tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-78642087636104163312023-11-19T23:09:46.326-08:00Elizabeth's Project 365A picture (nearly) a day for a year.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13586198243252478065noreply@blogger.comBlogger361125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7864208763610416331.post-62774168100269627612012-01-02T11:15:00.000-08:002012-01-02T11:15:01.100-08:00New 365 on PosterousSo many blogsites, so little organization...
Though I failed at previous attempts, I begin again - definitely committed to 52 weeks of photos; sometimes every day, sometimes many a day... leaving it a bit more open.
Perhaps now that I'm busier, I'll actually do it!
Feel free to follow: http://elizabethkuyper.posterous.com/Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13586198243252478065noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7864208763610416331.post-17914462004072004112010-07-16T23:17:00.000-07:002010-07-18T11:20:22.735-07:00310/365Can you HANDLE the cuteness? Again, taken with the iPhone in very dark lighting, so don't click to enlarge, as it's rather grainy.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C2cnz-AsXmc/TENFiHO1LfI/AAAAAAAABZY/_qo6mBM305Q/s1600/IMG_0423.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C2cnz-AsXmc/TENFiHO1LfI/AAAAAAAABZY/_qo6mBM305Q/s400/IMG_0423.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495312422681259506" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C2cnz-AsXmc/TENFhtKnL0I/AAAAAAAABZQ/I-6FFohHdOQ/s1600/IMG_0422.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C2cnz-AsXmc/TENFhtKnL0I/AAAAAAAABZQ/I-6FFohHdOQ/s400/IMG_0422.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495312415684243266" /></a>A friend of a friend, fostering a new mama and her babies... OMG is right. 5 of them. 3 orange/white, 2 grey. TO. DIE. FOR.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13586198243252478065noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7864208763610416331.post-25651037264265200692010-07-12T23:07:00.000-07:002010-07-18T11:09:23.069-07:00309/365My first attempt at bread pudding. SUCCESS! So gorgeous coming out of the oven I had to take a picture. And it tasted just as good as it looked!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C2cnz-AsXmc/TENDFtr26rI/AAAAAAAABZI/dh2i-RpIKrY/s1600/IMG_0418.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C2cnz-AsXmc/TENDFtr26rI/AAAAAAAABZI/dh2i-RpIKrY/s400/IMG_0418.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495309735764093618" /></a>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13586198243252478065noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7864208763610416331.post-1939119125988374042010-07-11T23:04:00.000-07:002010-07-18T11:07:46.789-07:00308/311<div style="text-align: left;">Got a nice sunburn watching the Final - on the sidewalk, the place was so crowded (more with Spanish fans than Dutch). I had Dutch flags on my cheeks, and was rooting best I could, but... Spain won. Ah, well. Good match.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dzlYRzMKpvxKSEThPIibPMxcT1o_3mqjbSdYWGn7pSjs9cVWqvZGhx0rD5uhe_8rvznLHejtqIc4HuoN6JLPw' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13586198243252478065noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7864208763610416331.post-66593276723164350592010-07-10T11:02:00.000-07:002010-07-18T11:04:37.450-07:00307/365Rooting for Uruguay in the 3/4 Place Final - I got mom and dad into it!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C2cnz-AsXmc/TENB2v0A6tI/AAAAAAAABZA/YJXSlC8zO98/s1600/IMG_0404.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C2cnz-AsXmc/TENB2v0A6tI/AAAAAAAABZA/YJXSlC8zO98/s400/IMG_0404.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495308379125508818" /></a>Apologies for the blur; I thought I'd get more pics, as well as video of mom cheering (and getting upset), but I myself was too involved in the match!Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13586198243252478065noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7864208763610416331.post-37046958495319452282010-07-09T22:57:00.000-07:002010-07-18T11:02:04.095-07:00306/365Finally made it to a show at the Long Beach Arts Theatre, a restored landmark.<br />A lovely place, though I wouldn't see a big blockbuster there. But I did enjoy seeing Joan Rivers' pic. She's inspiring, but I certainly don't envy her!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C2cnz-AsXmc/TENBAIxJaDI/AAAAAAAABY4/d4veJTJP44c/s1600/IMG_0402.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C2cnz-AsXmc/TENBAIxJaDI/AAAAAAAABY4/d4veJTJP44c/s400/IMG_0402.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495307440931563570" /></a>(taken in very dim lighting with my cell; hence the poor quality!)Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13586198243252478065noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7864208763610416331.post-44686460058976095422010-07-03T23:33:00.000-07:002010-07-07T13:34:43.962-07:00305/365<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C2cnz-AsXmc/TDTkt141fsI/AAAAAAAABYI/1PIn5vfyCMY/s1600/IMG_0396.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C2cnz-AsXmc/TDTkt141fsI/AAAAAAAABYI/1PIn5vfyCMY/s400/IMG_0396.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491265321882189506" /></a>Made a new friend today. Just a big love. Wish I could take him home.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13586198243252478065noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7864208763610416331.post-50663822588806435062010-06-25T23:08:00.000-07:002010-07-07T16:19:26.817-07:00Grease... is the WORD!Went to the premiere of the Grease singalong at the Hollywood Bowl with the Tall Girls. FUN FUN FUN. We go to the Sound of Music singalong in September, which is also really fun, but... Grease. Is. My. Movie.<br />I didn't want to go crazy with costuming, but at least wanted to do something fun; and happily realizing I already owned a pink cardigan, decided to go with dressing up the top half of me, while wearing jeans and trainers (it is the Hollywood Bowl, after all, and I was not going to let painful feet ruin my night). So I thought I'd do my hair up in pin curls, grab some red lipstick and some bubble gum...<br /><br />What have we learned:<div>Pin curls are not something to lightly think you can do at noon the day of.</div><div>Started out pretty well...<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C2cnz-AsXmc/TDUIRfYTKYI/AAAAAAAABYY/j7b0gGUKeQo/s1600/Photo+1+11-01-50.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C2cnz-AsXmc/TDUIRfYTKYI/AAAAAAAABYY/j7b0gGUKeQo/s400/Photo+1+11-01-50.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491304417222404482" /></a></div>...and then my patience ran out and I reverted to the curling iron.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C2cnz-AsXmc/TDUIsq7cPZI/AAAAAAAABYg/IAadstq4us4/s1600/Photo+14.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C2cnz-AsXmc/TDUIsq7cPZI/AAAAAAAABYg/IAadstq4us4/s400/Photo+14.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491304884179058066" /></a>Pretty good, eh? Though I suppose the makeup's a bit heavy, borderlining on drag-queen, so I'll lighten up a bit on that next year (in person it didn't quite look THAT heavy).<br /><br />GO GREASED LIGHTNING!Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13586198243252478065noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7864208763610416331.post-16076828700625049872010-06-19T20:09:00.000-07:002010-06-19T20:21:41.050-07:00304/365 - photo challenge<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y46/Kuyperama/LJ%20Photo%20Challenge/HelpMeF.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 443px; height: 640px;" src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y46/Kuyperama/LJ%20Photo%20Challenge/HelpMeF.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a>The theme was 'toys' - but alas, I have none. *sniff* Just so happens my parents cleaned out part of the attic and gave me a box of fairly worthless plastic bits and pieces of what was once some type of dollhouse, of which I have no recollection. Ah well; put this guy to some use before tossing.<br /><br />Though I did think this one was cuter:<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C2cnz-AsXmc/TB2I0UcDL3I/AAAAAAAABYA/ze_euYUQQwQ/s1600/IMG_6293.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C2cnz-AsXmc/TB2I0UcDL3I/AAAAAAAABYA/ze_euYUQQwQ/s400/IMG_6293.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484690353628065650" /></a><br />... part of the challenge was creating some sort of ambience, or story. "Horse zombie coming out of Ground" just didn't work right.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13586198243252478065noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7864208763610416331.post-34537802106676159692010-06-16T22:30:00.000-07:002010-06-16T22:31:15.453-07:00303/365<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C2cnz-AsXmc/TBmy-6vCv1I/AAAAAAAABX4/i3nLCACH2Nk/s1600/IMG_0382.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C2cnz-AsXmc/TBmy-6vCv1I/AAAAAAAABX4/i3nLCACH2Nk/s400/IMG_0382.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483610815288491858" /></a>Time to say goodbye to the most awesomest girls I've ever taught.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13586198243252478065noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7864208763610416331.post-89130842684172677942010-06-15T22:28:00.000-07:002010-06-16T22:30:11.936-07:00302/365<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C2cnz-AsXmc/TBmyvl8OyXI/AAAAAAAABXw/5Pi1IoFVMRA/s1600/IMG_0379.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C2cnz-AsXmc/TBmyvl8OyXI/AAAAAAAABXw/5Pi1IoFVMRA/s400/IMG_0379.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483610552008624498" /></a>Newly planted for summer.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13586198243252478065noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7864208763610416331.post-52022238713460339472010-06-14T22:51:00.000-07:002010-06-14T22:56:00.429-07:00301/365<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C2cnz-AsXmc/TBcVanvtCDI/AAAAAAAABXo/C9sfz-YShxI/s1600/IMG_0377.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C2cnz-AsXmc/TBcVanvtCDI/AAAAAAAABXo/C9sfz-YShxI/s400/IMG_0377.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482874618436716594" /></a>I had a pre-cancerous birthmark removed from my shin here (Hoag Memorial Hospital, Newport Beach) when I was seven. My experience was so awesome, I actually cried when I had to go home (I knew I wouldn't be getting nearly the same amount of attention!).Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13586198243252478065noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7864208763610416331.post-51410708390574093002010-06-08T22:50:00.000-07:002010-06-14T22:51:50.016-07:00300/365<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C2cnz-AsXmc/TBcUyv9qDCI/AAAAAAAABXg/4wOOlJXZXMI/s1600/IMG_0371.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C2cnz-AsXmc/TBcUyv9qDCI/AAAAAAAABXg/4wOOlJXZXMI/s400/IMG_0371.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482873933447957538" /></a>Restoring an old lamp... figuring out where the shade goes on.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13586198243252478065noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7864208763610416331.post-16182117669203824692010-06-05T22:45:00.000-07:002010-06-14T22:47:22.670-07:00299/365<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C2cnz-AsXmc/TBcTvr89API/AAAAAAAABXY/XBB7AqWxrRk/s1600/IMG_0370.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C2cnz-AsXmc/TBcTvr89API/AAAAAAAABXY/XBB7AqWxrRk/s400/IMG_0370.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482872781320028402" /></a>Home grown green beans!Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13586198243252478065noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7864208763610416331.post-27515264494388703502010-06-03T22:43:00.000-07:002010-06-14T22:45:26.680-07:00298/365<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C2cnz-AsXmc/TBcTFMq7iAI/AAAAAAAABXQ/_iczKIfqJOE/s1600/IMG_0368.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 264px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C2cnz-AsXmc/TBcTFMq7iAI/AAAAAAAABXQ/_iczKIfqJOE/s400/IMG_0368.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482872051368429570" /></a>Spotted this well-cared for Chevy on the road today. Reminds me of my grandpa's '55 Chrysler Windsor, which was my first car. At 16, I did not think it was very 'cool', and sadly did not take care of it. <br />Of course I miss it now!Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13586198243252478065noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7864208763610416331.post-7980075377288849282010-06-01T22:38:00.000-07:002010-06-14T22:42:17.733-07:00297/365<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C2cnz-AsXmc/TBcSTcB0k_I/AAAAAAAABXI/XarUbHCCmwc/s1600/IMG_0363.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C2cnz-AsXmc/TBcSTcB0k_I/AAAAAAAABXI/XarUbHCCmwc/s400/IMG_0363.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482871196497515506" /></a>...instead of paying $15 - take a quick pic with the cell phone!<br />After the Simpson's ride. My facial expression is pretty clear about how I felt about riding it right after eating. Not recommended. (Noah, Danielle's oldest son, and Danielle, are in the front with me)Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13586198243252478065noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7864208763610416331.post-39303920412454852682010-05-30T23:37:00.000-07:002010-06-14T11:48:10.717-07:00296/365Out to lunch with Danielle, Felix, and Zac, visiting from England. Felix being restless and silly.<iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dxAZt455Q24nsl0pCAe8KcnnIroeyd2Oe0a7LrnUmz_zfMFRV5rOnUhO23ylUxxjYb3EhX_cfS-pR-vX-sJ0w' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13586198243252478065noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7864208763610416331.post-81873436722350429282010-05-29T23:35:00.000-07:002010-06-14T11:37:13.839-07:00295/365<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C2cnz-AsXmc/TBZ2p7nNf7I/AAAAAAAABXA/3KYtIt0SHrE/s1600/IMG_0343.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C2cnz-AsXmc/TBZ2p7nNf7I/AAAAAAAABXA/3KYtIt0SHrE/s400/IMG_0343.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482700059119026098" /></a>Not a bad place to spend a Saturday... or any day really.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13586198243252478065noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7864208763610416331.post-59912150602906711992010-05-24T23:33:00.000-07:002010-06-14T11:35:21.800-07:00294/365<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C2cnz-AsXmc/TBZ2UOdI7TI/AAAAAAAABW4/2DqzKQ-DhpM/s1600/IMG_0341.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C2cnz-AsXmc/TBZ2UOdI7TI/AAAAAAAABW4/2DqzKQ-DhpM/s400/IMG_0341.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482699686219935026" /></a>Yep, first two out of the garden!Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13586198243252478065noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7864208763610416331.post-72013810836785713932010-05-23T23:31:00.000-07:002010-06-14T11:33:41.762-07:00293/365<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C2cnz-AsXmc/TBZ1yujK6NI/AAAAAAAABWw/bysLA_UFJAU/s1600/IMG_0338.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C2cnz-AsXmc/TBZ1yujK6NI/AAAAAAAABWw/bysLA_UFJAU/s400/IMG_0338.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482699110719613138" /></a>First one off the bush!Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13586198243252478065noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7864208763610416331.post-48207555277234845702010-05-22T23:29:00.000-07:002010-06-14T11:31:52.033-07:00292/365 - ROAD TRIP - UT - home!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C2cnz-AsXmc/TBZ1ZKorx2I/AAAAAAAABWo/A32Lsmiy5cY/s1600/IMG_6266.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C2cnz-AsXmc/TBZ1ZKorx2I/AAAAAAAABWo/A32Lsmiy5cY/s400/IMG_6266.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482698671582332770" /></a>A very interesting mailbox in St. George, UT, as we left to return home.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13586198243252478065noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7864208763610416331.post-16885674833365117102010-05-21T23:27:00.000-07:002010-06-14T11:29:27.768-07:00291/365 - ROAD TRIP - CO to UT<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C2cnz-AsXmc/TBZ0yW_hiXI/AAAAAAAABWg/xAF3gXRxcIA/s1600/IMG_0313.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C2cnz-AsXmc/TBZ0yW_hiXI/AAAAAAAABWg/xAF3gXRxcIA/s400/IMG_0313.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482698004884457842" /></a>I admit; our regular stop on the road... my mom luuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuurvs those Chocolate Frosties!Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13586198243252478065noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7864208763610416331.post-53605188084919213322010-05-20T23:23:00.000-07:002010-06-14T11:27:21.123-07:00290/365 - ROAD TRIP - Steamboat Springs, CO<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C2cnz-AsXmc/TBZ0XcEBM0I/AAAAAAAABWY/clsPxASdi_E/s1600/IMG_6236.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C2cnz-AsXmc/TBZ0XcEBM0I/AAAAAAAABWY/clsPxASdi_E/s400/IMG_6236.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482697542389019458" /></a>Welcome to Steamboat Springs!Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13586198243252478065noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7864208763610416331.post-75937754730493424392010-05-19T23:21:00.000-07:002010-06-14T11:23:35.612-07:00289/365 - ROAD TRIP - Estes Park, CO<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C2cnz-AsXmc/TBZzc-WOAAI/AAAAAAAABWI/2sKR9kJtVjw/s1600/IMG_6212.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C2cnz-AsXmc/TBZzc-WOAAI/AAAAAAAABWI/2sKR9kJtVjw/s400/IMG_6212.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482696537979879426" /></a>BIG HORNED SHEEP!!!Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13586198243252478065noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7864208763610416331.post-64102021690318425802010-05-18T23:19:00.000-07:002010-06-14T11:21:47.395-07:00288/365 - ROAD TRIP - Estes Park, CO<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C2cnz-AsXmc/TBZzB5rAuTI/AAAAAAAABWA/9eMpZymB40E/s1600/IMG_6176.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C2cnz-AsXmc/TBZzB5rAuTI/AAAAAAAABWA/9eMpZymB40E/s400/IMG_6176.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482696072868444466" /></a>Gorgeous elk, with horns covered in velvet... wandering all over town, freely.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13586198243252478065noreply@blogger.com0