<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6845932720711638645</id><updated>2011-12-06T06:20:46.131-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Karen Becker</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenkbecker.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6845932720711638645/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenkbecker.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Karen Becker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00220072470218669996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>30</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6845932720711638645.post-3993917098521523476</id><published>2009-07-28T14:58:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T15:08:32.590-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Kitchen</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Nkr7ose-Fk/Sm9ZQI0Wr1I/AAAAAAAAASA/1UayJFrruMc/s1600-h/kitchen+and+stuff+006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363603815001403218" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Nkr7ose-Fk/Sm9ZQI0Wr1I/AAAAAAAAASA/1UayJFrruMc/s320/kitchen+and+stuff+006.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ohmygosh I can't believe I haven't blogged since March!!  I have so much catching up to do, but right now I'm looking for some opinions for my kitchen.  Never mind my awful pics. lol  Here are pics of the new color red, white cabinets and the new off white floor.  The back splash is black and white tiles, painted over a few years ago from blue with gloss paint and sealer. You can see in the adjoining living room, that we are remodeling there also and that the walls are gold.  I am going to go about 2-3 shades darker with the gold.  I would like to coordinate the 2 rooms to kind of go together.  Any ideas for the window treatment and chair covers?  I love plaids and stripes, love to mix and match those.  How much of the gold should I bring into the kitchen without overdoing it??  Any ideas would be helpful!  Also, I put up a pic of the new bed Rick made us.  Isn't he talented??  He has made other furniture for us and I will get those pics ups some time.  Thanks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Nkr7ose-Fk/Sm9ZP20x0gI/AAAAAAAAAR4/Mfla3jpJXaE/s1600-h/kitchen+and+stuff+005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363603810171343362" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Nkr7ose-Fk/Sm9ZP20x0gI/AAAAAAAAAR4/Mfla3jpJXaE/s320/kitchen+and+stuff+005.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Nkr7ose-Fk/Sm9ZPfXvlII/AAAAAAAAARw/06QAtwt3_bI/s1600-h/kitchen+and+stuff+012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363603803875546242" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Nkr7ose-Fk/Sm9ZPfXvlII/AAAAAAAAARw/06QAtwt3_bI/s320/kitchen+and+stuff+012.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Nkr7ose-Fk/Sm9ZO0PgTEI/AAAAAAAAARo/4RysOXgSvjI/s1600-h/kitchen+and+stuff+002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363603792298265666" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Nkr7ose-Fk/Sm9ZO0PgTEI/AAAAAAAAARo/4RysOXgSvjI/s320/kitchen+and+stuff+002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6845932720711638645-3993917098521523476?l=karenkbecker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenkbecker.blogspot.com/feeds/3993917098521523476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6845932720711638645&amp;postID=3993917098521523476' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6845932720711638645/posts/default/3993917098521523476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6845932720711638645/posts/default/3993917098521523476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenkbecker.blogspot.com/2009/07/kitchen.html' title='Kitchen'/><author><name>Karen Becker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00220072470218669996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Nkr7ose-Fk/Sm9ZQI0Wr1I/AAAAAAAAASA/1UayJFrruMc/s72-c/kitchen+and+stuff+006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6845932720711638645.post-4339779292102977651</id><published>2009-03-21T14:12:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T14:25:11.160-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Rosalie!</title><content type='html'>Heres little Rosalie!  We adopted a 6 month old samoyed from Playing Again Sams here in WI.  She is just the sweetest little thing!  Very sweet, a bit shy right now, and likes to give kisses.  We picked her up in Appleton where she was being fostered by Andrea.  The two other dogs with her belong to Andrea.  They are actually relatives of our Chilly!  The bigger one, Teddy, looked so much like Chilly, I just couldn't believe it!  The little one, Chloe, her grandma was actually Chilly's mom.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Nkr7ose-Fk/ScU9VUXtVlI/AAAAAAAAARA/fc6lmfLnHt0/s1600-h/rosalie+009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315722371635435090" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Nkr7ose-Fk/ScU9VUXtVlI/AAAAAAAAARA/fc6lmfLnHt0/s320/rosalie+009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We named her Rosalie after a character in Twilight.  I know, we are groupies. :)  We are so happy to have her here.  Snowy is a little grumpy, but the 2 of them are actually side by side right now, chewing bones.  Its a very satisfying picture. :)  I'll post more pics later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Nkr7ose-Fk/ScU9VHfBSnI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/xWhCeO7JS9s/s1600-h/rosalie+006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315722368176441970" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Nkr7ose-Fk/ScU9VHfBSnI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/xWhCeO7JS9s/s320/rosalie+006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Nkr7ose-Fk/ScU9U6b6PGI/AAAAAAAAAQw/dNhGQEaVVyM/s1600-h/rosalie+003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315722364673735778" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Nkr7ose-Fk/ScU9U6b6PGI/AAAAAAAAAQw/dNhGQEaVVyM/s320/rosalie+003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6845932720711638645-4339779292102977651?l=karenkbecker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenkbecker.blogspot.com/feeds/4339779292102977651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6845932720711638645&amp;postID=4339779292102977651' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6845932720711638645/posts/default/4339779292102977651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6845932720711638645/posts/default/4339779292102977651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenkbecker.blogspot.com/2009/03/rosalie.html' title='Rosalie!'/><author><name>Karen Becker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00220072470218669996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Nkr7ose-Fk/ScU9VUXtVlI/AAAAAAAAARA/fc6lmfLnHt0/s72-c/rosalie+009.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6845932720711638645.post-7130808879215952585</id><published>2009-03-13T19:21:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T19:24:33.625-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://clothclaydolls.ning.com/"&gt;http://clothclaydolls.ning.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Nkr7ose-Fk/Sbr5Ht-OyFI/AAAAAAAAAQo/DQyPRK4WlSI/s1600-h/220badge2009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312832621431933010" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 220px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 220px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Nkr7ose-Fk/Sbr5Ht-OyFI/AAAAAAAAAQo/DQyPRK4WlSI/s320/220badge2009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://clothclaydolls.ning.com/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6845932720711638645-7130808879215952585?l=karenkbecker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenkbecker.blogspot.com/feeds/7130808879215952585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6845932720711638645&amp;postID=7130808879215952585' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6845932720711638645/posts/default/7130808879215952585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6845932720711638645/posts/default/7130808879215952585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenkbecker.blogspot.com/2009/03/httpclothclaydolls.html' title=''/><author><name>Karen Becker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00220072470218669996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Nkr7ose-Fk/Sbr5Ht-OyFI/AAAAAAAAAQo/DQyPRK4WlSI/s72-c/220badge2009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6845932720711638645.post-7401474104734067693</id><published>2009-02-25T16:47:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T16:55:11.484-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Anna's Chair</title><content type='html'>I got my pics backwards. This is a party favor box Jennifer wants to have on the tables at the wedding.  It has a hinge for the lid and the little flowers are raised.  We want to add something to it, like some kind of little place mat for it to sit on or something attached on top.  Any ideas from my creative friends??&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Nkr7ose-Fk/SaXLlNa-FXI/AAAAAAAAAQg/dO2FwOjOmfU/s1600-h/annas+chair+006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306871576044377458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Nkr7ose-Fk/SaXLlNa-FXI/AAAAAAAAAQg/dO2FwOjOmfU/s320/annas+chair+006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is the chair I made for my sister-in-law Anna's first baby.  I hope she likes it!  Its adapted to the chair from a pattern by Shirley Wilson of Ladybug Studios.  It was fun to make.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Nkr7ose-Fk/SaXLkt3HcNI/AAAAAAAAAQY/UAY7K19wOJI/s1600-h/annas+chair+003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306871567572496594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Nkr7ose-Fk/SaXLkt3HcNI/AAAAAAAAAQY/UAY7K19wOJI/s320/annas+chair+003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-Nkr7ose-Fk/SaXLkCDj4EI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/0vlYZs6risk/s1600-h/annas+chair+001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306871555813531714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-Nkr7ose-Fk/SaXLkCDj4EI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/0vlYZs6risk/s320/annas+chair+001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6845932720711638645-7401474104734067693?l=karenkbecker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenkbecker.blogspot.com/feeds/7401474104734067693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6845932720711638645&amp;postID=7401474104734067693' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6845932720711638645/posts/default/7401474104734067693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6845932720711638645/posts/default/7401474104734067693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenkbecker.blogspot.com/2009/02/annas-chair.html' title='Anna&apos;s Chair'/><author><name>Karen Becker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00220072470218669996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Nkr7ose-Fk/SaXLlNa-FXI/AAAAAAAAAQg/dO2FwOjOmfU/s72-c/annas+chair+006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6845932720711638645.post-6359231509570493290</id><published>2009-01-13T15:57:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T16:10:21.364-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Winter!</title><content type='html'>Here is the last picture I have of Chilly, on Christmas morning.  It's one of my favorites.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Nkr7ose-Fk/SW0QOIc4w7I/AAAAAAAAAQI/mxjDRfOYmw8/s1600-h/Winter+030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290902972203058098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Nkr7ose-Fk/SW0QOIc4w7I/AAAAAAAAAQI/mxjDRfOYmw8/s320/Winter+030.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is Snowy on Christmas morning.  "This is my pile of destroyed Christmas wrappings. Do not attempt to take them away from me"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Nkr7ose-Fk/SW0QNRygfCI/AAAAAAAAAQA/LAk-WYWpyto/s1600-h/Winter+016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290902957529791522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Nkr7ose-Fk/SW0QNRygfCI/AAAAAAAAAQA/LAk-WYWpyto/s320/Winter+016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Vanessa and I getting ready to walk the dogs.  Its about 3 weeks before Christmas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Nkr7ose-Fk/SW0QM3s7MWI/AAAAAAAAAP4/3Exv70tQdcU/s1600-h/Winter+001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290902950527054178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Nkr7ose-Fk/SW0QM3s7MWI/AAAAAAAAAP4/3Exv70tQdcU/s320/Winter+001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rick and I, dressed for dog walking in Wisconsin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Nkr7ose-Fk/SW0QMUO0JqI/AAAAAAAAAPw/8og0-oj6pIk/s1600-h/Winter+006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290902941005522594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Nkr7ose-Fk/SW0QMUO0JqI/AAAAAAAAAPw/8og0-oj6pIk/s320/Winter+006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All bundled up, ready to go! We get to feel like Randy, the little brother in "A Christmas Story".  "I can't put my arms downnnnnnn!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-Nkr7ose-Fk/SW0QLyPE34I/AAAAAAAAAPo/DqyZkzVsSA8/s1600-h/Winter+005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290902931879812994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-Nkr7ose-Fk/SW0QLyPE34I/AAAAAAAAAPo/DqyZkzVsSA8/s320/Winter+005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6845932720711638645-6359231509570493290?l=karenkbecker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenkbecker.blogspot.com/feeds/6359231509570493290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6845932720711638645&amp;postID=6359231509570493290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6845932720711638645/posts/default/6359231509570493290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6845932720711638645/posts/default/6359231509570493290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenkbecker.blogspot.com/2009/01/winter.html' title='Winter!'/><author><name>Karen Becker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00220072470218669996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Nkr7ose-Fk/SW0QOIc4w7I/AAAAAAAAAQI/mxjDRfOYmw8/s72-c/Winter+030.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6845932720711638645.post-4326374054278926780</id><published>2008-12-30T20:27:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T20:59:10.372-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Chilly Becker  1/25/01-12/26/08</title><content type='html'>On the day after Christmas, we had to put our 7 year old samoyed, Chilly, to sleep.  He had developed a lung condition over the past few months that accelerated 2 weeks before Christmas.  We consulted with a surgeon in Illinois, but the surgery was unbelievably expensive and there was no guarantee the surgery would be successful.  He was starting to struggle to breathe, so on Dec. 26th we made the agonizing decision to let him go.&lt;br /&gt;Chilly was such a sweet, loving boy.  Always happy to see anyone, ready to give kisses. Barking at the moon was a favorite past time, along with playing in the snow, stealing socks, greeting people on our walks, licking feet, and sleeping beside Samantha's bed at night. He was a big, beautiful samoyed whose parents were award winning show dogs.  He got us instead of awards glory, but I don't think he minded. :)  &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Nkr7ose-Fk/SVrajCPA0hI/AAAAAAAAAPg/1n-UFl9lvCU/s1600-h/Picture+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285777408102814226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Nkr7ose-Fk/SVrajCPA0hI/AAAAAAAAAPg/1n-UFl9lvCU/s320/Picture+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Chilly and his buddy Snowy.  Snowy is a bit lost without him. &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-Nkr7ose-Fk/SVraiqfIB0I/AAAAAAAAAPY/TpDhEGJlcLQ/s1600-h/198.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285777401727944514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-Nkr7ose-Fk/SVraiqfIB0I/AAAAAAAAAPY/TpDhEGJlcLQ/s320/198.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; An absolutely adorable pup!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-Nkr7ose-Fk/SVraiAgisbI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/QknwfyuD9k4/s1600-h/12-29-2008+02%3B09%3B50PM.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285777390459597234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 186px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-Nkr7ose-Fk/SVraiAgisbI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/QknwfyuD9k4/s320/12-29-2008+02%3B09%3B50PM.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at that mug!  This is him at 6 weeks old.  When we saw the size of his paws, we knew he was going to be huge!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Nkr7ose-Fk/SVrah3csBzI/AAAAAAAAAPI/z2dUSq0j9UI/s1600-h/little+chilly1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285777388027512626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 182px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Nkr7ose-Fk/SVrah3csBzI/AAAAAAAAAPI/z2dUSq0j9UI/s320/little+chilly1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good-bye Chilly.  We will love and miss you every day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Nkr7ose-Fk/SVrahnMtK-I/AAAAAAAAAPA/Er9z0LktTrE/s1600-h/look+im+a+hot+model.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285777383665511394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Nkr7ose-Fk/SVrahnMtK-I/AAAAAAAAAPA/Er9z0LktTrE/s320/look+im+a+hot+model.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6845932720711638645-4326374054278926780?l=karenkbecker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenkbecker.blogspot.com/feeds/4326374054278926780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6845932720711638645&amp;postID=4326374054278926780' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6845932720711638645/posts/default/4326374054278926780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6845932720711638645/posts/default/4326374054278926780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenkbecker.blogspot.com/2008/12/chilly-becker-12501-122608.html' title='Chilly Becker  1/25/01-12/26/08'/><author><name>Karen Becker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00220072470218669996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Nkr7ose-Fk/SVrajCPA0hI/AAAAAAAAAPg/1n-UFl9lvCU/s72-c/Picture+004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6845932720711638645.post-6216917241644119753</id><published>2008-12-19T10:40:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T10:55:18.068-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Stuff</title><content type='html'>Here is our Chilly, taking a snoozer near the tree.  The tree that still is not decorated other than lights. :)&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Nkr7ose-Fk/SUvQ_5yF46I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/MIt3EIHJq1g/s1600-h/Big+Snow+044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281544784283296674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Nkr7ose-Fk/SUvQ_5yF46I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/MIt3EIHJq1g/s320/Big+Snow+044.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A few years ago, we started to collect the Department 56 Dickens Village series.  Rick built a table with 2 tiers.  I made all the brick work to look just like the ones Dept. 56 sells, along with roads, ponds, and even a snow hill.  We have lots of fun collecting and setting it up every year.  It's one of my favorite things at Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Nkr7ose-Fk/SUvQ_fiiVVI/AAAAAAAAAOI/t8Fq4Z2rykk/s1600-h/Big+Snow+021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281544777238730066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Nkr7ose-Fk/SUvQ_fiiVVI/AAAAAAAAAOI/t8Fq4Z2rykk/s320/Big+Snow+021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Nkr7ose-Fk/SUvQ_IMP-1I/AAAAAAAAAOA/nbaq3FKE9VE/s1600-h/Big+Snow+023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281544770971237202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Nkr7ose-Fk/SUvQ_IMP-1I/AAAAAAAAAOA/nbaq3FKE9VE/s320/Big+Snow+023.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Nkr7ose-Fk/SUvQ-3i5aDI/AAAAAAAAAN4/Wn_1kk6Lz6I/s1600-h/Big+Snow+022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281544766502823986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Nkr7ose-Fk/SUvQ-3i5aDI/AAAAAAAAAN4/Wn_1kk6Lz6I/s320/Big+Snow+022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6845932720711638645-6216917241644119753?l=karenkbecker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenkbecker.blogspot.com/feeds/6216917241644119753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6845932720711638645&amp;postID=6216917241644119753' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6845932720711638645/posts/default/6216917241644119753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6845932720711638645/posts/default/6216917241644119753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenkbecker.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-stuff.html' title='Christmas Stuff'/><author><name>Karen Becker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00220072470218669996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Nkr7ose-Fk/SUvQ_5yF46I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/MIt3EIHJq1g/s72-c/Big+Snow+044.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6845932720711638645.post-9045483698693550818</id><published>2008-12-19T10:20:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T10:39:46.351-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Big Snow!</title><content type='html'>Today we had our first big snow of the year.  These pics were taken at about 7", but we are expected to get over  a foot.  Can you spot the beast???&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Nkr7ose-Fk/SUvLQLIvKlI/AAAAAAAAANw/-GMh3i3czwM/s1600-h/Big+Snow+055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281538466749819474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Nkr7ose-Fk/SUvLQLIvKlI/AAAAAAAAANw/-GMh3i3czwM/s320/Big+Snow+055.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Snowy---"I'm not going out there. No way. You can't make me. I don't care if I have to hold it all day. Now let me back in the %!#!! house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Nkr7ose-Fk/SUvLP0KBMLI/AAAAAAAAANo/enuOY18GIZM/s1600-h/Big+Snow+053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281538460581179570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Nkr7ose-Fk/SUvLP0KBMLI/AAAAAAAAANo/enuOY18GIZM/s320/Big+Snow+053.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vanessa's car buried in snow. Schools, business' etc. all closed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Nkr7ose-Fk/SUvLPL9KhZI/AAAAAAAAANg/ILY6fKofEZI/s1600-h/Big+Snow+069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281538449789846930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Nkr7ose-Fk/SUvLPL9KhZI/AAAAAAAAANg/ILY6fKofEZI/s320/Big+Snow+069.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chilly, in contrast to Snowy, would stay out all day if he could!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Nkr7ose-Fk/SUvLOfv24SI/AAAAAAAAANY/uUhESNJcqHc/s1600-h/Big+Snow+074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281538437922873634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Nkr7ose-Fk/SUvLOfv24SI/AAAAAAAAANY/uUhESNJcqHc/s320/Big+Snow+074.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6845932720711638645-9045483698693550818?l=karenkbecker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenkbecker.blogspot.com/feeds/9045483698693550818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6845932720711638645&amp;postID=9045483698693550818' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6845932720711638645/posts/default/9045483698693550818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6845932720711638645/posts/default/9045483698693550818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenkbecker.blogspot.com/2008/12/big-snow.html' title='Big Snow!'/><author><name>Karen Becker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00220072470218669996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Nkr7ose-Fk/SUvLQLIvKlI/AAAAAAAAANw/-GMh3i3czwM/s72-c/Big+Snow+055.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6845932720711638645.post-7266406438148704635</id><published>2008-10-19T12:31:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T12:41:49.785-05:00</updated><title type='text'>House Pics</title><content type='html'>This is a pic of our house before we painted it.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Nkr7ose-Fk/SPtwmbzSbGI/AAAAAAAAAM4/fvyPVf6vVCk/s1600-h/house+painting+005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258920795485400162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Nkr7ose-Fk/SPtwmbzSbGI/AAAAAAAAAM4/fvyPVf6vVCk/s320/house+painting+005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We painted it an eggplant color, but its hard to see on this pic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Nkr7ose-Fk/SPtwmtQpEbI/AAAAAAAAANA/jerRy3GTcJ0/s1600-h/just+stuff+062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258920800171921842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Nkr7ose-Fk/SPtwmtQpEbI/AAAAAAAAANA/jerRy3GTcJ0/s320/just+stuff+062.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is a pic of a wreath I made a few years ago.  Its on the front porch and has seen better days, but I hate making wreaths so I just keep hanging on to it. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-Nkr7ose-Fk/SPtwnAY1lMI/AAAAAAAAANI/-uZ7shO1Xp4/s1600-h/just+stuff+060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258920805306569922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-Nkr7ose-Fk/SPtwnAY1lMI/AAAAAAAAANI/-uZ7shO1Xp4/s320/just+stuff+060.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Heres my Chilly watching me through the front door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Nkr7ose-Fk/SPtwntjaaQI/AAAAAAAAANQ/D8t3e6J5iko/s1600-h/just+stuff+067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258920817430522114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Nkr7ose-Fk/SPtwntjaaQI/AAAAAAAAANQ/D8t3e6J5iko/s320/just+stuff+067.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6845932720711638645-7266406438148704635?l=karenkbecker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenkbecker.blogspot.com/feeds/7266406438148704635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6845932720711638645&amp;postID=7266406438148704635' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6845932720711638645/posts/default/7266406438148704635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6845932720711638645/posts/default/7266406438148704635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenkbecker.blogspot.com/2008/10/house-pics.html' title='House Pics'/><author><name>Karen Becker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00220072470218669996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Nkr7ose-Fk/SPtwmbzSbGI/AAAAAAAAAM4/fvyPVf6vVCk/s72-c/house+painting+005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6845932720711638645.post-5454529534909542403</id><published>2008-10-01T20:13:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T20:36:38.180-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hanson Concert</title><content type='html'>Saturday night, we went to see Hanson in Milwaukee at the Rave.  We had a blast!  We've been Hanson fans for 10 years, ever since Mmmbop.  They are so gifted musically and are such a joy to watch live.  Isaac Hanson did a cover of a Bill Withers song "use me" and it was awesome!  I have other pics of the concert that I'll try and post later.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Nkr7ose-Fk/SOQiQFVeeAI/AAAAAAAAAKA/Bt97FuKbyyo/s1600-h/DSC02089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252360725126346754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Nkr7ose-Fk/SOQiQFVeeAI/AAAAAAAAAKA/Bt97FuKbyyo/s320/DSC02089.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jennifer, Vanessa, and Samantha.  I think these 3 will be pushing each others wheelchairs to see Hanson when they are old!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Nkr7ose-Fk/SOQiQWaWj6I/AAAAAAAAAKI/XHc1-AIraZI/s1600-h/DSC02098.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252360729710202786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Nkr7ose-Fk/SOQiQWaWj6I/AAAAAAAAAKI/XHc1-AIraZI/s320/DSC02098.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; THE best part of the whole night was that we finally got to meet a Hanson brother!!  Zac Hanson is the youngest brother (22 now) and came out to sign autographs and picture taking after the concert.  We were all thrilled!!  What an incredibly nice guy.  He was so patient and kind and never in a hurry to move on.  Just the sweetest guy.  I actually had a conversation with him about Paul Newman, who died the day before. :(  Every time I turned so someone else could talk with him, he just kept talking to me about Paul Newman and his movies and philanthropy!  The girls were just freaking out!  As you can see in this picture, Jennifer freaked out the most.  She waited 10 years to meet a Hanson and when she finally does, she freezes. She couldn't even talk to him!  We will be giving her crap about that for the rest of her life. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Nkr7ose-Fk/SOQiQqckiKI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/mSxHVAq3o1Y/s1600-h/DSC02171.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252360735088216226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Nkr7ose-Fk/SOQiQqckiKI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/mSxHVAq3o1Y/s320/DSC02171.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Thats me, talking with Zac&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Nkr7ose-Fk/SOQiQ1MzTOI/AAAAAAAAAKY/wtfhq_bCZmQ/s1600-h/Hanson+08+539.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252360737974865122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Nkr7ose-Fk/SOQiQ1MzTOI/AAAAAAAAAKY/wtfhq_bCZmQ/s320/Hanson+08+539.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Vanessa, Zac and Samantha.  They will never forget this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Nkr7ose-Fk/SOQiRLreaqI/AAAAAAAAAKg/4t_Y5i3FAPU/s1600-h/Hanson+08+550.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252360744009099938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Nkr7ose-Fk/SOQiRLreaqI/AAAAAAAAAKg/4t_Y5i3FAPU/s320/Hanson+08+550.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6845932720711638645-5454529534909542403?l=karenkbecker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenkbecker.blogspot.com/feeds/5454529534909542403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6845932720711638645&amp;postID=5454529534909542403' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6845932720711638645/posts/default/5454529534909542403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6845932720711638645/posts/default/5454529534909542403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenkbecker.blogspot.com/2008/10/hanson-concert.html' title='Hanson Concert'/><author><name>Karen Becker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00220072470218669996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Nkr7ose-Fk/SOQiQFVeeAI/AAAAAAAAAKA/Bt97FuKbyyo/s72-c/DSC02089.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6845932720711638645.post-6728556007666819232</id><published>2008-09-25T19:38:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T20:19:09.102-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Door County</title><content type='html'>The girls gave Rick and I a gift certificate to a resort in Door County for Christmas.  Door County is the upper peninsula of WI.  We had a really nice time.  Lots of shopping, eating, relaxing. Wonderful art galleries and antiques. The weather was beautiful, although the colors hadn't started to change much.  This is a pic from from the shoreline at Gills Rock, where we get the ferry to Washington Island&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Nkr7ose-Fk/SNwxEQPKHhI/AAAAAAAAAI8/Rb0n0N-3r1U/s1600-h/Door+County+015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250125214754938386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Nkr7ose-Fk/SNwxEQPKHhI/AAAAAAAAAI8/Rb0n0N-3r1U/s320/Door+County+015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sunset at Sister Bay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Nkr7ose-Fk/SNwxEdnCTSI/AAAAAAAAAJE/tHihF_ZKQFg/s1600-h/Door+County+009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250125218344750370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Nkr7ose-Fk/SNwxEdnCTSI/AAAAAAAAAJE/tHihF_ZKQFg/s320/Door+County+009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is a pic of one of my favorite artists shop.  Pipka is world famous for her Victorian Santas and her shop is in Sister Bay.  I just love her work and her shop is so beautiful and whimsical.  The first time I went to her shop, I got so excited that I got out of the car too fast and sprained my toe!  No injuries this time! lol  See her work at &lt;a href="http://www.pipkasofdoorcounty.com/"&gt;http://www.pipkasofdoorcounty.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Nkr7ose-Fk/SNwxErLk-XI/AAAAAAAAAJM/v3uTgSZuhoM/s1600-h/Door+County+003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250125221987678578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Nkr7ose-Fk/SNwxErLk-XI/AAAAAAAAAJM/v3uTgSZuhoM/s320/Door+County+003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Its hard to see, but these are the goats on top of Al Johnsons restaurant.  They grow grass on the roof and bring the goats in all day to graze there.  Then they go to a farm at night.  Its just one of the quirky things in Door County!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Nkr7ose-Fk/SNwxE8Z3PUI/AAAAAAAAAJU/xDWfOyrA4UU/s1600-h/Door+County+013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250125226610998594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Nkr7ose-Fk/SNwxE8Z3PUI/AAAAAAAAAJU/xDWfOyrA4UU/s320/Door+County+013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is how clear the water is on Washington Island.  We have friends who live there.  The only way to get there is by ferry, about 1/2 ride.  This is schoolhouse beach.  The whole beach consists of these beautifully smooth, white stones.  No sand.  If you get caught taking just 1 rock, it is a $250.00 fine!  Needless to say we don't collect the rocks. lol  When we were at this beach, it was just us and complete quiet. Almost forgot what that was like!  So peaceful. Our friends have a beautiful home right on the shore on a different beach there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Nkr7ose-Fk/SNwxFTohLBI/AAAAAAAAAJc/yr7TJ6oMK3w/s1600-h/Door+County+031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250125232846482450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Nkr7ose-Fk/SNwxFTohLBI/AAAAAAAAAJc/yr7TJ6oMK3w/s320/Door+County+031.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6845932720711638645-6728556007666819232?l=karenkbecker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenkbecker.blogspot.com/feeds/6728556007666819232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6845932720711638645&amp;postID=6728556007666819232' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6845932720711638645/posts/default/6728556007666819232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6845932720711638645/posts/default/6728556007666819232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenkbecker.blogspot.com/2008/09/door-county.html' title='Door County'/><author><name>Karen Becker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00220072470218669996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Nkr7ose-Fk/SNwxEQPKHhI/AAAAAAAAAI8/Rb0n0N-3r1U/s72-c/Door+County+015.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6845932720711638645.post-8377599827452979278</id><published>2008-09-07T21:03:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T21:28:05.426-05:00</updated><title type='text'>House Guests!</title><content type='html'>For the next 10 days, we are blessed to have Omar and Alfie stay with us!  They've been here twice before and are just these amazing little characters.  Omar likes to "talk" and Alfie just likes to quietly hang out.  &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Nkr7ose-Fk/SMSJNye-6OI/AAAAAAAAAIE/ueQUwVocZtc/s1600-h/sammy+house+guests+001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243466736149129442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Nkr7ose-Fk/SMSJNye-6OI/AAAAAAAAAIE/ueQUwVocZtc/s320/sammy+house+guests+001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; When treat time comes, I love all these little faces looking up at me.  I like to pretend they really love me and could care less about the treats. Yea, right! lol  Left to right, Omar, Alfie, Snowy, Chilly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Nkr7ose-Fk/SMSJOG5jJJI/AAAAAAAAAIM/Pc6V-L6l5T0/s1600-h/sammy+house+guests+003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243466741629265042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Nkr7ose-Fk/SMSJOG5jJJI/AAAAAAAAAIM/Pc6V-L6l5T0/s320/sammy+house+guests+003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is Omar, watching the MTV Video awards with Vanessa.  He must've found them as offensive as I did, so he just took a snooze on the couch.  Well, I did enjoy Pink's performance.  You can see his stitch area where he had emergency surgery 2 weeks ago.  He developed bloat (his stomach twisted 180 degrees) and if it weren't for the quick thinking of his daddy Keith, he would've died.  I am so grateful that he is o.k and here to take up my couch!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Nkr7ose-Fk/SMSJOQ7lebI/AAAAAAAAAIU/IsW0_Yuxdb8/s1600-h/sammy+house+guests+006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243466744322161074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Nkr7ose-Fk/SMSJOQ7lebI/AAAAAAAAAIU/IsW0_Yuxdb8/s320/sammy+house+guests+006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6845932720711638645-8377599827452979278?l=karenkbecker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenkbecker.blogspot.com/feeds/8377599827452979278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6845932720711638645&amp;postID=8377599827452979278' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6845932720711638645/posts/default/8377599827452979278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6845932720711638645/posts/default/8377599827452979278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenkbecker.blogspot.com/2008/09/house-guests.html' title='House Guests!'/><author><name>Karen Becker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00220072470218669996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Nkr7ose-Fk/SMSJNye-6OI/AAAAAAAAAIE/ueQUwVocZtc/s72-c/sammy+house+guests+001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6845932720711638645.post-142386426658848090</id><published>2008-09-02T13:13:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T13:22:03.984-05:00</updated><title type='text'>New Hair (again!)</title><content type='html'>Well, its a lousy pic of me, but you can see that I dyed my hair very dark brown with some purple on the sides.  You can't see the purple really well, but its there!&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-Nkr7ose-Fk/SL2C0fVqorI/AAAAAAAAAH8/OTF9SUEPsnQ/s1600-h/Human+Race+Chicago+001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241489379606307506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-Nkr7ose-Fk/SL2C0fVqorI/AAAAAAAAAH8/OTF9SUEPsnQ/s320/Human+Race+Chicago+001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6845932720711638645-142386426658848090?l=karenkbecker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenkbecker.blogspot.com/feeds/142386426658848090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6845932720711638645&amp;postID=142386426658848090' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6845932720711638645/posts/default/142386426658848090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6845932720711638645/posts/default/142386426658848090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenkbecker.blogspot.com/2008/09/new-hair-again.html' title='New Hair (again!)'/><author><name>Karen Becker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00220072470218669996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-Nkr7ose-Fk/SL2C0fVqorI/AAAAAAAAAH8/OTF9SUEPsnQ/s72-c/Human+Race+Chicago+001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6845932720711638645.post-7095252324798834999</id><published>2008-09-01T20:47:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T22:22:35.342-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Human Race Chicago</title><content type='html'>Today was such an exciting day! We took the train to Chicago so Vanessa could run in the Nike Human Race. This race was put on worldwide all in the same day. In the U.S it was in Chicago, Los Angelos, New York and Austin Texas. It was also run in places like London, Tokyo, Munich, Istanbul, Taiwan, Buenos Aires and others. Twenty cities worldwide total. One million runners!! It benefitted 3 different charities. There were 14,000 runners in Chicago, starting and ending at Soldier Field. It was the most amazing sea of these red Nike shirts, and when the race started it took almost 1/2 hour for everyone to cross the starting line. It was the coolest thing to see, all these people running for charity. Vanessa did fantastic! Out of 14,000 in Chicago, she took 2,011th place. Of the women in Chicago, she took 526th!! Of the worldwide women she took 4,683 and all total out of 1,000,000 people, she took 40,072. Does that all make sense?? We are so proud of her and so happy with her results. She ran the race in 52 min 19 sec. It was so hard to find her running in that crowd, but I did get to see her come over the finish line. Glad she dyed her hair darker last week cuz she was easier to spot! LOL&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Nkr7ose-Fk/SLydrJRfwyI/AAAAAAAAAHU/hHFDa8_IEXc/s1600-h/Human+Race+Chicago+006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241237430901654306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Nkr7ose-Fk/SLydrJRfwyI/AAAAAAAAAHU/hHFDa8_IEXc/s320/Human+Race+Chicago+006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Heres Vanessa and Sam pre-race. Sam wants to challenge herself and run it if they hold it again. Rick and I would like to volunteer at it next time and be a part of it. No running for us tho! LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Nkr7ose-Fk/SLydraDUMdI/AAAAAAAAAHc/m9u2lW0sdKI/s1600-h/Human+Race+Chicago+005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241237435405578706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Nkr7ose-Fk/SLydraDUMdI/AAAAAAAAAHc/m9u2lW0sdKI/s320/Human+Race+Chicago+005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Just miles and miles of red shirts!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Nkr7ose-Fk/SLydrok8igI/AAAAAAAAAHk/NklZdRNbIg4/s1600-h/Human+Race+Chicago+024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241237439304731138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Nkr7ose-Fk/SLydrok8igI/AAAAAAAAAHk/NklZdRNbIg4/s320/Human+Race+Chicago+024.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Nkr7ose-Fk/SLydsNdCFzI/AAAAAAAAAHs/cHJNfOaitrE/s1600-h/Human+Race+Chicago+026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241237449203652402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Nkr7ose-Fk/SLydsNdCFzI/AAAAAAAAAHs/cHJNfOaitrE/s320/Human+Race+Chicago+026.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; As soon as the race was over, everyone who ran the race was treated to a concert at Soldier Field by the band Fall Out Boy. This is a picture of Pete Wentz from the band (the one who's married to Ashley Simpson). Sam was able to get in a little later and join her sister for the concert. See how close they were to the stage??? Rick and I got to sit outside on the hard concrete waiting for them. LOL But it was a beautiful night with a great breeze coming off Lake Michigan so we didn't mind. Lots of people watching to do! Soooo, it was a great day and I am so grateful that we got to go and that Vanessa was able to be a part of something really special.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Nkr7ose-Fk/SLydsR1FvRI/AAAAAAAAAH0/V3qkMz1Hats/s1600-h/summer+2008+149.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241237450378296594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Nkr7ose-Fk/SLydsR1FvRI/AAAAAAAAAH0/V3qkMz1Hats/s320/summer+2008+149.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6845932720711638645-7095252324798834999?l=karenkbecker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenkbecker.blogspot.com/feeds/7095252324798834999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6845932720711638645&amp;postID=7095252324798834999' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6845932720711638645/posts/default/7095252324798834999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6845932720711638645/posts/default/7095252324798834999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenkbecker.blogspot.com/2008/09/human-race-chicago.html' title='Human Race Chicago'/><author><name>Karen Becker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00220072470218669996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Nkr7ose-Fk/SLydrJRfwyI/AAAAAAAAAHU/hHFDa8_IEXc/s72-c/Human+Race+Chicago+006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6845932720711638645.post-5775535169233137272</id><published>2008-08-16T21:26:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T21:41:33.450-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Day in Chicago</title><content type='html'>I thought I'd put up the pictures of our Chicago trip while I'm nervously waiting for Michael Phelps to swim!!  Went to Chicago for a day of shopping with my niece Tracie and daughter Sam.  It was a really beautiful day and we had a good time!  Here is a pic of the Chicago river.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Nkr7ose-Fk/SKeOXrBhhXI/AAAAAAAAAG0/8P917V4MCG4/s1600-h/Chicago+and+house+painting+011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235309629178742130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Nkr7ose-Fk/SKeOXrBhhXI/AAAAAAAAAG0/8P917V4MCG4/s320/Chicago+and+house+painting+011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is the brand new Trump tower being built right by the river.  I think one of the winners from the "Apprentice" show was supposed to be over seeing this project.  I also think I read somewhere that he was taken off the project, for whatever reason I don't know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Nkr7ose-Fk/SKeOYOYWtWI/AAAAAAAAAG8/okX-nB4w9GA/s1600-h/Chicago+and+house+painting+010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235309638669743458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Nkr7ose-Fk/SKeOYOYWtWI/AAAAAAAAAG8/okX-nB4w9GA/s320/Chicago+and+house+painting+010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is just a pic of a cluster of buildings.  The air show is going on this weekend so the planes kept flying overhead.  It was kinda creepy cuz they were just so loud!!  Did'nt get any pics tho :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Nkr7ose-Fk/SKeOYiiwuOI/AAAAAAAAAHE/dZCnXvyP3_c/s1600-h/Chicago+and+house+painting+007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235309644082100450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Nkr7ose-Fk/SKeOYiiwuOI/AAAAAAAAAHE/dZCnXvyP3_c/s320/Chicago+and+house+painting+007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And here is a pic of me and Sam by the subway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Nkr7ose-Fk/SKeOYxYTw3I/AAAAAAAAAHM/2zFcjTRCNXw/s1600-h/Chicago+and+house+painting+003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235309648064791410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Nkr7ose-Fk/SKeOYxYTw3I/AAAAAAAAAHM/2zFcjTRCNXw/s320/Chicago+and+house+painting+003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6845932720711638645-5775535169233137272?l=karenkbecker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenkbecker.blogspot.com/feeds/5775535169233137272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6845932720711638645&amp;postID=5775535169233137272' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6845932720711638645/posts/default/5775535169233137272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6845932720711638645/posts/default/5775535169233137272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenkbecker.blogspot.com/2008/08/day-in-chicago.html' title='Day in Chicago'/><author><name>Karen Becker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00220072470218669996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Nkr7ose-Fk/SKeOXrBhhXI/AAAAAAAAAG0/8P917V4MCG4/s72-c/Chicago+and+house+painting+011.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6845932720711638645.post-7482311910718296377</id><published>2008-08-12T15:47:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T16:00:56.272-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Trip to Madison</title><content type='html'>Today I went to Madison with Samantha and Vanessa.  Sam goes to school there so we were cleaning out and packing up her old apartment for her to get ready to move to a new one.  It was a beautiful day!  We had a nice lunch at Red Lobster, shopped and then packed and cleaned.  And no arguments!! LOL  I didn't once yell at Sam about her driving!!  LOL  She actually has become quite a confident driver in that crazy city. :)  Got to go to my favorite store, Urban Outfitters, where I found a pretty scarf that I've been looking for.  It's vintage type, floral and I just love it!  The girls couldn't believe I paid what I did for it, but hey, a girl can splurge every now and then !!  My picture taking leaves alot to be desired, this I know. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Nkr7ose-Fk/SKH34KjKz6I/AAAAAAAAAGk/hHedBbasQ1w/s1600-h/new+scarf+010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233736786257825698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Nkr7ose-Fk/SKH34KjKz6I/AAAAAAAAAGk/hHedBbasQ1w/s320/new+scarf+010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And, ofcourse, a shopping trip isn't complete without a new mag!  If I come home with a new mag, its been a great day!  LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Nkr7ose-Fk/SKH34-spOwI/AAAAAAAAAGs/ekj0gPPNunQ/s1600-h/new+scarf+011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233736800256211714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Nkr7ose-Fk/SKH34-spOwI/AAAAAAAAAGs/ekj0gPPNunQ/s320/new+scarf+011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6845932720711638645-7482311910718296377?l=karenkbecker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenkbecker.blogspot.com/feeds/7482311910718296377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6845932720711638645&amp;postID=7482311910718296377' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6845932720711638645/posts/default/7482311910718296377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6845932720711638645/posts/default/7482311910718296377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenkbecker.blogspot.com/2008/08/trip-to-madison.html' title='Trip to Madison'/><author><name>Karen Becker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00220072470218669996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Nkr7ose-Fk/SKH34KjKz6I/AAAAAAAAAGk/hHedBbasQ1w/s72-c/new+scarf+010.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6845932720711638645.post-8978306302729790500</id><published>2008-08-04T14:26:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T14:30:39.673-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Charlies "House"</title><content type='html'>I am dogsitting for a sweet little dog named Charlie.  He has decided that my photo tent is to be his house for the week!!  He's such a little dolly!&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-Nkr7ose-Fk/SJdYf7QmOYI/AAAAAAAAAGc/HbzmtBokG84/s1600-h/Charlie+003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230746797720615298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-Nkr7ose-Fk/SJdYf7QmOYI/AAAAAAAAAGc/HbzmtBokG84/s320/Charlie+003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6845932720711638645-8978306302729790500?l=karenkbecker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenkbecker.blogspot.com/feeds/8978306302729790500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6845932720711638645&amp;postID=8978306302729790500' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6845932720711638645/posts/default/8978306302729790500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6845932720711638645/posts/default/8978306302729790500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenkbecker.blogspot.com/2008/08/charlies-house.html' title='Charlies &quot;House&quot;'/><author><name>Karen Becker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00220072470218669996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_-Nkr7ose-Fk/SJdYf7QmOYI/AAAAAAAAAGc/HbzmtBokG84/s72-c/Charlie+003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6845932720711638645.post-4357029539478661648</id><published>2008-07-11T21:45:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-11T22:05:46.968-05:00</updated><title type='text'>More Flying Lessons!</title><content type='html'>Thats it!!!  I quit my post as the unofficial caretaker/sucker of wildlife!!  LOL  Last night we had a horrible storm.  Really high winds/hail &amp;amp; heavy rain.  When I got up early this morning, it was storming again and when I looked out the window in the backyard, I saw a big nest on the ground.  I thought it must've been the old nest, from previous robins, that had gotten blown away in the wind.  Wrong.  I went back to bed &amp;amp; got up a couple of hours later &amp;amp; let the dogs out.  We are babysitting Bootsie, our neighbors black lab, for 2 weeks.  So all 3 dogs go out &amp;amp; go immediately to the nest.  Bootsie was really interested, so I went out &amp;amp; sure enough, it was a new nest that I hadn't seen &amp;amp; there was a baby robin trapped under the nest. Poor little guy!  Soooo, I was trying to turn the nest over carefully and check the baby out (there was one more baby that was in the yard already), but Bootsie was bound and determined she was gonna get that bird and the parents (and their cheerleading section) were dive-bombing me and Bootsie.  Then Bootsie really pissed them off by jumping in the air &amp;amp; trying to catch them!   grrrr.  I just couldn't get a handle on Bootsie &amp;amp; she was fighting me so badly that she slipped out of her collar.  Finally, Samantha heard the commotion &amp;amp; came out &amp;amp; managed to get Bootsie in the house (my 2 dogs, surprizingly, didn't want anything to do with this mess).  So I picked up the baby to see if he had any injuries (much to the dismay of the parents).  It could walk and move its wings, but part of his wing looked funny, kind of like raw.  So I put it back in the yard to see what he would do.  Came out several times during the day &amp;amp; he had moved, but every time I got close, the parents dove at me, like a quarter inch from my head this time! And forget getting a picture. Geezz, I'm just trying to help their kid! LOL  After watching baby today &amp;amp; keeping the dogs away, it finally made it to the neighbors yard.  So its on the move, I just don't know if he flew or walked.  If I see it tomorrow and I can get close enough to see if it's really hurt, I might try &amp;amp; take him to Fellow Mortals in Lake Geneva (about a 45 min drive) where they re-hab animals.  We have never had this much bird/nest activity in one summer!  I love the little ones, but between the dogs &amp;amp; the parents, I'm all wore out for the season. Until the next one. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6845932720711638645-4357029539478661648?l=karenkbecker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenkbecker.blogspot.com/feeds/4357029539478661648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6845932720711638645&amp;postID=4357029539478661648' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6845932720711638645/posts/default/4357029539478661648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6845932720711638645/posts/default/4357029539478661648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenkbecker.blogspot.com/2008/07/more-flying-lessons.html' title='More Flying Lessons!'/><author><name>Karen Becker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00220072470218669996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6845932720711638645.post-334482061109841651</id><published>2008-06-28T17:48:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T18:10:31.137-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Flying Lessons</title><content type='html'>Today we had our second nest of baby robins leave.  But not before they behaved liked naughty little toddlers!  The nest was in our wreath on the front porch and I knew they were getting ready to leave cuz they were huge.  Rick took the dogs for a walk for me this morning and as soon as they got back, the babies decided it was time to go.  So the 3 birds took off from the nest, right over Ricks head, and deposited a diaper full of poop on him! LOL  It was like they exploded upon take-off!  They also got Chilly in the face and the front porch was a mess.  Soooo, they came in &amp;amp; I helped clean them both up.  I was biting the sides of my mouth, trying not to laugh cuz Rick was definately not laughing! LOL     Now, fast forward to these pictures.  We came outside tonight to have a smoke &amp;amp; who is sitting there right on my patio furniture??  He was all alone, no noisy parents around, no siblings.  So we watched him &amp;amp; made sure the dogs didn't notice him.  Chilly walked right by him &amp;amp; didn't see him &amp;amp; the bird didn't flinch when Chilly's tale brushed his face.  But Chilly knew something just wasn't right so he started sniffing around &amp;amp; finally came face to face with the little guy.  They just stared each other down for a few seconds, Chilly gave him a little kiss (you can't see us, but we were inches away ready to intervene if necessary). Then the little bird flew away, leaving Chilly wondering where his new friend went.  It was just the sweetest thing!  Chilly is such a gentle soul and has apparently learned from his past mistakes.  Last summer, we had a bunny nest &amp;amp; before I could grab him, Chilly had one in his mouth.  He put it down and wanted to play with it, but he had killed it.  Chilly had the most horrible look on his face &amp;amp; he kept looking at me like "What did I do?" I swear he was depressed for the rest of the day.  He is such a character!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Nkr7ose-Fk/SGbBHTxjB3I/AAAAAAAAAF8/jsM1emT3cQI/s1600-h/chilly+and+the+bird+002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217069549666633586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Nkr7ose-Fk/SGbBHTxjB3I/AAAAAAAAAF8/jsM1emT3cQI/s320/chilly+and+the+bird+002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Nkr7ose-Fk/SGbBJbPmC1I/AAAAAAAAAGE/BhJwvHo4P_A/s1600-h/chilly+and+the+bird+001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217069586031446866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Nkr7ose-Fk/SGbBJbPmC1I/AAAAAAAAAGE/BhJwvHo4P_A/s320/chilly+and+the+bird+001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Nkr7ose-Fk/SGbBLbxHukI/AAAAAAAAAGM/rVr3_ARRi0Q/s1600-h/chilly+and+the+bird+003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217069620531804738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Nkr7ose-Fk/SGbBLbxHukI/AAAAAAAAAGM/rVr3_ARRi0Q/s320/chilly+and+the+bird+003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Nkr7ose-Fk/SGbBMoxzG1I/AAAAAAAAAGU/aSNC20xM0ug/s1600-h/chilly+and+the+bird+004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217069641204177746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Nkr7ose-Fk/SGbBMoxzG1I/AAAAAAAAAGU/aSNC20xM0ug/s320/chilly+and+the+bird+004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6845932720711638645-334482061109841651?l=karenkbecker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenkbecker.blogspot.com/feeds/334482061109841651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6845932720711638645&amp;postID=334482061109841651' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6845932720711638645/posts/default/334482061109841651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6845932720711638645/posts/default/334482061109841651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenkbecker.blogspot.com/2008/06/flying-lessons.html' title='Flying Lessons'/><author><name>Karen Becker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00220072470218669996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Nkr7ose-Fk/SGbBHTxjB3I/AAAAAAAAAF8/jsM1emT3cQI/s72-c/chilly+and+the+bird+002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6845932720711638645.post-6240055983536934451</id><published>2008-06-23T15:51:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T16:01:05.549-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Chair for Baby Shower</title><content type='html'>This is a chair I painted for an up-coming baby shower.  It was a pattern in an old Crafts magazine from about 15 yrs. ago.  Rick made the actual chair. I made one for my niece when she was born, so this is the second one I've made.  This one didn't turn out as well as the old one cuz my hands are not as steady as they used to be! lol  But I am happy with it &amp;amp; hopefully the mom-to-be will like it too!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Nkr7ose-Fk/SGANpfMI9pI/AAAAAAAAAFs/ahe3BBd0uy0/s1600-h/giraffe+chair+002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215183374893250194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Nkr7ose-Fk/SGANpfMI9pI/AAAAAAAAAFs/ahe3BBd0uy0/s320/giraffe+chair+002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Nkr7ose-Fk/SGANp7XMYKI/AAAAAAAAAF0/rwWqYYpVSJs/s1600-h/giraffe+chair+004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215183382455804066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Nkr7ose-Fk/SGANp7XMYKI/AAAAAAAAAF0/rwWqYYpVSJs/s320/giraffe+chair+004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6845932720711638645-6240055983536934451?l=karenkbecker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenkbecker.blogspot.com/feeds/6240055983536934451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6845932720711638645&amp;postID=6240055983536934451' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6845932720711638645/posts/default/6240055983536934451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6845932720711638645/posts/default/6240055983536934451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenkbecker.blogspot.com/2008/06/chair-for-baby-shower.html' title='Chair for Baby Shower'/><author><name>Karen Becker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00220072470218669996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Nkr7ose-Fk/SGANpfMI9pI/AAAAAAAAAFs/ahe3BBd0uy0/s72-c/giraffe+chair+002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6845932720711638645.post-8374301417186188887</id><published>2008-06-14T21:34:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-14T22:01:42.780-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Great Day!</title><content type='html'>This is a pic of me &amp;amp; my friend Lori playing water balloon volleyball&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Nkr7ose-Fk/SFSDFIWaWrI/AAAAAAAAAFE/mLVaHCdFl74/s1600-h/Day+at+Petts+003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211934792938576562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Nkr7ose-Fk/SFSDFIWaWrI/AAAAAAAAAFE/mLVaHCdFl74/s320/Day+at+Petts+003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is Rick, trying to keep his head from getting sunburned (his words, not mine!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-Nkr7ose-Fk/SFSDFuAqPqI/AAAAAAAAAFM/FfC4rJNPiwg/s1600-h/Day+at+Petts+009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211934803047890594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-Nkr7ose-Fk/SFSDFuAqPqI/AAAAAAAAAFM/FfC4rJNPiwg/s320/Day+at+Petts+009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is me standing down by the creek at Petts. The water is much higher than usual because of all the flooding from the storms&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Nkr7ose-Fk/SFSDGsW9_0I/AAAAAAAAAFU/SUOFxWnHDmc/s1600-h/Day+at+Petts+013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211934819784458050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Nkr7ose-Fk/SFSDGsW9_0I/AAAAAAAAAFU/SUOFxWnHDmc/s320/Day+at+Petts+013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is my awesome friend (and movie buddy) Colleen. She cheered us on in the volleyball game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Nkr7ose-Fk/SFSDHNrxBgI/AAAAAAAAAFc/sghXiHHUfZE/s1600-h/Day+at+Petts+006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211934828730058242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Nkr7ose-Fk/SFSDHNrxBgI/AAAAAAAAAFc/sghXiHHUfZE/s320/Day+at+Petts+006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here are our friends Carmen &amp;amp; Lori. Lori was my volleyball partner. Haven't laughed that much in a long long time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-Nkr7ose-Fk/SFSDH3QtWMI/AAAAAAAAAFk/nmk2P7WFGm4/s1600-h/Day+at+Petts+010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211934839890860226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-Nkr7ose-Fk/SFSDH3QtWMI/AAAAAAAAAFk/nmk2P7WFGm4/s320/Day+at+Petts+010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today Rick &amp;amp; I went to a graduation party. It was at a park here in town &amp;amp; we had such a nice day. Some of our good friends were there, the food was wonderful &amp;amp; the weather was perfect. It was a beautiful, sunny day which was a welcome relief after all the rain &amp;amp; flooding around the state. We played water balloon volleyball. I've never played before &amp;amp; it was a blast! Once I got used to it, I actually didn't suck at it! lol Good friends, good food &amp;amp; my first unbelievable sunburn in years. What more could a girl want???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6845932720711638645-8374301417186188887?l=karenkbecker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenkbecker.blogspot.com/feeds/8374301417186188887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6845932720711638645&amp;postID=8374301417186188887' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6845932720711638645/posts/default/8374301417186188887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6845932720711638645/posts/default/8374301417186188887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenkbecker.blogspot.com/2008/06/great-day_14.html' title='A Great Day!'/><author><name>Karen Becker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00220072470218669996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Nkr7ose-Fk/SFSDFIWaWrI/AAAAAAAAAFE/mLVaHCdFl74/s72-c/Day+at+Petts+003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6845932720711638645.post-1005690928613667998</id><published>2008-05-16T15:33:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T15:46:40.764-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Omar &amp; Alfie</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Nkr7ose-Fk/SC3xLvRiL2I/AAAAAAAAADI/bY3zvp3_ax0/s1600-h/kisses!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201078328653655906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Nkr7ose-Fk/SC3xLvRiL2I/AAAAAAAAADI/bY3zvp3_ax0/s320/kisses!.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; These dogs are not mine, but I wanted to show their daddy these pics from when I babysat them that I've had for a while.  Above is Omar &amp;amp; Alfie with my daughter Vanessa.  Below is Chilly, Alfie &amp;amp; Omar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Nkr7ose-Fk/SC3xL_RiL3I/AAAAAAAAADQ/Iz2F19TUIis/s1600-h/thanksgiving+and+more+023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201078332948623218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Nkr7ose-Fk/SC3xL_RiL3I/AAAAAAAAADQ/Iz2F19TUIis/s320/thanksgiving+and+more+023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Below is Omar &amp;amp; Alfie.  They are both rescues &amp;amp; absolutely adorable.  Really, really sweet dogs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Nkr7ose-Fk/SC3xMPRiL4I/AAAAAAAAADY/z353zLTcQuI/s1600-h/thanksgiving+and+more+026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201078337243590530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Nkr7ose-Fk/SC3xMPRiL4I/AAAAAAAAADY/z353zLTcQuI/s320/thanksgiving+and+more+026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6845932720711638645-1005690928613667998?l=karenkbecker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenkbecker.blogspot.com/feeds/1005690928613667998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6845932720711638645&amp;postID=1005690928613667998' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6845932720711638645/posts/default/1005690928613667998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6845932720711638645/posts/default/1005690928613667998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenkbecker.blogspot.com/2008/05/omar-alfie.html' title='Omar &amp; Alfie'/><author><name>Karen Becker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00220072470218669996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Nkr7ose-Fk/SC3xLvRiL2I/AAAAAAAAADI/bY3zvp3_ax0/s72-c/kisses!.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6845932720711638645.post-1557185695043663809</id><published>2008-05-16T15:11:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T15:33:05.624-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Dogs</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-Nkr7ose-Fk/SC3sEfRiLyI/AAAAAAAAACo/fWl2JXHaWkA/s1600-h/Picture+031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201072706541465378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-Nkr7ose-Fk/SC3sEfRiLyI/AAAAAAAAACo/fWl2JXHaWkA/s320/Picture+031.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; These 2 pics are of our Chilly.  We got Chilly when he was a puppy.  I don't have any digitals of him then, but he was just the cutest ball of white fluff.  He came from championship stock, but he didn't get his glory.  He got us instead! lol  He's a big boy, as you can see he takes up the whole chair (which by the way is his very own chair that he kinda took over! lol)  He's 7 yrs. old now &amp;amp; a sweet boy.  Barks alot tho, but we have patient neighbors!  Isn't he pretty?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Nkr7ose-Fk/SC3sE_RiLzI/AAAAAAAAACw/JQNyu7IBZVY/s1600-h/Picture+029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201072715131399986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Nkr7ose-Fk/SC3sE_RiLzI/AAAAAAAAACw/JQNyu7IBZVY/s320/Picture+029.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is my Snowy.  Snowy was a rescue we got when she was 3 yrs. old. She's now 10 yrs. We thought she had a mean streak in her when we got her, but we figured out quickly that she was abused &amp;amp; just needed tons of love.  She gets that with us!  She's still kinda crabby, but we just know what works with her &amp;amp; what doesn't.  I absolutely adore her.  Here, she is sitting in my sewing room.  Every time she hears me turn on my chandelier &amp;amp; my Ott light, she comes running cuz it makes her so happy to sit by me when I'm working.  Me too!  Soooo, she is my sewing buddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-Nkr7ose-Fk/SC3sFfRiL0I/AAAAAAAAAC4/0N7GAfRfuWE/s1600-h/bunny+pics+002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201072723721334594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-Nkr7ose-Fk/SC3sFfRiL0I/AAAAAAAAAC4/0N7GAfRfuWE/s320/bunny+pics+002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Below is the only pic I have of Milo.  Milo was a samoyed that I babysat for quite a few years while his owner traveled for his work. Milo was the sweetest, lovable little boy you ever saw.  You can't see it, but his coat was mixed with biscuit color &amp;amp; was so beautiful.  He was quite a tubby boy tho. lol  I had to take him &amp;amp; have him put down 2 days after Christmas in 2006 because he had some health problems that weren't going to get any better.  My friend was in Burma at the time &amp;amp; I couldn't reach him so I had to make the decision.  Broke my heart to pieces.  But he died in my arms &amp;amp; I was grateful to have that with him.  I miss him still.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Nkr7ose-Fk/SC3sFvRiL1I/AAAAAAAAADA/hZ2MzwJpTbQ/s1600-h/january+047adfadsf.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201072728016301906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Nkr7ose-Fk/SC3sFvRiL1I/AAAAAAAAADA/hZ2MzwJpTbQ/s320/january+047adfadsf.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6845932720711638645-1557185695043663809?l=karenkbecker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenkbecker.blogspot.com/feeds/1557185695043663809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6845932720711638645&amp;postID=1557185695043663809' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6845932720711638645/posts/default/1557185695043663809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6845932720711638645/posts/default/1557185695043663809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenkbecker.blogspot.com/2008/05/my-dogs.html' title='My Dogs'/><author><name>Karen Becker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00220072470218669996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-Nkr7ose-Fk/SC3sEfRiLyI/AAAAAAAAACo/fWl2JXHaWkA/s72-c/Picture+031.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6845932720711638645.post-4027234628799458352</id><published>2008-05-14T16:31:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T16:41:28.896-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Robin</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Nkr7ose-Fk/SCtajvRiLxI/AAAAAAAAACg/IEx5TN56LfQ/s1600-h/robin+008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200349764761300754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Nkr7ose-Fk/SCtajvRiLxI/AAAAAAAAACg/IEx5TN56LfQ/s320/robin+008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I'm so excited to have a robins nest in my back yard!  I usually have one in my front door wreath, but she hadn't been there in a couple of years &amp;amp; I've missed her. It was always a hassle to have her there as she would always dive bomb the poor mail lady, so we had to move the mail box. She pretty much gave everyone who went in &amp;amp; out a hard time so I'm glad the nest is in the yard now. She has 4 eggs in there &amp;amp; I can't wait to see the little ones!  The mama seems pretty tolerant of me getting a few feet away &amp;amp; she doesn't seem to be bothered by the dogs barking.  Maybe she likes us?? lol  I just hope they don't fall out when they're born cuz it just breaks my heart! &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6845932720711638645-4027234628799458352?l=karenkbecker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenkbecker.blogspot.com/feeds/4027234628799458352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6845932720711638645&amp;postID=4027234628799458352' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6845932720711638645/posts/default/4027234628799458352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6845932720711638645/posts/default/4027234628799458352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenkbecker.blogspot.com/2008/05/my-robin_14.html' title='My Robin'/><author><name>Karen Becker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00220072470218669996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Nkr7ose-Fk/SCtajvRiLxI/AAAAAAAAACg/IEx5TN56LfQ/s72-c/robin+008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6845932720711638645.post-2449092362882549683</id><published>2008-05-07T13:31:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T13:47:16.984-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pics of older work</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Nkr7ose-Fk/SCH4-DNcRwI/AAAAAAAAABo/2MNnSvZKlCY/s1600-h/bunny+pics+021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197709189859526402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Nkr7ose-Fk/SCH4-DNcRwI/AAAAAAAAABo/2MNnSvZKlCY/s320/bunny+pics+021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-Nkr7ose-Fk/SCH4-zNcRxI/AAAAAAAAABw/I3TyUgaqBAI/s1600-h/bunny+pics+020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197709202744428306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-Nkr7ose-Fk/SCH4-zNcRxI/AAAAAAAAABw/I3TyUgaqBAI/s320/bunny+pics+020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Nkr7ose-Fk/SCH4_TNcRyI/AAAAAAAAAB4/Utp6wia-G-s/s1600-h/bunny+pics+014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197709211334362914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Nkr7ose-Fk/SCH4_TNcRyI/AAAAAAAAAB4/Utp6wia-G-s/s320/bunny+pics+014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-Nkr7ose-Fk/SCH4_zNcRzI/AAAAAAAAACA/cC4nknl2yXk/s1600-h/bunny+pics+017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197709219924297522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-Nkr7ose-Fk/SCH4_zNcRzI/AAAAAAAAACA/cC4nknl2yXk/s320/bunny+pics+017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Nkr7ose-Fk/SCH5ADNcR0I/AAAAAAAAACI/3x2lwQm5hMA/s1600-h/bunny+pics+019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197709224219264834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Nkr7ose-Fk/SCH5ADNcR0I/AAAAAAAAACI/3x2lwQm5hMA/s320/bunny+pics+019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now that I'm getting the hang of this blog thingy, I thought I'd put some pics of some older work up. The first pics are of my Santa that I made for my mom for Christmas a few years ago. I have it now since my mom died. It is a Sherry Goshon pattern &amp;amp; mold. I also have a fairy that I made out of a Sherry mold &amp;amp; pattern. Geez, am I a Sherry groupie or what?? Gotta love that girl! Then I have a pic of a jester that I made in a Shirley Dougan class in Chicago a few years ago. Shirley's from Australia &amp;amp; is such a hoot! Then I have a little gourd girl that I made from a Sweet Meadow's farm pattern. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6845932720711638645-2449092362882549683?l=karenkbecker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenkbecker.blogspot.com/feeds/2449092362882549683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6845932720711638645&amp;postID=2449092362882549683' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6845932720711638645/posts/default/2449092362882549683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6845932720711638645/posts/default/2449092362882549683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenkbecker.blogspot.com/2008/05/pics-of-older-work.html' title='Pics of older work'/><author><name>Karen Becker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00220072470218669996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Nkr7ose-Fk/SCH4-DNcRwI/AAAAAAAAABo/2MNnSvZKlCY/s72-c/bunny+pics+021.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6845932720711638645.post-8649760968518299091</id><published>2008-05-07T13:22:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T13:30:42.753-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bunny finally done!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Nkr7ose-Fk/SCH07jNcRuI/AAAAAAAAABY/yYcSFAeZQQM/s1600-h/bunny+pics+005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197704748863342306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Nkr7ose-Fk/SCH07jNcRuI/AAAAAAAAABY/yYcSFAeZQQM/s320/bunny+pics+005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Nkr7ose-Fk/SCH08jNcRvI/AAAAAAAAABg/KMWocxoMSNw/s1600-h/bunny+pics+004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197704766043211506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Nkr7ose-Fk/SCH08jNcRvI/AAAAAAAAABg/KMWocxoMSNw/s320/bunny+pics+004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been working on Sherry Goshon's pattern &amp;amp; mold "Victoria Rabbit". Finally finished her last night. I think she turned out pretty good. Just don't look too closely or you will see that I had a war with my glue gun. Ofcourse, with my lousy picture taking you can't see too closely anyway! lol I'll work on that!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6845932720711638645-8649760968518299091?l=karenkbecker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenkbecker.blogspot.com/feeds/8649760968518299091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6845932720711638645&amp;postID=8649760968518299091' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6845932720711638645/posts/default/8649760968518299091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6845932720711638645/posts/default/8649760968518299091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenkbecker.blogspot.com/2008/05/bunny-finally-done.html' title='Bunny finally done!'/><author><name>Karen Becker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00220072470218669996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Nkr7ose-Fk/SCH07jNcRuI/AAAAAAAAABY/yYcSFAeZQQM/s72-c/bunny+pics+005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6845932720711638645.post-8005863649015766929</id><published>2008-05-03T22:08:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-03T22:26:19.795-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun night out!</title><content type='html'>Tonight Rick &amp;amp; I went out to dinner with a bunch of our friends.  For once I didn't over eat! lol  O.k, so my new hair was the first topic of conversation &amp;amp; the girls seemed to like it &amp;amp; thought it was fun. I love my girlfriends. My hair is a big deal because it is just so over the top for me &amp;amp; out of character &amp;amp; I'm still a little self-conscious about it.  So, before Rick &amp;amp; I got to dinner I told him I hoped we didn't get the waiter we had last time cuz he was really annoying &amp;amp; in our faces  too much.  Soo, we're all eating dinner &amp;amp; we have a nice waitress &amp;amp; all of a sudden that waiter from the last time runs up to our table from out of nowhere &amp;amp; yells I LOVE YOUR HAIR so loud that the whole restaurant hears it!! roflmao!  I could've died!  But we all had such a huge laugh over it.  Then when we went to Sunnyside bar after, this woman comes up to me &amp;amp; says "wicked fun hair!" lol  It's just so odd to be noticed like that cuz I did it for me, not for the attention.  But to have other people validate that its o.k to be a little different, that kinda feels good.  Its not a bad thing for hubby to hear that from other people too, eh?  So, yea, I had some good laughs with my friends &amp;amp; am glad that I went because I was having kind of a messed up day. The dogs trashed the house with mud &amp;amp; the basement sink backed up all over.  Ended on a good note tho!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6845932720711638645-8005863649015766929?l=karenkbecker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenkbecker.blogspot.com/feeds/8005863649015766929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6845932720711638645&amp;postID=8005863649015766929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6845932720711638645/posts/default/8005863649015766929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6845932720711638645/posts/default/8005863649015766929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenkbecker.blogspot.com/2008/05/fun-night-out.html' title='Fun night out!'/><author><name>Karen Becker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00220072470218669996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6845932720711638645.post-7189878755126016690</id><published>2008-05-03T13:48:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-03T14:10:00.629-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My little girls -- all grown up!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Nkr7ose-Fk/SBy3uiiJ4II/AAAAAAAAAAw/i_syH_IZiUc/s1600-h/fall+o7+016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196230080250634370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Nkr7ose-Fk/SBy3uiiJ4II/AAAAAAAAAAw/i_syH_IZiUc/s320/fall+o7+016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-Nkr7ose-Fk/SBy3uyiJ4JI/AAAAAAAAAA4/l5qJ80Sc_oE/s1600-h/DSC00303.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196230084545601682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-Nkr7ose-Fk/SBy3uyiJ4JI/AAAAAAAAAA4/l5qJ80Sc_oE/s320/DSC00303.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Nkr7ose-Fk/SBy3vCiJ4KI/AAAAAAAAABA/q3s8jNLqUW8/s1600-h/May+2006+155.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196230088840568994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Nkr7ose-Fk/SBy3vCiJ4KI/AAAAAAAAABA/q3s8jNLqUW8/s320/May+2006+155.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Nkr7ose-Fk/SBy3viiJ4LI/AAAAAAAAABI/6U2M2fTu4ds/s1600-h/May+2006+172.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196230097430503602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Nkr7ose-Fk/SBy3viiJ4LI/AAAAAAAAABI/6U2M2fTu4ds/s320/May+2006+172.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Nkr7ose-Fk/SBy3wCiJ4MI/AAAAAAAAABQ/1wSHvrsLdt4/s1600-h/010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196230106020438210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Nkr7ose-Fk/SBy3wCiJ4MI/AAAAAAAAABQ/1wSHvrsLdt4/s320/010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thought I would share some pics of my family. Time goes by so fast &amp;amp; now they are young women. Pretty nice ones too I might add! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first pic is of Vanessa.  The second one is Jennifer &amp;amp; her fiance Adam &amp;amp; then one of Jen.  Then there is one of Samantha &amp;amp; then one of Ness &amp;amp; Sam at my nieces wedding.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6845932720711638645-7189878755126016690?l=karenkbecker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenkbecker.blogspot.com/feeds/7189878755126016690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6845932720711638645&amp;postID=7189878755126016690' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6845932720711638645/posts/default/7189878755126016690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6845932720711638645/posts/default/7189878755126016690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenkbecker.blogspot.com/2008/05/my-little-girls-all-grown-up.html' title='My little girls -- all grown up!'/><author><name>Karen Becker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00220072470218669996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Nkr7ose-Fk/SBy3uiiJ4II/AAAAAAAAAAw/i_syH_IZiUc/s72-c/fall+o7+016.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6845932720711638645.post-3599706174515990546</id><published>2008-05-01T16:46:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-01T16:52:03.953-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My New Hair!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Nkr7ose-Fk/SBo7ZCiJ4HI/AAAAAAAAAAo/4CFGe-6vsEY/s1600-h/moms+hair,+mall+of+AM+006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195530421488181362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Nkr7ose-Fk/SBo7ZCiJ4HI/AAAAAAAAAAo/4CFGe-6vsEY/s320/moms+hair,+mall+of+AM+006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was feeling rebellious so I had my hair dyed bleached blonde with red streaks through it. Big change for me! I feel kinda sassy now! lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6845932720711638645-3599706174515990546?l=karenkbecker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenkbecker.blogspot.com/feeds/3599706174515990546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6845932720711638645&amp;postID=3599706174515990546' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6845932720711638645/posts/default/3599706174515990546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6845932720711638645/posts/default/3599706174515990546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenkbecker.blogspot.com/2008/05/my-new-hair.html' title='My New Hair!'/><author><name>Karen Becker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00220072470218669996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Nkr7ose-Fk/SBo7ZCiJ4HI/AAAAAAAAAAo/4CFGe-6vsEY/s72-c/moms+hair,+mall+of+AM+006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6845932720711638645.post-3823896261736954471</id><published>2008-05-01T14:24:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-01T14:33:18.305-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Saying Hello</title><content type='html'>Hi, my name is Karen Becker &amp;amp; welcome to my blog!  This is my first crack at blogging, so please bear with me 'til I actually know what I'm doing  :)  I wanted to start a blog so I could share family stuff, dollmaking stuff &amp;amp; well, just stuff!  I love meeting people from all over the world through blogs.  I am so inspired by other dollmakers &amp;amp; creative people.  I hope someday my blog will be inspiring to others &amp;amp; not just put them to sleep! lol  Thanks for stopping by!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6845932720711638645-3823896261736954471?l=karenkbecker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenkbecker.blogspot.com/feeds/3823896261736954471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6845932720711638645&amp;postID=3823896261736954471' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6845932720711638645/posts/default/3823896261736954471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6845932720711638645/posts/default/3823896261736954471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenkbecker.blogspot.com/2008/05/saying-hello.html' title='Saying Hello'/><author><name>Karen Becker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00220072470218669996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
