy <br />
♥ EM</div>
Emily Machttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13384421766668732286noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3130192984746479136.post-48508102551253234322014-02-04T20:43:00.001-06:002014-02-04T20:43:17.663-06:00So many updates! <div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
It has been OVER a year since I have blogged!! WHAT?!<br />
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Some updates for you: <br />
- I got pregnant last March/Aprilish<br />
- I turned 27 in March... that sounds so much older than it is.<br />
- Got a new job in July<br />
- Went to DC in September/October<br />
- Had a WAY TOO CUTE baby in December<br />
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That's about what you've missed! <br />
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I will try to catch up little by little about these things, but for starters, here are some pics of Nolan Raymond that I've taken. <br />
I'm trying to take a pic of him in the same place every Monday so we can see how much he grows over his first year. So far we're only on week 7 and he IS MASSIVE (in a good way!)<br />
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And I can't get any others to upload--- so maybe tomorrow? </div>
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Emily Machttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13384421766668732286noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3130192984746479136.post-78562848615864286192013-01-08T17:39:00.000-06:002013-01-08T17:59:01.757-06:00Books since the new year<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Today is January 8th and I am almost done with my third book of the year.<br />
Yes, you read that right. THIRD BOOK of the YEAR.<br />
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1. <a href="http://bobgoff.com/love-does/">Love Does</a> by Bob Goff<br />
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For starters- the foreword? Holy cow. I normally skip forewords in books because they're just fluff... and sometimes confusing (like my Alice in Wonderland foreword. I was so confused by the time I got 3 pages into it, I had to skip), but this one is amazing. Maybe it's Donald Miller, but it is by far the best foreword I've ever read. All I know about it is this: when I write a book one day - hey, it could happen! - I would hope someone could write something like this about me--- and it be TRUE! I guess that's the most important part. I hope that something like this could be said of me. Even if only by one friend. </div>
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For the most part, the entire book is personal stories of things that have happened in Bob's life- which are amazing, hilarious, engaging, and wonderful- and how he ties those things in to spirituality. He paints pictures with words like few that I have ever read. He also sees things in a way that I would love to. He doesn't spend the whole book telling you how you need to go to church and pray more and be holier- I like that. </div>
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"It has always seemed to me that broken things, just like broken people, get used more; it's probably because God has more pieces to work with." </div>
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"Words of encouragement are like that. They have their own power. And when they are said by the right people, they can change everything. What I've found in following Jesus is that most of the time, when it comes to who says it, we each are the right people. And I've concluded something else. That the words people say to us not only have shelf life but have the ability to shape life." </div>
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"For those who resonate with formulas, here it is: add your whole life, your loves, your passions, and your interests together with what God said He wants us to be about, and that's your answer. If you want to know the answer to the bigger question -- what's God's plan for the whole world? -- buckle up: it's us."</div>
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" People who take huge risks aren't afraid to fail. In fact, they love to fail. It's because failing means they found the edge."</div>
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"We need to make our faith our very own love story" </div>
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"Pick something you aren't just able to do; instead, pick something you feel like you were made to do and then do lots of that." </div>
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OK, so that's pretty much the whole book... Not really, but you get the idea. I literally have 4 pages of highlighted stuff in my kindle from this book because I want to be able to find it all again when I come upon a situation that needs these words. <br />
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2. <a href="http://thenjuststayfat.com/">Then Just Stay Fat</a> by Shannon Sorrels </div>
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Yeah. That's the title. The book is as no-nonsense as one would expect. I liked that she didn't just say, "Work out more. Eat Less" (Although that was the majority of it...) but explained the chemical and mathematical sides of losing weight. I think that nerds would really enjoy this book... you know, like me. Apparently, you're supposed to take in fewer calories than you use in order to lose weight... who knew? </div>
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3. Permanently Beat PCOS: The Complete Solution by Caroline D. Greene</div>
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There's really nothing exciting about this book. I would definitely only recommend it if you have PCOS and give a crap about this stuff. Lots of info on vitamins to take, foods to eat, exercise to do, etc to improve "Fertility, Weight Loss and Clear Skin through Simple Diet, Exercise and Lifestyle Changes." </div>
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So what next? I think 3 non-fictions in the first 2 weeks of the year earns me a fluffy fiction fantasy read, right? I'm thinking about finally starting The Mortal Instruments series... City of Bones is up first! I've read 3 pages so far, but I have to finish Book #3 up there first. I don't like to make it 84% through something and give up! That's something of which Shannon Sorrels would totes disapprove. </div>
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PICTURES of the PUPPIES! </div>
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Emily Machttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13384421766668732286noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3130192984746479136.post-502372140632577242013-01-02T21:28:00.000-06:002013-01-02T21:28:00.527-06:00Update schmupdate<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
So some 101 updates (For my 101 in 1001 list, please <a href="http://e-mckee.blogspot.com/2011/01/my-turn-101-in-1001.html">click here</a>)<br />
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1. Go to the beach (we went to Daytona Beach before Disney)<br />
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11. Finish painting our bathroom (I paid someone... no worries!) And then we tiled the floor and did all the metal in brushed bronze. SO PRETTY<br />
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21. GO TO DISNEY WORLD. YES. CHECK<br />
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34. Eat no gluten for one month. Done it. It was boring, but I felt good :)<br />
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46. Donate old shoes (and I donated 29 teeshirts, 3 hoodies, 6 pairs of pants, 3 dresses, and a few other things.)<br />
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80. Buy bright colored shoes. I bought cobalt blue shoes and wore them to D's Christmas party... did I take them back swiftly after? Yes. They were the most terribly uncomfortable shoes and I only wore them for 20 minutes while at the party. Horrible. But beautiful! Still counting it!<br />
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91. Host a game night- this also happened to be NYE. We played Apples to Apples and Mario Cart and Just Dance<br />
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Oh, and we'll be doing #39 on March 6th. WHAT is UP!<br />
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♥ EM<br />
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Emily Machttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13384421766668732286noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3130192984746479136.post-90424849468256421242012-12-26T11:26:00.001-06:002012-12-26T11:26:51.533-06:00Thankful for the fog<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
Do you ever have one of those days where you just don't know how you feel? Honestly, the past few days if people have asked me how I am doing, I haven't had a clue how to respond. I want to say, "Great! How are you?!" But that's a lie. I think, "I should tell them how I'm really doing, not great. Not excited. All I want to do is lay in bed and watch sad movies." I want to be honest... waah wahhhh Debbie Downer. But the truth is, I have no idea. Apparently there are these things called hormones, and I hear they've got a strong hold on me. I can go from happy and fine to upset and angry and sad and anything else at the drop of a hat. One word in conversation sends my brain from candycanes and snowflakes to wanting to put on my comfy pants and lay back on the couch while giving everyone the finger. Happy news shared by others just reminds me of the happy news we were planning on sharing yesterday.<br />
You see, the plan was to make a really cute pregnancy announcement and stuff it in christmas cards that all of D's family would open at Christmas together and they would all be excited. Instead they each got nothing. I guess I could have still sent them all cards, but I didn't.<br />
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I have a lot of stories like that recently. "We could have done this, but we didn't." "I thought about doing that, but I didn't." I'm <b><i>really good</i></b> at telling stories.<br />
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I just feel like I'm walking through a thick fog. It's not sunny, it's not rainy, it's not pretty, it's not ugly. It's just blah. I keep thinking, "All I need is a good cry, that'll help." But it's like I've run out of tears and not been able to rebuild my supply. I guess this is one of those in-between stages where progress is being made? Yeah? Anywho, I think I'll go over some more things for which I am thankful, since I can't come up with anything else uplifting to write...<br />
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At first, I was really upset with my (former) doctor because he did an u/s at 5.5 weeks. YOU CAN'T SEE ANYTHING at 5.5 weeks. Just a couple of bubbles. At this time, he saw the 2 sacs, 1 with 1 and 1 with 2. I was furious because of the unnecessary stress this potentially put on the two of us. Most Drs won't U/S until at least 7 weeks, but he just "likes to". And told me over and over that it could end up just being 1 or 2 by week 7-8, and I was mad because I could have been perfectly NOT KNOWING that I potentially lost a baby. Not an embryo. Not a yolk sac, I'm sorry if you disagree, but It's a baby. However, looking back, I still am furious at him for his lack of compassion and understanding, but I am incredibly thankful now that I knew each of them. Yes, I had a few weeks of straight up FREAKING OUT about "how are we going to afford three babies? How will we feed them?! How will we cart them around?! We're going to have to BUY A VAN! How will they fit in our house?! What will we do with the dogs?" But more than that, I had a few weeks of knowing three different babies were there. I was able to lay around and talk to them (even though their ears were still developing) and pray for them each individually. I think it might have been easier to think that I just lost 1 (right? Surely? No? Who knows), but I am glad to have known them all individually. <br />
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I'm thankful for people who don't know what to say. Some people have provided comic relief by saying such outlandish and inappropriate things that the only thing I could do was store them in my bank and laugh to keep from crying (or assaulting them...?) and others have just been honest and told me they have no idea what to say. That's fine. There is nothing to say. Nothing makes it better or takes it away. However, I think my favorite so far is that they just obviously weren't ready for such awesome parents. Because let me tell you, that is the truth. Awesome parents we shall be. Clueless and lost and sleep deprived and crazy out of our minds in love with the baby(ies) we are meant to have. <br />
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I'm thankful for this foggy funkiness that's going on. The pain is no longer so sharp and fresh. It has turned into a dull nagging pain I know "it gets better" and all, and I guess I assumed that I would be sad one day and perfectly fine the next. Apparently I thought I was tougher than this, that I could handle this and it wouldn't affect me as much as it appears to have affected other people I have seen go through this. Y'all, I was wrong. But I know that it gets better and I think sometimes it's ok to be foggy.<br />
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And you know what I think about fog? Yes, fog can be dangerous. No one wants to drive in fog, people don't want to get stuck out in it, all that. But when I think about fog, I think about spring/fall morning fog. You wake up, it's foggy, it's nasty, you can't see the other side, but then it slowly lifts. It goes from thick muck nasty fog to a light, fluffy fog, and eventually the sun comes in and burns it all up. Some of the prettiest days I can remember have started out super crazy foggy. All you can do on those days is sit and wait for the sun to come and the fog to lift.<br />
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That's what I'll be doing.<br />
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Well, that and packing up all the Christmas stuff and vacuuming the pine needles and sorting through presents/putting them away and putting away everything christmassy... because I'm off today and I am tired of the mess in this house.<br />
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And then I'm going to take a nap.<br />
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♥ Em<br />
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Emily Machttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13384421766668732286noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3130192984746479136.post-53773289192409212942012-12-15T14:07:00.001-06:002012-12-15T14:07:14.865-06:00Some things<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
I don't really know what to say today.<br />
Most people don't have a clue what's going on, and that's ok. You'll get it by the end of this post. <br />
Yesterday was a really hard, sad, terrible day. I know that a lot of people were upset about the shooting in CT and that was a terrible display of mental illness and the evils in our world. <br />
I heard about this news while sitting in pre-admissions testing at the hospital. It wasn't a scheduled procedure, nor was it any type of procedure I had ever planned on having. <br />
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The last 6 weeks have been a roller coaster of emotions and the past 36-48 hours have been the hardest seconds, minutes, and hours of my life. I don't have words to express the 1093872 thoughts and feelings that I have been through, but what I can say is that I am thankful for the people who have been involved.<br />
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On Monday, 11/19 we found out that I was pregnant. <br />
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On Tuesday, 11/27 we went from thinking I was just pregnant to thinking I may be pregnant with twins... and then potentially 3. The ultrasound tech found 2 sacks, 1 with 2 poles and the other with just 1. "Spontaneous triplets are extremely uncommon and very high risk; One or two of them might just disappear" is what the doctor said... Over and over and over. "Nature will take care of itself. Your body probably won't keep them all." Thanks, doc. Comforting and compassionate.<br />
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On Thursday, 12/6, we went for another ultrasound. This time the tech only found 2 sacks with 1 in each. Baby A was bigger than Baby B and that was "ok" but possibly meant that B had stopped developing. The U/S tech said, "Well, I can't find C, and it looks like A is taking over. You will probably only have 1 baby." She then laughed like Count Chocula and I almost punched her. Come to think of it, I should have. It would have been warranted. That was the least compassionate thing I had heard that day. (So far) She then found a heartbeat on both, but the only one that was notable was Baby A's. So they didn't report Baby B's. We went to see the Dr. and he said, "It looks like what I expected. Your situation is kind of goofy (Technical term. Thanks) and strange. I think you'll probably just end up having the second baby disappear and have this one develop. But we'll see. Nature takes care of itself and has a way of making sure what needs to happen will happen."<br />
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On Thursday, 12/13, we went back for another ultrasound. I woke up that morning feeling empty and full of dread. I just thought I was because I had so much work to get done and was so anxious for my appt. I asked for a different ultrasound tech as I might assault the one from last week. I was given a super sweet, super soft spoken and gentle lady. She was very nice and didn't say much, especially once she got started. She clicked and looked and clicked and looked, but stayed silent. We were then sent into the lobby to wait and see my Dr again once he got the results. You ready for this? They brought us back into a room and he waltzes in with a smile on his face asking, "Well how are we today?" My response was that I felt a little nervous because the U/S tech was so silent during the exam. He flips my paper over and says, "That's probably because she couldn't find any heartbeats. Let me go look at this report real quick." And walks out the door, shutting it behind him. Leaving D & I sitting there silently staring at the wall. The reason the U/S tech was so silent was because of this- Baby B was almost unfindable, had not grown, and Baby A had not grown much at all since the last U/S. Baby A's faint little heartbeat was also nowhere to be found. Our babies had stopped developing and my body just hadn't figured it out yet. After 10 minutes of my Dr. stammering things about "nature" and "it is what it is" and "This is a miscarriage, you just haven't started showing symptoms yet" and "I can do a D&C in 10 minutes, it no big deal" and "we have to do a procedure to get the tissue out" and "Let's schedule it for tomorrow" and we asked if there could be another U/S just incase she maybe missed something, "My techs don't miss anything like this. It is what it is." and "People who can't have babies are the people who can't get pregnant. Clearly you can get pregnant, so we'll have better luck next time."<br />
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I have now realized why memorizing scripture is so important. Thursday night, laying in bed in between sobs, pieces and parts of scripture that I had memorized when I was younger kept popping up in my head. Unfortunately, several of those also were made into one mildly terrible song or another. (please don't think I hate worship music. I just don't like it when it's a song I don't like and it won't leave my head. Not helpful. Then I just get annoyed. Also, in 8th grade we learned how to sing this song and sign it at the same time... and that repetitive verse with the hand motions will not leave my stupid head.) Psalm 50:3 <b><i>"Weeping may endure for the night, but joy comes in the morning." </i></b>Over and over and over in my head and then the song from church camp over and over. I have read this Psalm 60 times since Thursday. I see that verses 11 & 12 say, <b><i>"You have turned my mourning into dancing; you have loosed my sackcloth and clothed me with gladness, that my glory may sing your praise and not be silent. O Lord my God, I will give thanks to you forever." </i></b>I am not good at being sad. I don't do well being feelings-y. I don't mourn well. It's ugly. But I know that one day our morning will come. And one day I will be able to feel normal(ish) again. One day I'll be able to make it 10 minutes without feeling my heart break over the loss of these babies. I also have had Romans 8:28 replaying in my head over and over <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #181818; font-family: 'Coming Soon'; line-height: 22px;"><i><b>“And we know that God works all things together for good, for those who are called according to His purpose”</b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;">. </span></i></span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #181818; font-family: 'Coming Soon'; font-size: 14px; line-height: 22px;"><i><b></b></i></span>I am thankful that my (soon to be former) doctor is apparently heartless and only able to deliver facts. Had be had a compassionate bone in his body, he would have said something like "I'm sorry" or "I know this isn't what you had hoped for" and I would have begun sobbing uncontrollably in the room there, instead of using the intense rage (at his inability to be human and understand that these were our babies, not just "tissue to be removed") building up inside me to keep my composure.<br />
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I am thankful that my husband is able to sit here and hold me while I cry uncontrollably at commercials and news stories and groupons and cars driving by and flowers that are wilting and burnt gluten free french toast and not fully whipped- whipped cream.<br />
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I am thankful that my mom took the day off to go with us to the hospital... and that she knew the crazy nurse I had and we got to sit in the room and laugh on the hardest day I have had in my 26.72 years.<br />
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I am thankful for every single person I came across in the hospital yesterday. All compassionate, but not babying me. Thank you. <br />
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The nurses that were assigned to room 14- Kitty & Dee. Both crazy. I love them. One day I'll write them a thank you note when I can do that without covering the whole stupid page in tears. They were compassionate and caring, while being just silly enough to make me feel comfortable and take my mind off of what I was there to do.<br />
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I am thankful for friends who have been there before me... and I am horribly sad that anyone else has ever had to go through this. My heart breaks for each of my friends that have been through this. But I am thankful for their wisdom and their ability to tell me that it gets better. And that I'm not crazy. And that it's ok to feel my feelings.<br />
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I am thankful for my friends who have no idea what to say. "This sucks" and "I'm sorry" are about the only things that are ok. I know that it is all well intentioned and said with love, but not all things are helpful. Thank you for not calling me crazy when I say something inappropriate. I have lost the ability to interact with other humans in a normal way. That will come back. There really isn't anything good to say, but I appreciate the attempts. And I know that when people say, "It was for the best." and "It was all part of God's plan" that it is because they don't know what else to say, even though those things make me want to kind of stab them in the eyeballs with rusty olive forks.<br />
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So there you have it. <br />
If you see me and I look like I haven't bathed in days, this may be true. If I look depressed and crazy, this may also be true. If you're pregnant and I'm giving you a hateful death stare, please ignore. It's not you, it's me.<br />
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This post has been everywhere and probably makes no sense, but I have felt for 2 days like I needed to write down my feelings. So there they are. Just feeling a little crushed right now.<br />
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<b><i>"The Lord is near to the brokenhearted and saves the crushed in spirit."</i></b> Psalm 34:18<br />
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Emily Machttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13384421766668732286noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3130192984746479136.post-29941852399850426032012-09-30T21:22:00.001-05:002012-09-30T21:22:06.461-05:00I'm moving to Disney...<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
And living under a bridge until I can talk someone into giving me a job in that wonderful place!!<br />
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SO here are some updates from Disney... but mostly pictures. I narrowed it down.<br />
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I literally doubled my number of pictures on my iPhone that week.<br />
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Us Kissing... Just kiddin, that's from Beauty & the Beast! OH MY WORD IT WAS AMAZING! I wish I knew how to post videos on here!</div>
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Mickey at the Parade in Animal Kingdom</div>
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Minnie at the Animal Kingdom Parade</div>
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Everest! We rode it at least 4 times. It would have only been better if it flipped! </div>
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I think I got so in touch with my inner-child that I was a little shocked when I returned to work. It was the longest week of my life. haha But I missed my work friends terribly while I was gone. I guess they're all going to have to just move to Orlando with me! Let's GO! </div>
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Emily Machttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13384421766668732286noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3130192984746479136.post-25637598921524385392012-08-22T17:18:00.002-05:002012-08-22T17:18:46.764-05:00Coping Mechanisms. <div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
Sometimes when I have a crap day or something makes me irritated/mad/want to cry/want to throw things/want to scream down the hall/unhappy, I get on Pinterest and pin all the funny things. <br />
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So, if you ever see me pinning all the funnies, be warned. <br />
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1. Today I got a new awesomely sweet client and I am so excited about working with her!<br />
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2. We leave for Disney in 24 days!!!<br />
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Emily Machttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13384421766668732286noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3130192984746479136.post-83138510757802756482012-08-01T19:53:00.004-05:002012-08-01T20:32:21.202-05:00One Hundred and updates...<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
Here are some updates to my 101 in 1001 updates... riiiight.<br />
To view my updated 101 in 1001, <a href="http://e-mckee.blogspot.com/2011/01/my-turn-101-in-1001.html">click here</a>.<br />
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I have completed 15 more. FIFTEEN MORE. Not because I have been working hard towards my goals, but because I haven't blogged in almost 2 months. I think I'm on a good track, though. 45/101. That's almost 45%. This isn't bad!<br />
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<b>3. Go to a(nother) awesome concert</b>- We saw The Protomen for our anniversary. NOT ONLY did they do an entire night of Queen cover songs, but JACK BLACK came out at the end and finished the set with Bohemian Rhapsody. It was fridiculous.<br />
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OH, also, I have invented another word. Fridiculous, or fridic for short. It means friggin ridiculous. You're welcome, world.<br />
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<b>13. Stabilize our fence.</b> I'm counting that I have done this because I shoved crap in the holes and it doesn't move anymore. Eventually we will cement that crap.<br />
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<b>17. Learn how to use my crock pot</b> I have made grits, taco soup, rice, lasagna, and chicken soup in this bad boy. Goal- MET.<br />
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<b>25. Get Ladder Shelves for LR</b>. Thank you, Craigslist. $120 for a set. LOVE it!<br />
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<b>57. Get a professional massage-</b> AHHHHHHH I am now a member of the Massage Envy monthly club. Yes. Oh heavens, yes.<br />
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<b>63. Babysit for a friend as a gift</b>. I forced D to help me with this. It was fun!<br />
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<b>66. Read 12 books</b>- OK I THINK I've read 12 books. I know I had read 4-5, then I got a Kindle for my birthday and have read all 3 Hunger Games, all 3 50 Shades, as well as Schism, several fairy tale books, and a couple others that I can't think of right now. So take that. I have prob read 20.<br />
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<b>67. Make Gourmet doggie biscuits for my puppy friends.</b> I learned how to make my own sweet potato treats! Tini, Carmen, Maya, Libby, Abbey, Turbo, and Genna all liked them. Success!<br />
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<b>81. Ask about/possibly invest in contacts. </b> I asked. I don't think they're for me. Maybe one day.<br />
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<b>82. Go to the dentist</b>. From what I hear, it's not good to skip 4 years of dentist visits. Could be related to my 6 cavities...<br />
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<b>85. Pearl Necklace</b>- Thanks to the hubs, I have that covered! He got me a beautiful new strand of pearls for my birthday this year.<br />
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<b>86. Have a "top Tier" wedding cake made by Jay at Maple's for an anniversary.</b> Well, Jay no longer runs Maple's, so this is difficult. HOWEVER, <a href="http://nashvillesweets.com/">Nashville Sweets</a> is pretty rockin and made our anniversary cake this year.<br />
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GIANT WHEEL OF YELLOW CHEESE with GB emblem on the top. Danielle, I love you. Let's get married. You make the cake.<br />
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<b>90. Go our for a "girls night" </b> Yeah, I think every single Saturday counts for this. Pool day. Best day of my week. Also, D was out of town in June, so I went on dates with Robyn & Jeannie. Super fun times!<br />
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<b>94. McBaby</b>- this has been discussed. A time frame has been proposed. Mostly by everyone else imposing their baby wishes upon my uterus, but it has been discussed.<br />
Stop asking me when we're having kids. We'll do it when we want to. Unless you want to raise it, stop rushing us.<br />
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<b>97. Buy an issue of the contributer for $20 instead of $1.</b> I have bought 2-3 for $5, and 1-2 for $10. Then others for $2-3 each. I am going to count that. I wouldn't want to give one specific person the $20 because i wouldn't want them to recognize my car and think it's going to happen again. hahaha<br />
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<b>99. Swim in water I can't see through-</b> YEAH! Lake DAY! Complete. Get mildly intoxicated while floating on a noodle--- not a goal, but also completed. hahaha<br />
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OK so I have done a bunch of new things on my 101 in 1001 blog... and have realized several of them are completely unlikely to happen, therefore I will be changing them to more likely scenarios.<br />
For instance, I will not be going overseas most likely by 9/28/13. Let's just be real here. I'm probably not going to get back on a PLANE before then unless we come across $2000 that we just *forgot* or *misplaced* So let's be a little less lofty with our goals.<br />
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My Current 101 in 1001 will be in black (completed things struck through, linked, & in red), and changes or comments will be in a funner color. You'll See! Also, if my ice cream I just scooped out lasts long enough, I might even update on the updates! WAHOO!<br />
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4. Pay off the Truck <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;">Sweet baby hayzeus this is taking forever</span></div>
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<s>1</s><a href="http://www.blogger.com/goog_1758098895" style="color: #a82121; text-decoration: none;"><s>8. Figure out what I want to do when I grow up... or at least for the next few years</s></a></div>
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<a href="http://e-mckee.blogspot.com/2011/08/overdue-update.html" style="color: #a82121; text-decoration: none;"><s>19. Get a tune-up for my car</s></a></div>
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20. TAILGATE (Like a pro)</div>
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21. Travel across an ocean <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;">Not happening. Changing this to GO to DISNEYWORLD</span></div>
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<a href="http://e-mckee.blogspot.com/2011/01/22-update-resume-complete-working-on-12.html" style="color: #a82121; text-decoration: none;"><s>22. Update my resume</s></a></div>
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23. Re-cover our dirty storage ottomans </div>
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24. Get a storage bench for the LR (against the naked wall!) <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;">New decoration plans. No bench. Changing this to Get occasional chairs for naked wall</span></div>
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25. Make butt pillows for said storage bench (I'm thinking leopard or giraffe print...) <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;">N/A change to Get Ladder Shelves for LR</span></div>
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<s>26.</s><a href="http://e-mckee.blogspot.com/2011/01/number-26-get-current-on-criminal-minds.html" style="color: #a82121; text-decoration: none;"><s> Get current on Criminal Minds Season 5</s></a></div>
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27. Attend a Braves game in ATL</div>
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28. Re-landscape the front of our house</div>
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29. Plant *(& GROW) grass in our yard</div>
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<s>30. Figure out if Carmen IS deaf and how bad it is</s></div>
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31. Get down to the weight I was at in 11th grade <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;">Obviously I'm working hard on this while eating ice cream</span></div>
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32. <s><a href="http://e-mckee.blogspot.com/2011/01/32-give-friend-gift-for-no-reason.html" style="color: #a82121; text-decoration: none;">Send/give a friend a gift for no reason</a></s> (1/6/11) </div>
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<s><a href="http://e-mckee.blogspot.com/2011/06/missed-whole-month.html" style="color: #a82121; text-decoration: none;">33. Keep fresh flowers in the house for 2 months straight</a></s></div>
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34. Eat ABSOLUTELY NO Gluten for one month <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;">This is harder than it sounds like it would be... </span></div>
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<s><a href="http://e-mckee.blogspot.com/2012/01/twenty-oh-twelve.html" style="color: #a82121; text-decoration: none;">35. Spend time in California</a></s></div>
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36. Host a dinner party</div>
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37. Blog 2x per week for 3 months</div>
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<s><a href="http://e-mckee.blogspot.com/2012/01/twenty-oh-twelve.html" style="color: #a82121; text-decoration: none;">38. Build a fire pit</a></s></div>
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39. Go to NYC </div>
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40. Buy and wear an outfit that is not my normal cup of tea</div>
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<a href="http://e-mckee.blogspot.com/2012/01/twenty-oh-twelve.html" style="color: #a82121; text-decoration: none;">41. Buy flat boots</a></div>
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<s><a href="http://e-mckee.blogspot.com/2011/06/missed-whole-month.html" style="color: #a82121; text-decoration: none;">42. Wear a scarf as an accessory (not just to keep warm)</a></s></div>
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43. Go to Washington DC</div>
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44. Visit a winery outside of TN</div>
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<s><a href="http://e-mckee.blogspot.com/2011/04/completed-12-14-45-56-68-4-30-33-55-66.html" style="color: #a82121; text-decoration: none;">45. Take an entire week off of work (straight)</a></s></div>
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46. Retip some of my favorite shoes <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;">I'll just throw them out. Changing this to Throw out old/worn out/wrong fitting shoes</span></div>
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<s><a href="http://e-mckee.blogspot.com/2012/01/twenty-oh-twelve.html" style="color: #a82121; text-decoration: none;">47. Get a new TV (Possibly for the BR or a big one for the LR and put the LR one in the BR)</a></s></div>
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48. Make our driveway 3 feet wider </div>
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49. Get a hot tub </div>
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50. Build a pergola over said hot tub and back porch <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;">Dropping this. We may never see that stupid hot tub. Changing to Make Backyard a more entertainment-friendly space</span></div>
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<s><a href="http://e-mckee.blogspot.com/2012/01/twenty-oh-twelve.html" style="color: #a82121; text-decoration: none;">51. Build seating area around fire pit</a></s></div>
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52. Put furniture on our front porch</div>
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53. Have friends over to play cards</div>
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<s><a href="http://e-mckee.blogspot.com/2012/01/twenty-oh-twelve.html" style="color: #a82121; text-decoration: none;">54. Go back to Reno/Vega</a></s>s</div>
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<s><a href="http://e-mckee.blogspot.com/2011/08/overdue-update.html" style="color: #a82121; text-decoration: none;">55. Dye my hair almost completely blonde</a></s></div>
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<s><a href="http://e-mckee.blogspot.com/2011/04/completed-12-14-45-56-68-4-30-33-55-66.html" style="color: #a82121; text-decoration: none;">56. Go to a Preds game IN Preds gear</a></s></div>
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57. Get a professional massage (again) <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;">YES! DONE! WHAAT</span></div>
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58. Quit biting my nails/fingers <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;">I will have to start wearing gloves 100% of the time</span></div>
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59. Go to the chiropractor</div>
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60. Visit NOLA <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;">I am working SO HARD on this. There's a conference in September in NOLA that I want to attend</span></div>
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<s><a href="http://e-mckee.blogspot.com/2012/01/twenty-oh-twelve.html" style="color: #a82121; text-decoration: none;">61. Get a new mattress/box springs</a></s></div>
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62. Co-build a bed for said mattress and box springs <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;">Unnecessary. We have a box spring and frame. Changing this to something funner.</span></div>
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63. Babysit for a friend as a gift</div>
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64. Do yoga for a month straight</div>
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65. Make 10 things out of one of my cookbooks</div>
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66. Read 12 books</div>
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67. Make "gourmet" doggie biscuits for all my dog friends <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;">DONE</span></div>
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<s><a href="http://e-mckee.blogspot.com/2011/04/completed-12-14-45-56-68-4-30-33-55-66.html" style="color: #a82121; text-decoration: none;">68. Get a new surround sound system... and actually have it hooked up and SURROUNDING the LR</a></s></div>
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<a href="http://e-mckee.blogspot.com/2011/08/overdue-update.html" style="color: #a82121; text-decoration: none;"><s>69. Go on a date with my hubby to the Melting Pot</s></a></div>
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70. Make a curtain/something to cover the window in our back door <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;">Does hanging a sheet over it count? </span></div>
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<a href="http://e-mckee.blogspot.com/2011/04/completed-12-14-45-56-68-4-30-33-55-66.html" style="color: #a82121; text-decoration: none;"><s>71. Get a pedicure (it's been a loooooong time!)</s></a></div>
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72. Put crown molding in our bathroom and/or bedroom </div>
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73. Find 3 add'l pictures to put in my big frame in the LR to complete my seasons idea <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;">Almost there!! </span></div>
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74. Participate in "10 Days of Love" either for Vday or our anniversary... I haven't decided yet <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;">I still haven't even googled this. So I'm dropping it. Instead, I will make an awesome present for my husband</span></div>
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75. Buy new bedside tables <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;">HA! </span></div>
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<s><a href="http://e-mckee.blogspot.com/2012/01/twenty-oh-twelve.html" style="color: #a82121; text-decoration: none;">76. Put a desk (of sorts) in the office</a></s></div>
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77. Put shelving on a wall in one of the BRs</div>
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78. Take a (good/sober) picture of Donnie & Myself once per month for a year <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;">So far, no. Maybe I should make this "6 months out of a year"</span></div>
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<s><a href="http://e-mckee.blogspot.com/2011/08/overdue-update.html" style="color: #a82121; text-decoration: none;">79. Do all my Zumba Dvds</a></s></div>
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80. Buy bright colored shoes</div>
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81. Ask about/possibly invest in contacts </div>
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82. Go to the dentist</div>
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83. Repaint our bedroom</div>
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84. Go to a Notre Dame game <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;">Too many football ideas on here. I'm changing this to Attend a college volleyball game</span></div>
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85. Obtain a pearl necklace to match my beautiful studs that I got for a wedding present </div>
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86. Have a "top tier" of a wedding-ish cake made by Jay at <a href="http://www.maplesweddingcakes.com/" style="color: #a82121; text-decoration: none;">Maples Wedding Cakes</a> for an anniversary dinner</div>
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87. Buy something awesome at a yard sale</div>
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88. Tip a server 100% of the meal or more</div>
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89. Read the whole new testament (I've seen where some of my blogger friends want to read the whole thing... I think I'm going to skip the begats and begots this go-round)</div>
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90. Go out for a "girls night"</div>
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91. Host a game night</div>
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<s>92. Re-decorate my blog</s> (1/2/11)</div>
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<s><a href="http://e-mckee.blogspot.com/2012/01/twenty-oh-twelve.html" style="color: #a82121; text-decoration: none;">93. Make Carmen a Packers shirt (and possibly make a new one for Tini since hers has 12 taped over the 4 that it came with)</a></s></div>
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94. Talk seriously about making a McBaby...</div>
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<s><a href="http://e-mckee.blogspot.com/2011/06/missed-whole-month.html" style="color: #a82121; text-decoration: none;">95. Stay up until sunrise with my husband (for no good reason)</a></s></div>
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96. Make a wreath</div>
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97. Buy an issue of The Contributor for $20 (instead of $1)</div>
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98. Go camping for more than one night - and possibly even enjoy myself?</div>
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99. Swim in water I can't see through (ocean, lake, whichever)</div>
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100. Go to Cedar Pointe <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;">While I still would like to do this, I don't really care that much. Let's change this to something funner, too. Ill think it up later. </span></div>
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101. Get a new tattoo</div>
</div>Emily Machttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13384421766668732286noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3130192984746479136.post-81295350214187548372012-06-13T21:23:00.002-05:002012-06-13T21:23:50.983-05:002 more days<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
So I have only 2 more days to get up and go to work before I have a FULL WEEK OFF. <br />
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2 more days and I can enjoy this for hours: </div>
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This means I have only 2 more days to get up super early, get to work early, stay late, work late from home, catch up everthing, write a giant email about every single stinkin client who MIGHT flip their lid while I'm gone (eh... 30 out of the 40, probably), before I have a FULL WEEK OFF. <br />
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And by full week off, I mean hopefully I will not have to step foot in that building next week. <br />
But you never know. <br />
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I love my job, and yesterday was the best day of my working year, but today evened it out for me!<br />
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To be honest, the majority of the issue is that I have been too busy doing far too many things for one person, and my paperwork has suffered. <br />
Severely. <br />
As in, I keep thinking "I'll put that away later" and I'm looking at papers from March that have been saved for me to put away later. <br />
I'm hoping to get everything put away by Friday, and then maybe while I'm off next week I can write the remainder of my notes that I'm behind on (I'm only 3 weeks behind now, huzzah!), and I'll come back to a week of 5 work days, 17 visits, and not as much paperwork to catch up. <br />
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I just have to get caught up so I can stay that way. Just 20 hours of crazy hard work, and I can be there I can do it!<br />
I will keep telling myself this. <br />
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THEN while I'm off next week, I will blog about all the things I've done on my list so far!! I have seriously crossed some things off! (And I'm going to change some, because I've realized how unrealistic some of them are...)<br />
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PS Last Monday, my parents' dog Libby passed away. Here's a picture of her looking kinda slender... <br />
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She was the smartest dog ever. And I hope that if there is a doggy heaven she is kicking some butt at chasing balls, chasing cows, and chasing humans. <br />
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OK so next post- uplifting! Go! <br />
<br />I can say I'm less bitter today than I have been... but that may be due to a mixture of frustration/panic, wine, and chex mix muddy buddy stuff. <br />
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Who knows. <br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">PS My sunflowers are EXPLODING!!! Every time I look at them, I think of both my friend Sue, and Ms. Newman from my Middle School. I'll never forget Ms. Newman's story about leaving a concentration camp and passing a beautiful field of sunflowers. Like God planted something beautiful for everyone to see after leaving a place of such sorrow. </td></tr>
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OK that is it for the incredibly positive, uplifting, loving and exciting post for today! <br />
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Next one. <br />
Better. <br />
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I swurr!<br />
♥ EM<br />
</div>Emily Machttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13384421766668732286noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3130192984746479136.post-9748264797996390682012-05-16T09:32:00.004-05:002012-05-16T09:32:37.891-05:00Bitter, Party of 1<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
It's back. <br />
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The thing that creeps up on me like a cancer. I have no idea it's happening for a long while, and then BAM! I'm diagnosed with Stage 4 Bitterness. Also like an illness, I now can see all of the warning signs I should have seen all along. The grumpy mood here, (extra) snarky statement there, increasing hostility toward certain people for NO REASON WHATSOEVER. <br />
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I have actually described certain people as being "in the line of fire" and said to myself (and a couple of others) that "I don't know what it is, I just am really irritated with him/her." But instead of taking care of the problem, I just brushed it off-- I'll deal with it later. <br />
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Right. <br />
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The bitterness refuses to stay inside me and enters the world like involuntary word vomit. I am working on it, though! Now that I have given a name to the little weird feeling I've had for a while, I can properly deal with it. <br />
No worries!<br />
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Until I get it all worked out, I'll just spend a lot of time silent. <br />
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I hate that rule of "If you can't say anything nice, don't say anything at all." Who made that up? <br />
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On a brighter note--- we leave for Disney in 114 days or so!!!! YESSSSSSSSSSSS<br />
(Oh, I never updated you on Vacation Search 2012? Oopsie. I just did.)<br />
I have to get rid of this bitter cancer before we go there, or I doubt they'll let me in!!! <br />
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I CANNOT WAIT TO MEET EVERYONE IN THIS PICTURE! <br />(I don't even care that they're just crazy people in costumes. I am SO EXCITED)</div>
</div>Emily Machttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13384421766668732286noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3130192984746479136.post-80701018570465564532012-04-24T10:55:00.005-05:002012-04-24T10:55:49.066-05:00Vacation Ideas<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
Obviously, I am killing it with the blog updates. <br />
I feel like the majority of my updates start with be talking about how much I suck at remembering to blog. Oh well. <br />
I would say I've been busy, which is kinda true, but mostly I just haven't had ANY desire to be near a computer after leaving the office. <br />
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Here's the current reason I'm crazy: <br />
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"But Emily, Vacation is fun and relaxing and blah blah blah." YEAH once you get there! If we <em>haven't </em>met, I'll let you know a little about me. I'm a spaz. I cannot make a decision without changing my mind 20 times and then usually coming back to the original choice. <br />
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Here is the train of thought for vacation ideas I have had in the last 24 hours(Many have been researched already. I have an illness): <br />
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- Beach. Any BEACH. I don't care- just want sun and sand and water</div>
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<strong>- Orange Beach</strong></div>
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- Savannah/Tygee Island</div>
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<strong>- Myrtle Beach</strong></div>
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- Tour de Six Flags (I'm thinking Chicago, St. Louis, Atlanta, then home)</div>
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<strong>- Mountains (This one got thrown out quickly)</strong></div>
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- SAVE SAVE up and go to Jamaica</div>
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<strong>-or Belize</strong></div>
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-or Antigua</div>
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-<strong>OR Cozumel</strong></div>
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- Use ANY groupon deal that includes water and umbrellas in drinks</div>
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<strong><em><u>HOLY COW DISNEY OMG I HAVE TO GO</u></em></strong></div>
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- Disney in June</div>
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<strong>- Disney in Aug/Sept.</strong></div>
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- LET'S SELL OUR HOUSE AND MOVE TO DISNEY</div>
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<strong><u>I can't sleep.</u></strong> </div>
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So, actually, that is just yesterday from about noon until Midnight. Then I finally fell asleep somehow. </div>
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Do you see how vacation is making me crazy? </div>
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D & I just submitted requests to take the week of our anniversary off to do something. Originally it was going to be low-key, let's go to the beach. And this is what it has evolved to. </div>
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Here's what I'm thinking now: </div>
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Use that week off anyway(for me... he can work half of it if he wants), and do something fun 1-2 of the days --Maybe go to 6 Flags or rent a boat and play at the lake for 2 days or go white water rafting and hiking-- and then SAVE our MONEY and go to Disney in September when it is cheaper and less kids are around. Not that I don't like kids... I just don't like them when they're in front of me for a ride. Or in front of me for a picture with Cinderella/Belle/Snow White/Nemo. </div>
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So, if someone would like to take over the vacation planning for me, that would be lovely. </div>
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Also, if anyone would like to contribute to the "Send Emily to Disney World" charity, I'm working on getting it registered as a 501(c)3. </div>
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♥ EM </div>Emily Machttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13384421766668732286noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3130192984746479136.post-32571102331052168182012-01-18T21:03:00.000-06:002012-01-18T21:03:08.501-06:00Wednesday night fun times!<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">On Wednesdays, D bowls in a league... this means I'm home alone and free to play as I please!<br />
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Tonight's project: Transfer images on to stretched canvas.<br />
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Step 1: Print picture on regular printer paper. Use gel medium to adhere picture (I flipped the picture around before printing it, as they transfer backwards) to canvas. Cover canvas in one good flat coat of this stuff. I was told (by Pinterest) to get medium gloss gel medium or something, but I ended up with this stuff and it apparently worked just fine!<br />
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Step 2: Smooth out lines on paper with something flat... credit card, ruler, or... you know, cardboard from the new glitter you just bought... :)<br />
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Step 3: WAIT forEVER for it to DRY. (And by forever, I mean about 3-4 hours)<br />
Step 4: Douse the paper with water from a squirt bottle til it soaks through... pull/ball/roll off the paper slowly.<br />
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Rub gently and the paper will start to rub off.<br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">I rubbed the edges of each picture to make them look all jagged, too. So that's neat. :) ALSO, Carmen is too dark. I kept re-wetting and re-rubbing to get all the paper off of her picture so that I could see her & accidentally rubbed off some of the picture. Oh well. That adds to the novelty, right? </div><br />
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</tbody></table>Step 5: When the canvas is pretty much dry, swipe with a medium-thick layer of the gloss/gel medium stuff again to set it. This way- you won't continue to wipe off the picture! YAY!<br />
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I am so excited to know how to do this! You better believe that I will be doing this with every dang picture from NOW ON.<br />
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Oh- relatives, loved ones, etc... you're welcome. You're welcome for your awesome pictures you'll be getting done like this for the rest of your lives! <br />
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</div>Emily Machttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13384421766668732286noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3130192984746479136.post-22981860804103693922012-01-14T19:43:00.001-06:002012-01-14T19:52:10.734-06:00Shutterrific!<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">Buying a house is dangerous business, I tell ya.<br />
<div>Here's why I say this: when we were house shopping, I had a tendency to see one thing I loved and notice nothing else. In the house we ended up purchasing, that one thing was our bath tub. It's a giant jacuzzi/garden/whatever you want to call it- tub. Jets and all. I saw it, jumped in in my clothes and shoes, and sat down while proclaiming, "I'LL TAKE IT!" And we did. </div><div> The following things were items that may have slipped by me: </div><div> - No fireplace</div><div> - No entry closet/LR storage</div><div> - No water pressure in the master bathroom shower</div><div> - TINY CLOSET to SHARE *(it looks like a "Walk-in" until stuff is in it, then it's a "Stand-in-&-don't-turn-around-too-quick-or-you'll-knock-over-my-shoerack" And our condo had 2 closets in the master- one normal for him, and one that slightly resembled a baby-sized bedroom for me. SO SPACIOUS. I lust while thinking of how badly I miss that closet) </div><div> - Tiny Pantry</div><div> - Ugly gold fixtures EVERYWHERE </div><div><br />
</div><div>Now, I don't want you to think I hate this house, as that list IS somewhat extensive, but I can say--- I may already be making a list of features that we MUST have in our next house. In 5 years. When we have a kid or two and have severely outgrown this 1222 square foot lovenest. </div><div><br />
</div><div>All that being said, I have solved some of the problem today. We have no coat storage since we have no entryway/LR closet. </div><div><br />
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</div><div> Most people who know D & I well know that we both have an affinity for any clothing article that comes equipped with a hood and pouch. Maybe we love the way hoodies accent our svelte figures, maybe we really enjoy repping our teams/sports/etc, or maybe we just really like being able to throw something on that is comfy and alleviates our need to suck-in because of the adorable potato sack shape. Who knows? Either way, we have an extensive collection of all things hoodie. There's really no convenient way to store these wardrobe monstrosities, either. I mean, EACH ONE takes up an entire drawer if you fold them. Also, I needed a place to store scarves so I could find them, since "under the bed or on top of the table" has become my most frequently played game, but it has never been my favorite. </div><div><br />
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</div><div>Step 1. Buy a shutter from Habitat for Humanity for $5. Yep. $5. That is a STEAL. LOVE it! </div><br />
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</div><div>Step 2. Figure out where to hang it and put screws/anchors in wall. I write all over everything when hanging stuff- thankfully, all my notes end up under whatever gets hung. </div><div><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">This makes me think of whenever there's a children's activity described on TV and they say, "Ask a grown up to help!"</td></tr>
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</div><div>Step 4. Attach hooks for hanging scarves, jackets, etc. </div><div><br />
</div><div>Step 5. Take oldest child to Target for the 2nd time today to get more hooks. Realize they no longer make the same chrome hooks as you have already put on the stupid shutter. Concede to using brushed nickel and dare anyone to say somethin! </div><div><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">This dog is ferocious. You've been warned. </td></tr>
</tbody></table><div>Step 6. Hang the dang thing & finish putting hookers on!</div><div><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Have a grown up help with this part, too, Kids! </td></tr>
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</div><div>Step 7. Decorate accordingly. BAM! </div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">YAY! Now they can all cuddle and keep each other warm until I need them!<br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">Well, that and </div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #274e13;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">G<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow;">O</span> P<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow;">A</span>C<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow;">K</span>E<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow;">R</span>S<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow;">!</span>!<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow;">!</span> </span></span></div><div><br />
</div><div><div style="text-align: center;">♥ <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;">EM</span></span></span></div><div><br />
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</div></div></div></div>Emily Machttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13384421766668732286noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3130192984746479136.post-9795398159726774742012-01-07T22:01:00.002-06:002012-01-07T22:20:38.428-06:00Twenty-Oh-Twelve<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">That's right. Twenty-oh-twelve. That's what I said.<br />
No, that's not what I call it... as far as you know.<br />
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By now, you have realized that I am an awesomely fantastic blog-updater, and you haven't missed a thing. Right? I mean, I update daily, so I don't know why you're making that face.<br />
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I haven't updated about how awesome my <a href="http://e-mckee.blogspot.com/2011/01/my-turn-101-in-1001.html">101 in 1001</a> is going (or about anything else at all) in a while, so I thought tonight would be a good time to do so! You are welcome. In advance.<br />
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After this update, I have completed 27% of my list (well, actually more, but I haven't blogged about the others, so I'm only counting 28/101 items) and I am 37.3% through my 1001 days. That's not too bad!<br />
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I have (since last update & strikethrough) completed the following:<br />
<b>#35. Spend time in California</b><br />
This was a LONG and EXCRUCIATING story. Basically, in October, D had a conference in Vegas (Yeah- 2 birds w/1 stone. #54.) and we flew out American Airlines. Our layover was in LAX, and our plane had to be rerouted due to bad weather... so we- and 10 other people- were stranded in LS for 16 hours. I thought- LET'S GO TO THE BEACH!!! So we hopped in a cab to Santa Monica at 10:30pm and went to a bar by the pier. I'm not counting this as #1. Visit the Beach because I did not get sandy. haha<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">A picture from our bench in Santa Monica... where we sat. and froze. waiting for a cab at 1:30 am on a Tuesday. Because we're smart. </td></tr>
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<b>#38. Build a fire pit</b><br />
This is interesting. Basically, here's how it goes.<br />
- Step 1. Buy way too many concrete blocks<br />
- Step 2. stack them in a square<br />
- Step 3. Light stuff on fire inside of said square<br />
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<b>#41. Buy (and successfully wear) flat boots</b><br />
I don't know that anything else needs to be said. I bought flat boots. I look cute in them. :)<br />
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<b>#47. Get a new TV for our LR</b><br />
For Thanksgiving, I bought us a new 51" giant tv. It is beautiful. I don't have any pictures of it, so you'll need to come see it yourself! Yay!<br />
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<b>#51. Build seating area around fire pit</b><br />
You know how I said "Buy way too many concrete blocks"?<br />
The "too many" is what I made 2 benches out of. They aren't permanent. But I'm counting 'em!<br />
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<b>#54. Go back to Reno or Vegas</b><br />
It was uhm... an experience. That's what I'll call it. It was interesting. D had to go for work, so I tagged along. We got stranded in LA for half of the trip, but I made the most of it! <br />
Some pictures:<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">View from our floor... SIGH</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The View from our ROOM! Thanks Planet Hollywood for the complimentary upgrade! ♥ </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Holy MOLY our room was sweet! The thing you see on the far side- that's a WALL of a WINDOW with a remote controlled screen/blind thingie that rolled up on command. I felt like such a poor person because I found this so exciting. hahahah </td></tr>
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<b>#61. Get a new mattress/box springs</b><br />
King. Size. Bed.<br />
That's right- I can sleep with my husband in the same bed and NEVER EVEN TOUCH HIM. Not that I want that... but I kinda do sometimes. You know. We're both wild sleepers. This thing is amazing. I'll post pictures of it one day. That way you can see how pretty our bed is with the headboard. :)<br />
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<b>#76. Put a desk (of sorts) in the office</b><br />
Another thing I need to post a picture of is this DESK! I have 2 baby filing cabinets (the 2-drawer ones) and for Christmas, my brother gave me a giant piece of granite!!! It's BEAUTIFUL! and lays perfectly across the 2 cabinets to make a desk.<br />
I. Love. It.<br />
Makes me want new countertops... hmm...<br />
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There are some more that I don't think I've updated, but I'm just going to mark them out anyway.<br />
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Also: I'm counting <b>#93</b> as complete as well. For Christmas, D's dad got Carmen and Tini Packers Cheerleader uniforms. I'm using those as their new outfits. SO CUTE!<br />
They're really short, so the girls look a little slutty.. but we all knew that about them all along.<br />
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And now I'm sleepy. That's all I have time/energy to update about tonight. Maybe more this next week... or next month. You never know! I like to keep you guessing!<br />
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Enjoy!<br />
♥ EM<br />
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</div>Emily Machttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13384421766668732286noreply@blogger.com0