tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37539246223785792962024-03-05T17:59:22.031-07:00A little bit of MeDenisehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06220140722064481457noreply@blogger.comBlogger21125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3753924622378579296.post-26180234712553671782009-08-09T10:39:00.000-06:002009-08-09T10:40:07.376-06:00Blog CandyCheck this out:<br /><br /><a href="http://priscillastyles.blogspot.com/2009/07/this-blog-candy-post-will-stay-at-top.html">http://priscillastyles.blogspot.com/2009/07/this-blog-candy-post-will-stay-at-top.html</a><br /><br />YOu only have until August 14th!Denisehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06220140722064481457noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3753924622378579296.post-53016456624487171852009-07-28T21:39:00.001-06:002009-07-28T21:40:16.296-06:00Link for Blog giveaway!Hey, check out this great blog for a great giveaway!!<br /><br /><a href="http://keepsakesbymelissa.blogspot.com/">http://keepsakesbymelissa.blogspot.com/</a>Denisehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06220140722064481457noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3753924622378579296.post-73492602781966856922009-05-04T09:33:00.000-06:002009-05-04T09:33:00.630-06:00Bead Oasis ShowJust a short time ago, I went to Calgary with a friend to the Bead Oasis Show.<br /><br />It was smaller than I had expected, but we managed to spend some money.<br /><br />I bought a bead kit, for the most beautiful bracelet. I will post a photo as soon as I get the bracelet finished. I am going to display it in my sewing room in case some of my Brides are in the market for some more jewellry!!Denisehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06220140722064481457noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3753924622378579296.post-90304357467176031282009-04-30T09:28:00.000-06:002009-04-30T09:28:00.500-06:00Skiing<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiz7CBbD8MCOwuxeZ6VBQKqRA79fH27T8M3cvOfYCndnaAotiMoYdYbaXYx7jrKWQOxf3hYJ3tCOuOfXkD54aVuW8PTnPecRipGbQZGexVWOlAlv-hPs2t3SsxH8FL6B9qRmT0FF05DjOes/s1600-h/P2213255.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327539183867144258" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiz7CBbD8MCOwuxeZ6VBQKqRA79fH27T8M3cvOfYCndnaAotiMoYdYbaXYx7jrKWQOxf3hYJ3tCOuOfXkD54aVuW8PTnPecRipGbQZGexVWOlAlv-hPs2t3SsxH8FL6B9qRmT0FF05DjOes/s200/P2213255.jpg" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbsXlww43lABj6R3KSDa9kurJjTf4xiGDJxB197LJ4CGRKDIltUgZgiJQk-rCq8tMrVoiJBSCmrpWpqMGjrXo86gBd6RgGUO899kMAzi7TX1BfC0KVLa-Vpq_PyUhCeC14yWZnCqAAtxBQ/s1600-h/P2223260.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327539182401972978" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbsXlww43lABj6R3KSDa9kurJjTf4xiGDJxB197LJ4CGRKDIltUgZgiJQk-rCq8tMrVoiJBSCmrpWpqMGjrXo86gBd6RgGUO899kMAzi7TX1BfC0KVLa-Vpq_PyUhCeC14yWZnCqAAtxBQ/s200/P2223260.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><div>I have never been much of a skiier. Growing up near Saskatchewan didn't leave us alot of slopes! But, my husband is a skiier, and so are our children. So I have been learning. </div><br /><br /><div>We spent a weekend in Panorama, British Columbia before ski season ended. We loved it.</div><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><div>I would love to own a place there, and spend every other weekend out there all year round!</div><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><div>I didnt go off the bunny hill, but I enjoyed myself. The kids loved the cable car down to the Village, and they spent all thier time on the hill, or in the hot tub! While coming down the hill one afternoon, my husband and youngest daughter had a close encounter with a Moose and her baby! They both thought it was pretty cool.</div></div>Denisehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06220140722064481457noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3753924622378579296.post-43599877196540254992009-04-27T09:25:00.002-06:002009-04-27T09:25:00.940-06:00Bad Hair day!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLT6A2jcVhpCd5uXEPHpvCfYiT0-H9wDhaAUbLfg85lMpWneT8q8b6o7FPdXj8a_UJ_7naMpQ3O1kwMJ_9RlOSpHLbszXwk-U6iitPqGDW8SKumItNNUepNYhsrcfYA88hYglf06PVzd8V/s1600-h/P3313296.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327537881420494498" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLT6A2jcVhpCd5uXEPHpvCfYiT0-H9wDhaAUbLfg85lMpWneT8q8b6o7FPdXj8a_UJ_7naMpQ3O1kwMJ_9RlOSpHLbszXwk-U6iitPqGDW8SKumItNNUepNYhsrcfYA88hYglf06PVzd8V/s200/P3313296.jpg" /></a><br /><div>It was Crazy hair day at school for my youngest daughter. She got right into the spirit of things, and this is what she looked like when she left for school. When she got home, I threw her in the shower, and used half a bottle of conditioner to get the tangles out! She loved it!</div>Denisehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06220140722064481457noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3753924622378579296.post-69181103738606129792009-04-23T09:23:00.002-06:002009-04-23T09:23:00.635-06:00My Parents<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvHeWmUnH8DPT49iR7QDzFsR1use1i7XqNtB9Nsjm9RBDXl2jeX1ym_00nyASeB-4a5hcIsAHn3cLDb0b7LSIR7KuMEers1LeYtNTU8Hv5OLG-n086qSZXEoAQadm8FAvL97FCLYTMJelG/s1600-h/IMG_0228.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327537255771700002" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvHeWmUnH8DPT49iR7QDzFsR1use1i7XqNtB9Nsjm9RBDXl2jeX1ym_00nyASeB-4a5hcIsAHn3cLDb0b7LSIR7KuMEers1LeYtNTU8Hv5OLG-n086qSZXEoAQadm8FAvL97FCLYTMJelG/s200/IMG_0228.jpg" /></a><br /><div>My mom and dad stopped in on thier way home from a holiday in the US. They drove to Pheonix, then flew to Mexico to board a Panama Canal Cruise. The kids love to see them, and they are always doing goofy stuff!!</div>Denisehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06220140722064481457noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3753924622378579296.post-86207766814618479972009-04-22T09:16:00.004-06:002009-04-22T09:23:13.762-06:00Sorry! Renos Happened!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVVOPznOhWGHsU3exIsqBtr6aNeeTiiwx0aedhLopuT6vMrBxhl5j0DjQSuOATMZqA7XrQS22Q6lIcmneYdWhK6duhTZznNYisl2xqQx-eos8JLkKmBeOr7vMKaYvjalV1KlGW0lKqKGA6/s1600-h/P3053272.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327536606153907250" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVVOPznOhWGHsU3exIsqBtr6aNeeTiiwx0aedhLopuT6vMrBxhl5j0DjQSuOATMZqA7XrQS22Q6lIcmneYdWhK6duhTZznNYisl2xqQx-eos8JLkKmBeOr7vMKaYvjalV1KlGW0lKqKGA6/s200/P3053272.jpg" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4A5riPUdwcvZwZyARjph2N1L1hEkpOopd4sMCxLzPGZUhFIgAU5re1N5NAU_UCMI-oza3PB0Esu2SqcpMEdvaF-U_wUwLIBEO2h2TA4RuhYQM4Cxlv3RwO0ctoqPy8gDyZWU4PyJEjq_i/s1600-h/IMG_0219.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327536605048678322" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4A5riPUdwcvZwZyARjph2N1L1hEkpOopd4sMCxLzPGZUhFIgAU5re1N5NAU_UCMI-oza3PB0Esu2SqcpMEdvaF-U_wUwLIBEO2h2TA4RuhYQM4Cxlv3RwO0ctoqPy8gDyZWU4PyJEjq_i/s200/IMG_0219.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><div>I have been AWOL for a while. Life just seems to get in the way! We have been doing some renovations on our house. The renovations are complete now, but things are still not all put away. These are the before photos, I will show you some after ones, when I get them taken!</div></div>Denisehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06220140722064481457noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3753924622378579296.post-84588792080037625082009-02-02T08:38:00.001-07:002009-02-02T08:38:00.567-07:00How True!!!???<table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"><tbody><tr><td style="COLOR: #eeeeee" align="middle"><span style="font-size:+0;"><strong>You Are 16% Control Freak</strong></span></td></tr><tr><td bgcolor="#ffffff"><center><img height="100" src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/areyouacontrolfreakquiz/control-1.jpg" width="100" /></center><span style="color:#000000;">There's no way you're a control freak. You're totally laid back - and able to take life as it comes.<br />While you definitely have a healthy mental attitude, don't get suckered into letting someone control you.</span></td></tr></tbody></table><div align="center"><a href="http://www.blogthings.com/"></div></a>Denisehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06220140722064481457noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3753924622378579296.post-71286075917619301602009-01-30T08:33:00.000-07:002009-01-30T08:33:03.266-07:00<table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"><tbody><tr><td align="middle" bg style="color:#eeeeee;"><br /><span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: blackfont-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" ><br /><strong>You Are a Messenger</strong><br /></span></td></tr><br /><tr><td bgcolor="#ffffff"><br /><center><img height="100" src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatsyourmedievalprofessionquiz/messenger.jpg" width="100" /></center><br /><span style="color:#000000;"><br />You are a great communicator and quite persuasive too.<br /><br />And to be honest, your also a bit of a gossip. You like to know what's going on with people.<br /><br /><br /><br />You can deliver almost any message to anyone, and they'll take it better coming from you.<br /><br />In modern times, you would make a good journalist or diplomat.<br /></span></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><div align="center"><a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyourmedievalprofessionquiz/">What's Your Medieval Profession?</a></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">For those of you who know me... what do you think?</div>Denisehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06220140722064481457noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3753924622378579296.post-84947910148698052762009-01-29T08:27:00.002-07:002009-01-29T08:27:01.026-07:00Page from Disneyworld<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcx2xK6HfMRYmnVrZOHdg4Xu6jqZ7-aUdPJRD6hviasfKh-qtgQ3TmT_tjNS-KepAA73G4y2yA8L_QZlUp3LzCDmc5KRXDxCJgkgSBbLvTmT4ybuAvhSBHmCeoLjAz8pVEzejyJFqZbj7_/s1600-h/alltogether+-+Page+047.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295996614477592546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcx2xK6HfMRYmnVrZOHdg4Xu6jqZ7-aUdPJRD6hviasfKh-qtgQ3TmT_tjNS-KepAA73G4y2yA8L_QZlUp3LzCDmc5KRXDxCJgkgSBbLvTmT4ybuAvhSBHmCeoLjAz8pVEzejyJFqZbj7_/s200/alltogether+-+Page+047.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>I absolutley loved this photo. I couldnt wait to show you!</div>Denisehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06220140722064481457noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3753924622378579296.post-20414740358864644542009-01-28T08:23:00.000-07:002009-01-28T08:23:00.882-07:00OK, how true is this?!!!<br /><br /><br /><br /><br />My wife sat down on the couch next to me as I was flipping channels. She asked, 'What's on TV?'<br />I said, 'Dust.'<br />And then the fight started...<br />------------ --------- --------- --------- --------- --------- ------- My wife was hinting about what she wanted for our upcoming anniversary. She said, 'I want something shiny that goes from 0 to 150 in about 3 seconds.'<br />I bought her a scale.<br />And then the fight started...<br />------------ --------- --------- --------- --------- --------- ------- When I got home last night, my wife demanded that I take her someplace expensive... so, I took her to a gas station.<br />And then the fight started...<br />------------ --------- --------- --------- --------- --------- ------- After retiring, I went to the Social Security office to apply for Social Security. The woman behind the counter asked me for my driver's license to verify my age. I looked in my pockets and realized I had left my wallet at home. I told the woman that I was very sorry, but I would have to go home and come back later.<br />The woman said, 'Unbutton your shirt'. So I opened my shirt revealing my curly silver hair. She said, 'That silver hair on your chest is proof enough for me' and she processed my Social Security application.<br />When I got home, I excitedly told my wife about my experience at the Social Security office.<br />She said, 'You should have dropped your pants. You might have gotten disability, too.'<br />And then the fight started...<br />------------ --------- --------- --------- --------- --------- ------- My wife and I were sitting at a table at my high school reunion, and I kept staring at a drunken lady swigging her drink as she sat alone at a nearby table.<br />My wife asked, 'Do you know her?'<br />'Yes,' I sighed, 'She's my old girlfriend. I understand she took to drinking right after we split up those many years ago, and I hear she hasn't been sober since.'<br />'My God!' says my wife, 'who would think a person could go on celebrating that long?'<br />And then the fight started...<br />------------ --------- --------- --------- --------- --------- -------<br />I took my wife to a restaurant. The waiter, for some reason, took my order first.<br />"I'll have the strip steak, medium rare, please."<br />He said, "Aren't you worried about the mad cow?""<br />Nah, she can order for herself."<br />And then the fight started...<br />------------ --------- --------- ---<br />A woman is standing nude, looking in the bedroom mirror.<br />She is not happy with what she sees and says to her husband, 'I feel horrible; I look old, fat and ugly.<br />I really need you to pay me a compliment.'<br />The husband replies, 'Your eyesight's damn near perfect.'<br />And then the fight started.....<br />------------ --------- --------- ------<br />I tried to talk my wife into buying a case of Miller Light for $14.95.<br />Instead, she bought a jar of cold cream for $7.95.<br />I told her the beer would make her look better at night than the cold cream.<br />And then the fight started....<br />------------ --------- --------- --------- ----- My wife asked me if a certain dress made her butt look big. I told her not as much as the dress she wore yesterday<br />and then the fight started.....<br />------------ --------- --------- --------- ------ A man and a woman were asleep like two innocent babies.<br />Suddenly, at 3 o'clock in the morning, a loud noise came from outside.<br />The woman, bewildered, jumped up from the bed and yelled at the man 'Holy crap. That must be my husband!'<br />So the man jumped out of the bed; scared and naked jumped out the window. He smashed himself on the ground, ran through a thorn bush and to his car as fast as he could go.<br />A few minutes later he returned and went up to the bedroom and screamed at the woman, 'I AM your husband!'<br />The woman yelled back, 'Yeah, then why were you running?'<br />And then the fight started.....<br />------------ --------- --------- --------- --------- ---- Saturday morning I got up early, quietly dressed, made my lunch, grabbed the dog, and slipped quietly into the garage.<br />I hooked up the boat up to the truck, and proceeded to back out into a torrential downpour.<br />The wind was blowing 50 mph, so I pulled back into the garage, turned on the radio, and discovered that the weather would be bad all day.<br />I went back into the house, quietly undressed, and slipped back into bed.<br />I cuddled up to my wife's back, now with a different anticipation, and whispered, 'The weather out there is terrible.'<br />My loving wife of 10 years replied, 'Can you believe my stupid husband is out fishing in that?'<br />And then the fight started ...<br />------------ --------- --------- --------- --------- ---- I asked my wife, "Where do you want to go for our anniversary?<br />It warmed my heart to see her face melt in sweet appreciation. "Somewhere I haven't been in a long time!" she said.<br />So I suggested, "How about the kitchen?"<br />And that's when the fight started....<br />-------------------------------------------------------------------<br />My wife and I are watching Who Wants To Be A Millionaire while we were in bed. I turned to her and said, "Do you want to have sex?"<br />"No," she answered.<br />I then said, "Is that your final answer?"<br />She didn't even look at me this time, simply saying "Yes."<br />So I said, "Then I'd like to phone a friend."<br />And that's when the fight started....Denisehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06220140722064481457noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3753924622378579296.post-68655152341261514102009-01-27T08:03:00.007-07:002009-01-27T08:18:03.681-07:00I CREATED!!!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1VVQbv9jnOAM_9UGFiijMTxGC6jTvT7s7swLdNsnnCDpSrWx2OEKUQmsdITYJ6Mylu6a_L03YyOE5SlyP9YuWoM2PE9WuSlkBbf8Z0-xHqRC4ghs2qdLXilqKYD_TtLDJ-DYepG1GSE5s/s1600-h/P1273201.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295992735039471618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1VVQbv9jnOAM_9UGFiijMTxGC6jTvT7s7swLdNsnnCDpSrWx2OEKUQmsdITYJ6Mylu6a_L03YyOE5SlyP9YuWoM2PE9WuSlkBbf8Z0-xHqRC4ghs2qdLXilqKYD_TtLDJ-DYepG1GSE5s/s200/P1273201.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsRa1NEiARetVxh9WVRTFdp5bXJEbn4MpTb4JGstOtXZSQfDP_FCPYaRW2Nz94wfddfj56u_Rla0s1FkOtRVjIRT-ysMUatKaXvAYR2O5ozo2Fme15y2qqbIT5k05ZR1BOyUUO6oS79lsd/s1600-h/P1273200.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295992731740438274" style="DISPLAY: block; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwQoJis95tDwbJ_TldYX6fn574KMYYuEAt2w8GixUWvq5DYKsPRP7afeBMJ2fIlcaw-vVZ9AGRl51-wG8kRr6f7IwudE91SA1PGRUogAD-dJZu-QPrAmAkJl6MBbamg7CPxCXs5EMKy4Is/s320/P1273192.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhUZFq7CM0un8j_p_B1K0qzgaMrAvKCcnJq6yN04J3ess9CWuAEVKeYJ18J-GkfWWpFGNuSmzeoBjhBVa420oNRTcFYDCLGuWHRvXmP4jW-XiYhTQ5tqzKPzYoleaRLnLxAdkkDqs2Z_xh/s1600-h/P1273191.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295990442195893490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhUZFq7CM0un8j_p_B1K0qzgaMrAvKCcnJq6yN04J3ess9CWuAEVKeYJ18J-GkfWWpFGNuSmzeoBjhBVa420oNRTcFYDCLGuWHRvXmP4jW-XiYhTQ5tqzKPzYoleaRLnLxAdkkDqs2Z_xh/s320/P1273191.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div>Hi there. I am soo sorry about my absence. Life has been busy!</div><br /><div></div><div>I made this little box yesterday. I am donating it to the school for a silent auction for the Band students. I recyled a PaperTrey Ink box to hold the cards. I think it turned out pretty cute!</div>These are the cards that I put in the box, minus one, missed it!! All are blank, but pretty cute! It holds 10 cards and envelopes! </div><div></div><br /><div>Thanks for looking!<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Denisehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06220140722064481457noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3753924622378579296.post-91002624004084077022008-10-17T08:56:00.003-06:002008-10-17T09:01:58.484-06:00My struggleWell, weight has always seemed to be an issue for me. I always considered myself fat when I was a kid. Looking back now, I wasnt fat, but the girls in the class always told me I was, so guess what I believed. Since having kids, and being married for so long, my weight has slowly crept up. When I got pregnant with my girls, I was 174 lbs each time. With both girls I hit 204lbs the day I had them. In September, I hit 202 lbs. WOW!! Talk about a shocker!! So I started Weight Watchers. After 5 weeks on program and 6 weigh ins, I am down 10.2 lbs. I am not finding it to be a struggle with this plan, portion control, and not denying myself all my favorites (bread!) seems to be working. A few years ago, I did the Curves plan, and really enjoyed it. I lost 25 lbs and kept it off a long time, but it slowly crept back. I tried to start it again, a few times, but had trouble getting motivated. Weight Watchers seems to be easier. I will keep you posted as things change.<br />Hug the ones you love!Denisehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06220140722064481457noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3753924622378579296.post-82495803266694760392008-10-14T21:42:00.001-06:002008-10-14T21:42:01.288-06:00<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFJFhoUcfjcj7vOv9_Lxjgi07gI3dv_5oc6trAYuzbwPeJ2t6TtKg8V5ER83FsfjRP93iXJUplONn8JsrxqXEzGCowPlq3L1lMoMsAJIbUTEofxKEO6ROdz3NyXCoiJmflEn6EbsCS5tzG/s1600-h/PA133071.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256850291247947218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFJFhoUcfjcj7vOv9_Lxjgi07gI3dv_5oc6trAYuzbwPeJ2t6TtKg8V5ER83FsfjRP93iXJUplONn8JsrxqXEzGCowPlq3L1lMoMsAJIbUTEofxKEO6ROdz3NyXCoiJmflEn6EbsCS5tzG/s320/PA133071.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrOgzV-TSvu8wqACi8qx7VCx0UNjESl7rc5n0hAUeDoTvimltjqzkDvnU-EH5cEvMMs9hX4uvErQxyXCDlCpYM_FMXkDAOXcIv45MAOuBIzKHSCtbwQI9uBwuP8I35SrM9SxMINHoHfQ_p/s1600-h/PA133070.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256850296448985746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrOgzV-TSvu8wqACi8qx7VCx0UNjESl7rc5n0hAUeDoTvimltjqzkDvnU-EH5cEvMMs9hX4uvErQxyXCDlCpYM_FMXkDAOXcIv45MAOuBIzKHSCtbwQI9uBwuP8I35SrM9SxMINHoHfQ_p/s320/PA133070.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />I made this bracelet a couple weeks back, while in Edmonton with my Mom and my kids. I thought it was really pretty and hope to make some more. Silver findings, multi colored pearls and Swarovski Crystals! My kids and my mom made one too. A lady from Toronto was doing a make and take of this. Her pattern, not mine! Can you see the possibilities?Denisehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06220140722064481457noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3753924622378579296.post-71354784561977451162008-10-13T21:36:00.004-06:002008-10-13T21:41:45.884-06:00Enjoy every moment<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1ORSlvE9EYYmqk5oK5UChly0yYmIpp0p_dSi5H55_LXOqDIVnQdLW-wHnjNJWFXVXKbAsAOL4YlZddynvfj7Uuo7jWuoEUcQI6PnbEcx3AT476qtTAf5uCeMOCOJMtfJ4itXym_PSUb9j/s1600-h/PA063069.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1ORSlvE9EYYmqk5oK5UChly0yYmIpp0p_dSi5H55_LXOqDIVnQdLW-wHnjNJWFXVXKbAsAOL4YlZddynvfj7Uuo7jWuoEUcQI6PnbEcx3AT476qtTAf5uCeMOCOJMtfJ4itXym_PSUb9j/s320/PA063069.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256849233830545186" /></a><br />I made this card for a girl who placed her first CM order ever with me. She is starting to work on her scrapbook for her daughter. I wanted to let her know that it counted as a workshop and that she had hostess credit with me, so made her this card. I used a SU stamp set, and preprinted cards from Michaels. What a quick card!! Hug the ones you love, and Happy Thanksgiving!!Denisehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06220140722064481457noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3753924622378579296.post-87789242629754556602008-10-10T12:45:00.002-06:002008-10-10T12:51:30.169-06:00Recipe for DeniseHi everyone, I do have a card to show you, and a bracelet. I hope to have time to update soon. My life seems to be on a speed train right now! Talk to you soon. Have a very Happy Thanksgiving! Hug the ones you love!<br /><br /><br /><table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2><tr><td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center><br /><font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'><br /><strong>The Recipe For Denise</strong><br /></font></td></tr><br /><tr><td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"><br /><center><img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatstherecipeforyourpersonalityquiz/drink.gif" height="100" width="100"></center><br /><font color="#000000"><br />3 parts Flirtation<br /><br />2 parts Naughtiness<br /><br />1 part Happiness<br /><br /><br /><br />Splash of Pizzazz<br /><br /><br /><br />Sip slowly on the beach<br /></font></td></tr></table><br /><div align="center"><a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatstherecipeforyourpersonalityquiz/">What's the Recipe for Your Personality?</a></div>Denisehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06220140722064481457noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3753924622378579296.post-52476690885708251302008-09-26T22:39:00.001-06:002008-09-26T22:41:17.232-06:00What Denise means<table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2><tr><td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center><br /><font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'><br /><strong>What Denise Means</strong><br /></font></td></tr><br /><tr><td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"><br /><center><img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatsyournameshiddenmeaningquiz/name.gif" height="100" width="100"></center><br /><font color="#000000"><br />You are balanced, orderly, and organized. You like your ducks in a row.<br /><br />You are powerful and competent, especially in the workplace.<br /><br />People can see you as stubborn and headstrong. You definitely have a dominant personality.<br /><br /><br /><br />You are friendly, charming, and warm. You get along with almost everyone.<br /><br />You work hard not to rock the boat. Your easy going attitude brings people together.<br /><br />At times, you can be a little flaky and irresponsible. But for the important things, you pull it together.<br /><br /><br /><br />You are very intuitive and wise. You understand the world better than most people.<br /><br />You also have a very active imagination. You often get carried away with your thoughts.<br /><br />You are prone to a little paranoia and jealousy. You sometimes go overboard in interpreting signals.<br /><br /><br /><br />You tend to be pretty tightly wound. It's easy to get you excited... which can be a good or bad thing.<br /><br />You have a lot of enthusiasm, but it fades rather quickly. You don't stick with any one thing for very long.<br /><br />You have the drive to accomplish a lot in a short amount of time. Your biggest problem is making sure you finish the projects you start.<br /><br /><br /><br />You are the total package - suave, sexy, smart, and strong.<br /><br />You have the whole world under your spell, and you can influence almost everyone you know.<br /><br />You don't always resist your urges to crush the weak. Just remember, they don't have as much going for them as you do.<br /></font></td></tr></table><br /><div align="center"><a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyournameshiddenmeaningquiz/">What's Your Name's Hidden Meaning?</a></div><br />Sometimes these things are accurate... anyone that knows me, what do you think?Denisehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06220140722064481457noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3753924622378579296.post-90872023342383252922008-09-25T19:24:00.004-06:002008-09-25T19:44:37.182-06:00PaperTrey sympathy<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEieXGchlqvmV7iTapKGvhFdM-CUPAqtvGfD7RIgmzmtIBMaxX8eUH53tCynjZvdzT83ODxF7JAR7amUS4eX95UcZEEnG82KVwomx_qMKB-I5efSIJMiiDeyrrF9rlsh-E9siU5xOk50lghM/s1600-h/P3191185.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250135599319629970" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEieXGchlqvmV7iTapKGvhFdM-CUPAqtvGfD7RIgmzmtIBMaxX8eUH53tCynjZvdzT83ODxF7JAR7amUS4eX95UcZEEnG82KVwomx_qMKB-I5efSIJMiiDeyrrF9rlsh-E9siU5xOk50lghM/s320/P3191185.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><br /><p>I made this card for my good friend who lost her dad. the card base is craft, corner rounded on all corners. Then a layer of black, also corner rounded. I put the top layer of craft through the cuttlebug with the swirls folder. I only dit the top and bottom of it by inserting each side in the cuttlebug. Then I used the Scor-Pal to creat the lines across the center. I added the dots with the white gel pen from SU. The ovals are punched with the SU oval punches, stamped with Papertrey and dotted with the gel pen. Very simple, but I love it. She did too! </p><p>Hug the ones you love!</p>Denisehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06220140722064481457noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3753924622378579296.post-90699868587844721752008-09-24T10:45:00.005-06:002008-09-24T11:00:18.540-06:00Papertrey<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixp6SZihore9wWsiZy8YYOV_YXu7g-hp32rQV5QQq7xUq0ASEqJd1I3BCefDdMTgZSzcTWySJ_AE7-rYC-8BO5Sunbuw_41GwC9hy23YEwSfwTQMCnezLv8vPN_hYCPQ0uYxWDG40Ql7e3/s1600-h/P3111146.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249631137793417570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixp6SZihore9wWsiZy8YYOV_YXu7g-hp32rQV5QQq7xUq0ASEqJd1I3BCefDdMTgZSzcTWySJ_AE7-rYC-8BO5Sunbuw_41GwC9hy23YEwSfwTQMCnezLv8vPN_hYCPQ0uYxWDG40Ql7e3/s320/P3111146.JPG" border="0" /></a> I made these projects a while ago for some friends. This is a box, filled with decorated peppermint patties, that I made for an anniversary gift for my friend Sasha. I used Papertrey Sweet love set, and Out on a limb and paired it with purely pomegranite ribbon and paper from SU, with a regal rose accent. The clear box is a re-purposed stamp box from Paper trey. Sorry about the poor photo. I took it in the truck, seconds before giving it to my girlfriend.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigeyUfMRZ_wjGsDJXpA2zorQcwaaLTsQf7263S4NroH6_a-_QewiXzqfqDyjTPj3F4_i_DFWxejwooD0JY6-QisOOR3ARnN8hiCsqtpC7jW7umeqbB52simFhYUtKIr0oZqelE9YZLJdOH/s1600-h/P3171184.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249631146891810754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigeyUfMRZ_wjGsDJXpA2zorQcwaaLTsQf7263S4NroH6_a-_QewiXzqfqDyjTPj3F4_i_DFWxejwooD0JY6-QisOOR3ARnN8hiCsqtpC7jW7umeqbB52simFhYUtKIr0oZqelE9YZLJdOH/s320/P3171184.JPG" border="0" /></a> Thise card I made using Allie Miles stamp set from PaperTrey called Shapes by Design. The beauty of clear stamps is the ability to line them up perfectly. I loved the way that it looked like a beaded curtain or fringe. Again, I used regal rose and pomegranite from SU. I also used SU's Build a brad for the accents. I gave this to my girlfriend Teresa, who is also Alli's SIL.<br />Thanks for looking, and hug someone you love!<br /><div> </div>Denisehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06220140722064481457noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3753924622378579296.post-40541543211488314072008-09-23T12:00:00.000-06:002008-09-23T12:11:42.582-06:00Disney world<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghxg9CbfDEBxWkmpqR2KHD_N3frXrHYhcKFowNcJ06MQ-cvpwzklTjnX-ub2whPL2bIBkfQRTG1Lo1GA-3w2TDeWrL_Ci6c4Od1T8Jf5s-PA60ILIc_JgHmEqel8wuoRS0HPrjtydVbrss/s1600-h/mom+disneyworldferry+-+Page+063.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249280937891643410" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghxg9CbfDEBxWkmpqR2KHD_N3frXrHYhcKFowNcJ06MQ-cvpwzklTjnX-ub2whPL2bIBkfQRTG1Lo1GA-3w2TDeWrL_Ci6c4Od1T8Jf5s-PA60ILIc_JgHmEqel8wuoRS0HPrjtydVbrss/s320/mom+disneyworldferry+-+Page+063.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>This is the latest page I have finished for my Disneyworld scrapbook page. All the digital embellishments are from Creative Memories. It is a 12x12 layout. I used the Creative Memories Story book creator to make the page. I find the program really easy to use for a beginner. If you are interested in the program, please go to <a href="http://www.creativememories.ca/">http://www.creativememories.ca/</a>. If you order, please feel free to put my name in as consultant!!</div>Denisehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06220140722064481457noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3753924622378579296.post-66766965151430711372008-09-23T11:05:00.000-06:002008-09-23T11:08:20.538-06:00Just getting startedWell, I am just getting started on this, after a long time of thinking about it. I love looking at others blogs, and getting their ideas, so I am going to diary some of the things I do. Dont expect this to be a daily update. Just when I have time, and with 2 kids, a husband, my job and volunteerism, it may be a weekly thing! Thanks for reading!Denisehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06220140722064481457noreply@blogger.com0