<?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-7090336496334492561</id><updated>2012-02-14T10:00:10.832-06:00</updated><category term='Dream Home'/><title type='text'>The Corkrans</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090336496334492561/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090336496334492561/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13961179863939231847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVgCSkQVj7A/TS-JRWr5nNI/AAAAAAAABA4/2U5Y63LkEyc/S220/0117.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>279</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7090336496334492561.post-8995340555740753697</id><published>2012-02-14T10:00:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2012-02-14T10:00:10.848-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Love!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Happy Valentines Day!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-76Zyrnj72aA/TzmMOXuZ0II/AAAAAAAABqM/GKgoh-lFbFk/s1600/DSC01137.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-76Zyrnj72aA/TzmMOXuZ0II/AAAAAAAABqM/GKgoh-lFbFk/s640/DSC01137.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I started off the day at the dentist - boo - but I have much better plans for the rest of the day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I will be staying in our warm home, drinking some good wine, and cooking an amazing dinner with my hubby. Something amazing - like blue cheese stuffed filets and PW duchess potatoes are on the menu! Can't wait for tonight!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I hope everyone has a great day celebrating love - even if it is with your spouse, children, family, friends, or even fur-babies!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7090336496334492561-8995340555740753697?l=jcorkran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/feeds/8995340555740753697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/2012/02/love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090336496334492561/posts/default/8995340555740753697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090336496334492561/posts/default/8995340555740753697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/2012/02/love.html' title='Love!!'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13961179863939231847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVgCSkQVj7A/TS-JRWr5nNI/AAAAAAAABA4/2U5Y63LkEyc/S220/0117.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-76Zyrnj72aA/TzmMOXuZ0II/AAAAAAAABqM/GKgoh-lFbFk/s72-c/DSC01137.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7090336496334492561.post-6672947556177425303</id><published>2012-02-13T16:14:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2012-02-13T16:17:25.711-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy, Busy Weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;We had a super busy and it had taken me all day today to catch up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Catherine and I ran errands all day on Friday but little was accomplished because Jeff called in the middle of the day and needed a ride. His truck was ready at the body shop - oh wait, totally forgot to mention on here that Jeff was in a wreck last week. He is fine, thank goodness! Just rear ended a cop. Yep, stuck in traffic and ran into a police cruiser. It's a really funny joke now!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Anyways, we picked up Jeff and the 3 of us decided to head over to the local middle school gym to watch our cousin Eric coach his 8th grade basketball team in the semi-finals. Who knew middle school b-ball could be so exciting!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-267wzbHS7CE/TzmHx2Fka4I/AAAAAAAABpk/pjr4__h8afw/s1600/photo-4.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="402" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-267wzbHS7CE/TzmHx2Fka4I/AAAAAAAABpk/pjr4__h8afw/s640/photo-4.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the game we had dinner at Firebirds and then Catherine and I met up with our girlfriends to see The Vow. The movie was not what I expected and was really quite the downer. I would recommend renting it and not seeing it in the theater. But I did love the cast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nabkccSINJk/TzmHz7CWP8I/AAAAAAAABps/JsCstDRHSWY/s1600/photo-5.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nabkccSINJk/TzmHz7CWP8I/AAAAAAAABps/JsCstDRHSWY/s640/photo-5.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Since we didn't get much accomplished on Friday with our errands, Catherine and I got up and finished up on Saturday morning. Afterwards we headed over to Kat's bridal shower. Loved spending the afternoon with my girlfriends.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3cAlh1mu118/TzmH4w2YMMI/AAAAAAAABqE/DEj6MlAuR74/s1600/photo-8.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3cAlh1mu118/TzmH4w2YMMI/AAAAAAAABqE/DEj6MlAuR74/s640/photo-8.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday night Jeff and I had plans with work friends. We spent the evening at Staxtacular - a charity event at the Stax museum. The Grizzly players hosted - needless to say we were pretty excited to meet the players. Here we are with our favs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ju5rMY-yiQM/TzmH2JM9LmI/AAAAAAAABp0/GS7vrGWKDAw/s1600/photo-6.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ju5rMY-yiQM/TzmH2JM9LmI/AAAAAAAABp0/GS7vrGWKDAw/s640/photo-6.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L4wfE7AIO6o/TzmH30MHw9I/AAAAAAAABp8/wcpBfWAn2_s/s1600/photo-7.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L4wfE7AIO6o/TzmH30MHw9I/AAAAAAAABp8/wcpBfWAn2_s/s640/photo-7.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;After Staxtacular we met up with our friends at Alchemy. I feel like we have been out of town a lot lately so a night out was so wonderful!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Sunday Catherine and I had a family baby shower to go to. Our new little second cousin should be here any day now. I love sweet little baby things - that shower didn't do much help for my baby fever, ha! But I love my cousins and always like spending time with them.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;While I was there Jeff did ALL of our laundry - even the bed sheets. Great surprise to come home to, thank you me sweet husband!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;After such a busy weekend we just got take out dinner and caught up on our DVR shows. Lovely weekend, but I am really looking forward to a low key week with nothing planned.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7090336496334492561-6672947556177425303?l=jcorkran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/feeds/6672947556177425303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/2012/02/busy-busy-weekend.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090336496334492561/posts/default/6672947556177425303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090336496334492561/posts/default/6672947556177425303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/2012/02/busy-busy-weekend.html' title='Busy, Busy Weekend'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13961179863939231847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVgCSkQVj7A/TS-JRWr5nNI/AAAAAAAABA4/2U5Y63LkEyc/S220/0117.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-267wzbHS7CE/TzmHx2Fka4I/AAAAAAAABpk/pjr4__h8afw/s72-c/photo-4.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7090336496334492561.post-3262291009469837838</id><published>2012-02-13T15:42:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-02-13T15:42:35.765-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Super Bowl Menu</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;We had a really great spread for the Super Bowl party we hosted last weekend. I just wanted easy finger foods that our guests could just grab and eat around the television.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Chocolate Cookies. The highlight dessert of our party were these amazing cookies from &lt;a href="http://www.muddysbakeshop.com/"&gt;Muddy's&lt;/a&gt;. These double-chocolate-salted-something-or-others (can't remember the official name) are so, so good. They were even featured in Southern Living magazine.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DlCkO2I8xC8/TzL7GDbYlJI/AAAAAAAABn0/Em3PV-8tl4U/s1600/IMG_0253+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DlCkO2I8xC8/TzL7GDbYlJI/AAAAAAAABn0/Em3PV-8tl4U/s640/IMG_0253+copy.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Team Cupcakes. These not so special cupcakes came from Kroger - just so I could add some actual team colors. Nothing special here.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qhdY3SChtz0/TzL7GwhyrMI/AAAAAAAABn8/1i8P9bZWurU/s1600/IMG_0257.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="438" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qhdY3SChtz0/TzL7GwhyrMI/AAAAAAAABn8/1i8P9bZWurU/s640/IMG_0257.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Beefy Cheese Ball. Catherine made this amazing cheese ball and the jalapeno poppers below - can't remember her recipes but I bet she has all of her items on Pinterest. These were big hits!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4t2D4Yv_F7Q/TzL7IGo4ZtI/AAAAAAAABoE/qE8BiUFLWxk/s1600/IMG_0263+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4t2D4Yv_F7Q/TzL7IGo4ZtI/AAAAAAAABoE/qE8BiUFLWxk/s640/IMG_0263+copy.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;Jalapeno Poppers.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FToF0K_6aCY/TzL7KO3S0VI/AAAAAAAABoU/jnWkVDlrGjY/s1600/IMG_0265+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FToF0K_6aCY/TzL7KO3S0VI/AAAAAAAABoU/jnWkVDlrGjY/s640/IMG_0265+copy.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Garlic Chicken Poppers. I made these garlic chicken poppers - super easy, really good, and a great party recipe. I will definitely be making these again. I found the recipe on Pinterest. But here is the &lt;a href="http://tidymom.net/2009/garlic-chicken-puffs-christmas-party/"&gt;link to the website&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-l_cVW6YKPVs/TzL7LEZMMAI/AAAAAAAABoc/K_fU2cK4DYs/s1600/IMG_0266+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-l_cVW6YKPVs/TzL7LEZMMAI/AAAAAAAABoc/K_fU2cK4DYs/s640/IMG_0266+copy.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hot Wings. We had some wings from Ching's. Which is a place that apparently all of the Memphis basketball players eat. The wings are so great. Thanks Eric for picking them up!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-y21DgegerdI/TzL7NwahF2I/AAAAAAAABoo/CqvBZ-Fzgzw/s1600/IMG_0268.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-y21DgegerdI/TzL7NwahF2I/AAAAAAAABoo/CqvBZ-Fzgzw/s640/IMG_0268.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Pepperoni Rolls. Loved these pepperoni rolls. Seriously, so good! And from, where else, Pinterest! The link to these beauties... &lt;a href="http://whataboutpie.blogspot.com/2010/10/pepperoni-rolls.html"&gt;LINK&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iQCAB4-CifE/TzL7PRcuopI/AAAAAAAABow/a59vwIhCk4A/s1600/IMG_0270.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iQCAB4-CifE/TzL7PRcuopI/AAAAAAAABow/a59vwIhCk4A/s640/IMG_0270.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Loaded Baked Potato Dip. Not sure if this is a do-over. It was really simple and cute. I have read reviews to top this on potato skins. I think that might be a great idea. Found it on Pinterest and here is the &lt;a href="http://www.myrecipes.com/recipe/loaded-baked-potato-dip-50400000109470/"&gt;recipe&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3FvFiUv5jew/TzL7QUg0O1I/AAAAAAAABo4/MW9V5SKlAao/s1600/IMG_0274.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3FvFiUv5jew/TzL7QUg0O1I/AAAAAAAABo4/MW9V5SKlAao/s640/IMG_0274.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Catherine and I got most of - okay all of - our recipes off of Pinterest. You can find me &lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/jennycorkran/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; and Cat &lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/catmaxwell1/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7090336496334492561-3262291009469837838?l=jcorkran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/feeds/3262291009469837838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/2012/02/our-super-bowl-menu.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090336496334492561/posts/default/3262291009469837838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090336496334492561/posts/default/3262291009469837838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/2012/02/our-super-bowl-menu.html' title='Our Super Bowl Menu'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13961179863939231847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVgCSkQVj7A/TS-JRWr5nNI/AAAAAAAABA4/2U5Y63LkEyc/S220/0117.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DlCkO2I8xC8/TzL7GDbYlJI/AAAAAAAABn0/Em3PV-8tl4U/s72-c/IMG_0253+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7090336496334492561.post-5799348785695454514</id><published>2012-02-08T16:41:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2012-02-08T16:42:12.967-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Super Bowl Weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;We were super busy last weekend. We hosted at our house 2 nights in a row - which reminded me how much I love hosting and getting to use my favorite dishes and spending time with friends. But I am seriously paying for the busy-ness this week.. I am really tired.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Saturday night we had some friends over for "Carnivore Palooza" - which is a wild game feast that we came up with to help clean out our freezers from all of our husbands hunting prizes. It was so much fun, the food was so good and I didn't get a single picture :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Sunday I woke up cooking and preparing for our Super Bowl party. We always end up having people over for the big game, but it always seems to get thrown together at the last minute. Next year I am going to plan in advance and do it big!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Of course we had a nice big squares game going at the party - unfortunately we didn't win, ha! But it is always fun to have a little competition and a some more interest to the game.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-J9TnKc0SgnA/TzL3B_gIhBI/AAAAAAAABmc/wHu7089gNuA/s1600/IMG_0272.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-J9TnKc0SgnA/TzL3B_gIhBI/AAAAAAAABmc/wHu7089gNuA/s640/IMG_0272.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QGrkWnXgZ7w/TzL3DBWkHoI/AAAAAAAABmk/aI-NR7cyhDM/s1600/IMG_0280+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QGrkWnXgZ7w/TzL3DBWkHoI/AAAAAAAABmk/aI-NR7cyhDM/s640/IMG_0280+copy.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Patrick and Carrie always win, seriously ever year. They were the big winners this year and last. I told them they were still invited next year to the party, but they cannot play squares!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PfpV8ZUQtUI/TzL3GI1MgaI/AAAAAAAABm0/t4JNbj3NTtw/s1600/IMG_0284.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PfpV8ZUQtUI/TzL3GI1MgaI/AAAAAAAABm0/t4JNbj3NTtw/s640/IMG_0284.jpg" style="cursor: move;" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loved seeing my sweet friends this weekend. I feel like Jeff and I started this year off traveling so much and I have missed my Memphis friends. Loved my time with these girls...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vJgVRTjA6Pg/TzL3Ep-bnTI/AAAAAAAABms/naJoeJTdxi8/s1600/IMG_0283.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="438" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vJgVRTjA6Pg/TzL3Ep-bnTI/AAAAAAAABms/naJoeJTdxi8/s640/IMG_0283.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And the boys...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6TQQhW4t-FM/TzL3H3qK2GI/AAAAAAAABm8/-ChJgxze9rM/s1600/IMG_0286.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="414" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6TQQhW4t-FM/TzL3H3qK2GI/AAAAAAAABm8/-ChJgxze9rM/s640/IMG_0286.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Cat and Alan...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vp70oFZSJao/TzL3J6hyUrI/AAAAAAAABnM/lkH-b3_drj4/s1600/IMG_0296+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vp70oFZSJao/TzL3J6hyUrI/AAAAAAAABnM/lkH-b3_drj4/s640/IMG_0296+copy.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cousins...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-C8wT8k1jasM/TzL3KwtOjLI/AAAAAAAABnU/mWjj9P2OhqE/s1600/IMG_0301.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="488" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-C8wT8k1jasM/TzL3KwtOjLI/AAAAAAAABnU/mWjj9P2OhqE/s640/IMG_0301.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of me and my baby boy - he behaved so well at the game. This momma was impressed and thankful for some good behavior!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qv-YxYxS_Sg/TzL3I_g4M1I/AAAAAAAABnE/hxFkgdzhkcY/s1600/IMG_0294+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qv-YxYxS_Sg/TzL3I_g4M1I/AAAAAAAABnE/hxFkgdzhkcY/s640/IMG_0294+copy.jpg" width="582" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Loved our super bowl party this year. I know we all ended up eating WAY too much. I am going to post about the food tomorrow - because it was all Pinterest inspired :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7090336496334492561-5799348785695454514?l=jcorkran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/feeds/5799348785695454514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/2012/02/super-bowl-weekend.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090336496334492561/posts/default/5799348785695454514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090336496334492561/posts/default/5799348785695454514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/2012/02/super-bowl-weekend.html' title='Super Bowl Weekend'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13961179863939231847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVgCSkQVj7A/TS-JRWr5nNI/AAAAAAAABA4/2U5Y63LkEyc/S220/0117.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-J9TnKc0SgnA/TzL3B_gIhBI/AAAAAAAABmc/wHu7089gNuA/s72-c/IMG_0272.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7090336496334492561.post-1348046594658783911</id><published>2012-01-30T13:27:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-30T13:27:05.151-06:00</updated><title type='text'>What's On My Mind</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I have a few things that are just circling my mind lately. Silly things (and, well, some that are not so silly to me), some exciting things, some that are pointless, etc... This is just what is going on with me right now. I am a worrier - I obsess over things - I drive my family crazy sometimes - and I try really hard not to take it all too seriously. Right now I am obsessing over:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;1. A Pierce family vacation that is happening in approximately 3 months! It is super exciting because Ben, Lynette, Jeff, and I have a hard time coordinating schedules and planning a vaca together - &lt;i&gt;this year it worked out!! &lt;/i&gt;We will be flying into Atlantis. Staying &amp;nbsp;aboard this beauty...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HlxCLlfgrq0/TybrDnMJMvI/AAAAAAAABl8/bFbqdQWmVEI/s1600/DSC01155.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HlxCLlfgrq0/TybrDnMJMvI/AAAAAAAABl8/bFbqdQWmVEI/s640/DSC01155.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;And spending a week island hopping down to our favorite little spot in the Bahamas known as Green Turtle Cay.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5C1LYIC3KyM/TybrgNnTntI/AAAAAAAABmM/DDGYCu3SUz0/s1600/CIMG1469.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5C1LYIC3KyM/TybrgNnTntI/AAAAAAAABmM/DDGYCu3SUz0/s640/CIMG1469.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;2. I am dying to sell our home. We have several showings a week and it is wearing me out. Would someone just buy it already?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;3. On a similar note to #2, I am worrying about where we should move next. Suburb or city? I grew up in Collierville (a great suburb of Memphis) but I love East Memphis. I cannot decide. I feel like it is such a huge decision because we plan to stay in this next house for a long time, and this move will more than likely determine where we raise a family. East Memphis has adorable houses built in the 50's that are full of character. Collierville has lovely houses (with pools) and 2-3x the square footage as E. Memphis homes. Such a tough decision. Jeff's says we don't have to worry about it until our house is under contract. I guess he is right.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;4. I have the greatest family ever. I love being from a large Italian family. How many times can I say that, right? But I really love them. We just had another cousin dinner and it was great! I love them all!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4g2xFlryn0I/TybuLsXNmHI/AAAAAAAABmU/VzAOQmbN5g8/s1600/DSC01223.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="384" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4g2xFlryn0I/TybuLsXNmHI/AAAAAAAABmU/VzAOQmbN5g8/s640/DSC01223.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;5. I don't want to have my appendix out. Period. Last month when I had appendicitis my doctor chose to treat with antibiotics and take the appendix out at a later date. This gave me the opportunity to have a laprascopic surgery instead of a huge abdominal surgery. Which I am grateful for. But now I feel fine and don't really want to go back to the hospital for surgery. And here are my reasons: financially, time off of work (that could interfere with my plans for that great vacation I talked about in #1), just having surgery and being in the hospital again, and most importantly it will postpone our fertility treatments (this is really my big reason). So, that is why I don't want the surgery. I'm going to discuss with my MD at my next appointment.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Okay, so that is about it. I am totally consumed with mostly #1, #2/3, and #5. I know I need to refocus and just roll with it. Trust me, I am trying!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7090336496334492561-1348046594658783911?l=jcorkran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/feeds/1348046594658783911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/2012/01/whats-on-my-mind.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090336496334492561/posts/default/1348046594658783911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090336496334492561/posts/default/1348046594658783911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/2012/01/whats-on-my-mind.html' title='What&apos;s On My Mind'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13961179863939231847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVgCSkQVj7A/TS-JRWr5nNI/AAAAAAAABA4/2U5Y63LkEyc/S220/0117.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HlxCLlfgrq0/TybrDnMJMvI/AAAAAAAABl8/bFbqdQWmVEI/s72-c/DSC01155.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7090336496334492561.post-6299569761632610277</id><published>2012-01-24T17:36:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-24T17:36:00.657-06:00</updated><title type='text'>And the birthday celebration continues...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;To continue on with my 26th birthday celebration Jeff and I flew down to Tampa last Thursday. We met up with our best friends Sarah and Dylan for a long weekend. (Sarah and Dylan live in NWA and we don't get to see them enough).&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;It didn't take long for the party to get started with this crowd. Right after dinner (which was my favorite, Pipo's cuban pork with yellow rice and black beans) we jumped into the hot tub! And even though the pool was freezing we ended up in there as well. We had a great night but headed to bed a tad early so we could get ready for our departure time in the AM.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RlcrNl46Cw0/Tx41u83Lj7I/AAAAAAAABkc/hYangxALQ-E/s1600/DSC01091.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RlcrNl46Cw0/Tx41u83Lj7I/AAAAAAAABkc/hYangxALQ-E/s640/DSC01091.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Friday morning, my actual birthday, we headed over to the marina to jump aboard my dad and Ms. Chris' boat for a little cruise to Egmont Key. This was my first time on Mayone IV - and it was more fun than I even imagined.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NjBvMMYFqYc/Tx41wL2SvXI/AAAAAAAABkk/wrwZ2LefmrM/s1600/DSC01127.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NjBvMMYFqYc/Tx41wL2SvXI/AAAAAAAABkk/wrwZ2LefmrM/s640/DSC01127.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;After a 4 hour cruise to Egmont we anchored and jumped on the dingy to ride over to the island. Egmont is a beautiful island that exists as a bird sanctuary for a large part of the year. We played on the beach for a while and took advantage of a few pic ops.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-H8iNr8TDzuI/Tx41xGcIJ8I/AAAAAAAABks/w8z9aLxAVfs/s1600/DSC01141.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-H8iNr8TDzuI/Tx41xGcIJ8I/AAAAAAAABks/w8z9aLxAVfs/s640/DSC01141.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The crew...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qqQtyuCYW9Q/Tx41x9UTjYI/AAAAAAAABk0/oju4icU3u68/s1600/DSC01154.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qqQtyuCYW9Q/Tx41x9UTjYI/AAAAAAAABk0/oju4icU3u68/s640/DSC01154.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the dingy and the boat in the background - I did not like riding in that little thing (especially with 6 people on board) but it got us safely to where we wanted to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rhxVkuEGmMM/Tx41ywWUm-I/AAAAAAAABk8/vISeSmVOjRs/s1600/DSC01157.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rhxVkuEGmMM/Tx41ywWUm-I/AAAAAAAABk8/vISeSmVOjRs/s640/DSC01157.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We enjoyed a beautiful sunset over Egmont with appetizers and happy hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Pmk42gzfZS0/Tx41zhkKfMI/AAAAAAAABlE/O_4S3pYrWv8/s1600/DSC01160+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Pmk42gzfZS0/Tx41zhkKfMI/AAAAAAAABlE/O_4S3pYrWv8/s640/DSC01160+copy.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our lovely hosts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EH0wodTGQTw/Tx410aX9khI/AAAAAAAABlM/49GZUzxaj6I/s1600/DSC01161.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EH0wodTGQTw/Tx410aX9khI/AAAAAAAABlM/49GZUzxaj6I/s640/DSC01161.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ended the evening with a steak dinner under the stars and a little birthday party, for moi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DRECv5NVQm8/Tx411O4pWJI/AAAAAAAABlU/zVYeUbFSXNA/s1600/DSC01175.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DRECv5NVQm8/Tx411O4pWJI/AAAAAAAABlU/zVYeUbFSXNA/s640/DSC01175.jpg" width="524" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After spending the night on the hook, we headed off to St. Petersburg. &lt;i&gt;I loved St. Pete&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;i&gt;Seriously. &lt;/i&gt;We strolled around Saturday market and even hugged a few folks that were out celebrating some hug fest they were having, ha! We ended our afternoon walk with lunch at Parkshore Grille.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ac10WVXNwI4/Tx411wGMXgI/AAAAAAAABlc/drbrf1q81FA/s1600/DSC01191.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="444" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ac10WVXNwI4/Tx411wGMXgI/AAAAAAAABlc/drbrf1q81FA/s640/DSC01191.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AAznSra-6-Y/Tx413LKyUEI/AAAAAAAABlk/E3vxcm_WKak/s1600/DSC01192.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AAznSra-6-Y/Tx413LKyUEI/AAAAAAAABlk/E3vxcm_WKak/s640/DSC01192.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;That night we had a tapas dinner with champagne sangria, so good! And made our way back to the boat for an after party. We left the Vinoy marina early enough on Sunday to get Jeff and I back to Tampa for our flight.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wgfjKcNX7y8/Tx4455C6g_I/AAAAAAAABl0/QorQdOdNdis/s1600/DSC01219.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wgfjKcNX7y8/Tx4455C6g_I/AAAAAAAABl0/QorQdOdNdis/s640/DSC01219.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Like I said in my post yesterday, if the last two weekends are any reflection of how my 26th year will be then I am feeling very optimistic!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I definitely have some parents that love me quite a lot. Thanks Mom, Wesley, Dad, and Ms. Chris for 2 awesome birthday weekends that were way too much above and beyond. And thanks for all that came and celebrated with!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7090336496334492561-6299569761632610277?l=jcorkran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/feeds/6299569761632610277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/2012/01/and-birthday-celebration-continues.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090336496334492561/posts/default/6299569761632610277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090336496334492561/posts/default/6299569761632610277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/2012/01/and-birthday-celebration-continues.html' title='And the birthday celebration continues...'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13961179863939231847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVgCSkQVj7A/TS-JRWr5nNI/AAAAAAAABA4/2U5Y63LkEyc/S220/0117.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RlcrNl46Cw0/Tx41u83Lj7I/AAAAAAAABkc/hYangxALQ-E/s72-c/DSC01091.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7090336496334492561.post-1202709326917453231</id><published>2012-01-23T22:33:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-23T22:33:29.848-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello 26</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;I turned 26 last Friday. It isn't my favorite age (24 or 25 sounds a tad better to me), but my 26th year has started out so well that I guess I have high hopes. I seriously have had the best two weekends in the history of ever!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;My bday celebration started off in Hot Springs, AR the weekend before my actual birthday. My mom, Wesley, Catherine, Alan, Alan's parents (who live in Hot Springs), and my in-laws all met up with us at the horse races. It has been a tradition ever since I turned 18 to spend my birthday at the horse track - it happens to be opening weekend as well which makes it even more fun.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;This year my momma found a beautiful house on Lake Hamilton to rent that could hold us all. We had a great time!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Here is our entire group...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-36Ld4jFhHsk/Tx4LyYH9VOI/AAAAAAAABj0/ffjz83ZpNOQ/s1600/IMG_0160.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="376" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-36Ld4jFhHsk/Tx4LyYH9VOI/AAAAAAAABj0/ffjz83ZpNOQ/s640/IMG_0160.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I was so excited that Jeff's parents could make the trip - Hot Springs isn't too far of a trip for them so I thought it would be a perfect meeting spot.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3m6rJ-WRHn8/Tx4LztCfz2I/AAAAAAAABj8/0A9nm32p3sU/s1600/IMG_0167+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="580" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3m6rJ-WRHn8/Tx4LztCfz2I/AAAAAAAABj8/0A9nm32p3sU/s640/IMG_0167+copy.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My mom planned the entire thing. I thought it was funny how she was still planning my birthday party at 26. We started on Saturday at the races - no big winners for this group unfortunately. After dinner we continued the party at the house. Jeff and Mike grilled filets and boiled some cajun shrimp, potatoes, and corn. &lt;i&gt;Dinner was amazing to say the least&lt;/i&gt;. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-L2zlfwtVpEE/Tx4MG3rHbcI/AAAAAAAABkE/tkIbiR6ft4A/s1600/IMG_0153.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-L2zlfwtVpEE/Tx4MG3rHbcI/AAAAAAAABkE/tkIbiR6ft4A/s640/IMG_0153.jpg" width="425" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poor Alan had to work the night before.... so he slept through the party, ha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-z6nASAOmic4/Tx4MH3WrUaI/AAAAAAAABkM/ASRAGcSeYK4/s1600/IMG_0154.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-z6nASAOmic4/Tx4MH3WrUaI/AAAAAAAABkM/ASRAGcSeYK4/s640/IMG_0154.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Cindy brought me an authentic King Cake all the way from Louisiana. It was so good - pralines and cream cheese. Loved it! We finished the night with a lot of wine and a failed dance party (Cindy and I were the only participants).&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jZleY-hXQ58/Tx4MIj8WwoI/AAAAAAAABkU/7S6lM-SSvPY/s1600/IMG_0172.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jZleY-hXQ58/Tx4MIj8WwoI/AAAAAAAABkU/7S6lM-SSvPY/s640/IMG_0172.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Only a few of us stuck around for the Sunday races. We had a more relaxed day at the track with a smaller crowd. Jeff and I were the big winners that day with a combine win of over $200.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1ObGn-We5B4/Tx4LxiXVOuI/AAAAAAAABjs/mJrdcDfrXBY/s1600/DSC01086.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1ObGn-We5B4/Tx4LxiXVOuI/AAAAAAAABjs/mJrdcDfrXBY/s640/DSC01086.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We really had the best time at the races this year!! I kind of thought of this party as the chance to celebrate my last week of 25, ha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I will continue with the rest of the celebration tomorrow...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7090336496334492561-1202709326917453231?l=jcorkran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/feeds/1202709326917453231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/2012/01/hello-26.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090336496334492561/posts/default/1202709326917453231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090336496334492561/posts/default/1202709326917453231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/2012/01/hello-26.html' title='Hello 26'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13961179863939231847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVgCSkQVj7A/TS-JRWr5nNI/AAAAAAAABA4/2U5Y63LkEyc/S220/0117.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-36Ld4jFhHsk/Tx4LyYH9VOI/AAAAAAAABj0/ffjz83ZpNOQ/s72-c/IMG_0160.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7090336496334492561.post-1900604807434127362</id><published>2012-01-13T12:27:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-13T12:38:11.475-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Apricot-Glazed Pork Chops</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I made a new recipe last night - I'm trying to get out of our oh-so-boring grilled chicken with 2 veggies routine. Unfortunately when I try to get creative with dinner I end up cooking something yummy but very fattening. At the request of my husband I have been on the hunt for some healthier recipes.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;For example: instead of my extra cheesy shrimp and grits recipe (that calls for 8 oz of white cheddar cheese), I made a healthier version that only uses shrimp, grits, green onion, red peppers, and some hot sauce. Saved us many calories and still very good!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Last night I felt a little fancy cooking this new pork chop recipe I found, but it was so easy and really took only 30 min.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;To start I microwaved 1/2 butter squash (cubed) in 1/4 c. of water - covered with vented plastic wrap for 8 min, stirring half way through. Watch out for the steam because it burns, trust me I am still feeling my burn today.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;While that was cooking I seasoned 3 pork chops with thyme, salt, and pepper. Then I pulled out my brand new Canon Rebel T3i (yay!) and tried to go all Pioneer Women with pics of my progress.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kUvNJ_pWmPw/TxBznHgc_kI/AAAAAAAABjU/SQ2OLoV0660/s1600/IMG_0135.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kUvNJ_pWmPw/TxBznHgc_kI/AAAAAAAABjU/SQ2OLoV0660/s640/IMG_0135.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;After the squash had cooked I added 1 c. of couscous to the bowl and an extra 1 1/2 c. of water. Re-covered and microwaved again until the couscous had absorbed all the water and softened.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I heated olive oil on med-high heat in my skillet and cooked my pork chops about 3 min on each side. Once those where browned on each side I added 1 small sliced red onion on top and cooked until soft. Once the onion is soft add in 2 tbsp of dijon mustard and 2 tbsp of apricot jam. Cook for 6 min.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ulUqFf1KbZA/TxBzoZ1drqI/AAAAAAAABjc/KLUByU7b6pE/s1600/IMG_0141.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ulUqFf1KbZA/TxBzoZ1drqI/AAAAAAAABjc/KLUByU7b6pE/s640/IMG_0141.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Serve the pork chops and onions over the butternut squash and couscous mixture. And enjoy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--Chj4tAzx8A/TxBzp0PiBGI/AAAAAAAABjk/AfpfRRK8oAQ/s1600/IMG_0144.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="416" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--Chj4tAzx8A/TxBzp0PiBGI/AAAAAAAABjk/AfpfRRK8oAQ/s640/IMG_0144.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this recipe and it is now in my recipe book as a keeper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, I got this recipe and the healthier shrimp and grits recipe from Good Housekeeping (thank you Kelly for my subscription - I love it)!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7090336496334492561-1900604807434127362?l=jcorkran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/feeds/1900604807434127362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/2012/01/apricot-glazed-pork-chops.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090336496334492561/posts/default/1900604807434127362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090336496334492561/posts/default/1900604807434127362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/2012/01/apricot-glazed-pork-chops.html' title='Apricot-Glazed Pork Chops'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13961179863939231847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVgCSkQVj7A/TS-JRWr5nNI/AAAAAAAABA4/2U5Y63LkEyc/S220/0117.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kUvNJ_pWmPw/TxBznHgc_kI/AAAAAAAABjU/SQ2OLoV0660/s72-c/IMG_0135.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7090336496334492561.post-2719221872152340044</id><published>2012-01-08T19:48:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-08T19:51:47.770-06:00</updated><title type='text'>De-Railed</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Wow, where have I been?? Seriously, my 6 day hospital stay got me out of my routine for a while. I hate that feeling - so unorganized and so unproductive. But today I have been working on getting back on track and it feels good!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I have been gone from the blog so long that I have been leaving out some serious events that have been happening here in Memphis. Like:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;First thing first, at the beginning of December Alan proposed to Catherine!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JaHpz15aMaI/TwpA1le-VMI/AAAAAAAABiA/KZ5zPcjyWxE/s1600/DSC01047.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JaHpz15aMaI/TwpA1le-VMI/AAAAAAAABiA/KZ5zPcjyWxE/s640/DSC01047.jpg" width="424" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The Saturday that Alan proposed was the day of our Boldreghini family Christmas party. Catherine was so beyond angry at him for not being able to come to the party - he had lied to Catherine and told her he couldn't get off of work for the night. Little did she know that her future-in-laws had come in from out of town and were on their way with Alan to the party. We had some how gotten Catherine out on the back deck when Alan arrived and the family snuck him down to the basement. Alan climbed the spiral stairs to surprise Cat out on the back deck. She was shocked!! Alan proposed to Catherine while our entire family, including his parents, watched from the glass doors inside the house. So sweet!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Now we are in complete wedding planning mode and it is so much fun, of course!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-l9xhf3shkzE/TwpA23q9kSI/AAAAAAAABiI/ezujC5VGgcs/s1600/DSC01049.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-l9xhf3shkzE/TwpA23q9kSI/AAAAAAAABiI/ezujC5VGgcs/s640/DSC01049.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weekend after the Boldreghini family Christmas party Jeff and I packed up and headed to Dallas for the Beede family Christmas. We stayed with our sweet friends Shane and Abby. We had a great time with the family and of course loved celebrating the holidays with our beautiful nieces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8o4kaeHVZiQ/TwpDu3-YKYI/AAAAAAAABiQ/rU9NBelnxa0/s1600/DSC01070.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="486" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8o4kaeHVZiQ/TwpDu3-YKYI/AAAAAAAABiQ/rU9NBelnxa0/s640/DSC01070.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once we got back from Dallas my appendicitis started acting up and before I knew it we were chilling in my much hated hospital room. Jeff and I celebrated Christmas Eve and Christmas Day in the hospital. (I know this picture is absolutely terrible, but this was us on Christmas Eve. I was miserable!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JqBguZYyLXg/TwpEXD1F_II/AAAAAAAABiY/pKNvM_P5HzA/s1600/IMG_0007.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JqBguZYyLXg/TwpEXD1F_II/AAAAAAAABiY/pKNvM_P5HzA/s320/IMG_0007.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really &amp;nbsp;missed my family so much this year. It was my first year ever to not spend Christmas in Pickwick, but I did skype in and get to see all of the Pierce's and my Grandpa, the Beer Bitch, (if you need to catch up on what the beer bitch is then read this &lt;a href="http://www.jcorkran.blogspot.com/2009/12/and-christmas-continues.html"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;post &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;from a couple of years ago, it explains). Skype was so bitter sweet because I was so happy to see my family but it made me so sad that I was not there. Unfortunately Christmas just didn't seem like Christmas this year - but that means that next year can only be better, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kIm7SGqLebs/TwpEY3jDTmI/AAAAAAAABig/phaonJd360g/s1600/photo-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kIm7SGqLebs/TwpEY3jDTmI/AAAAAAAABig/phaonJd360g/s640/photo-1.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so glad to be out of the hospital, be feeling better, and celebrating the new year with my sweet husband on New Years Eve. I cannot wait to see what 2012 brings us!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2AFdQASO5xQ/TwpEaeT75vI/AAAAAAAABio/zoEHzDvsILk/s1600/photo.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2AFdQASO5xQ/TwpEaeT75vI/AAAAAAAABio/zoEHzDvsILk/s400/photo.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's a little bit of what has been going on. Now I am just getting back into the working world, settling back into our normal routine at home, and preparing for a few planned trips this month to celebrate my upcoming birthday. So glad to be feeling healthy and back to normal!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7090336496334492561-2719221872152340044?l=jcorkran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/feeds/2719221872152340044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/2012/01/de-railed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090336496334492561/posts/default/2719221872152340044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090336496334492561/posts/default/2719221872152340044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/2012/01/de-railed.html' title='De-Railed'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13961179863939231847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVgCSkQVj7A/TS-JRWr5nNI/AAAAAAAABA4/2U5Y63LkEyc/S220/0117.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JaHpz15aMaI/TwpA1le-VMI/AAAAAAAABiA/KZ5zPcjyWxE/s72-c/DSC01047.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7090336496334492561.post-7674640428360719192</id><published>2011-12-24T14:12:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-24T14:13:16.690-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A Non-Traditional Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This year Christmas is a little different for us, &lt;i&gt;to say the least&lt;/i&gt;, ha! Instead of being at my momma's for Christmas Day or in Pickwick tonight on Christmas Eve with the Pierce family ... we are in the hospital. Sad, I know. I am in here for a ruptured appendix.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It all started early in the week. I was having bad abdominal pain - but being the health care worker that I am I just brushed it off for a few days. Finally on Wednesday afternoon the pain was so severe that I knew something was just not right. Jeff and my mom took me the ER that afternoon and we have been here ever since.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I was suffering from appendicitis and sometime before I came into the hospital my appendix ruptured. I have not had an appendectomy yet - we are going this newer route with antibiotic treatment for several days and the surgery in a few months. I am really glad that we are going to postpone surgery because if I had surgery now the surgery would be very invasive, difficult, and leave me with a large scar down my stomach. Waiting until all of this ruptured business is cleaned up gives the doctors the opportunity to go in and perform a quick and easy laparoscopic appendectomy (with just 3 tiny incisions). &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So that's where we are... in the hospital... on Christmas Eve.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My family and friends and co-workers have been beyond amazing! I am so thankful for all of them. I feel like almost everyone I work with has come and seen me this week. After meeting them, my family keeps commenting how wonderful my unit is and how lucky I am to work with such great people (but I already knew that)! My family has come up and celebrated Christmas with me (Dad and Ms. Chris with Ben and Lynette yesterday and Mom and Wesley today).&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And can I just say how thankful I am for my sweet, sweet husband. He has surprised with how over-and-beyond caring he has been for me this week. He has stayed with me every night (and practically all day too), he does just about anything I ask, he has been so thoughtful and has truly made this difficult week bearable. I just love him with all of my heart. I am officially nominating him for Best Husband While Wife is in the Hospital Award. Thank you so much, Jeffrey, you are too good to me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Just because I am in the hospital doesn't mean I am lacking in any holiday decor. My family has really made sure that I still felt like it was Christmas!! Wesley brought me a Christmas tree and Catherine and Mom decorated with lights and girly decorations. I have lighted garland that sits on my window seal. And Christmas throws for my bed. I love it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zeCLzWwbFn0/TvYrmrJBy5I/AAAAAAAABh4/3DVx7e-9vUU/s1600/photo-2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zeCLzWwbFn0/TvYrmrJBy5I/AAAAAAAABh4/3DVx7e-9vUU/s640/photo-2.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Plus, I have had many beautiful flowers deliveries. Several of the staff on this unit have come in just to see my room. It's just that pretty and Christmas-sy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IMqEwSMOhT4/TvYlLDoaB8I/AAAAAAAABhg/VLJqevmk6VU/s1600/photo-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IMqEwSMOhT4/TvYlLDoaB8I/AAAAAAAABhg/VLJqevmk6VU/s640/photo-1.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This is definitely not where I would choose to be today or tomorrow (or ever, really), but I am thankful for such wonderful nurses and doctors that are taking good care of me. I am thankful for recovering as well as I have been. I am praying for continued improvement and a discharge date very soon.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Merry Christmas!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7090336496334492561-7674640428360719192?l=jcorkran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/feeds/7674640428360719192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/2011/12/non-traditional-christmas.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090336496334492561/posts/default/7674640428360719192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090336496334492561/posts/default/7674640428360719192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/2011/12/non-traditional-christmas.html' title='A Non-Traditional Christmas'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13961179863939231847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVgCSkQVj7A/TS-JRWr5nNI/AAAAAAAABA4/2U5Y63LkEyc/S220/0117.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zeCLzWwbFn0/TvYrmrJBy5I/AAAAAAAABh4/3DVx7e-9vUU/s72-c/photo-2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7090336496334492561.post-2289619251071314229</id><published>2011-12-15T12:59:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-15T12:59:00.307-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My Grandmother</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My Grandma Pierce, my dad's mother, passed away several years ago (right after I turned 2). She has always held a special place in my heart and ever since I can remember I have always felt a close connection to her.&amp;nbsp;She was a beautiful woman and I miss having her as a part of my life dearly.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I have never had many of her things - to have as a part of her memory - maybe a few pieces of costume jewelry that my grandfather gave me as a teenager. Well, a few years ago my dad gave me something to cherish. In 2008, just before my wedding, my dad gave me my grandmother's wedding ring as a gift. Talk about something to cherish!! I now wear her wedding band every day of my life. I love it.&amp;nbsp;I knew that I didn't have much of hers but that ring was more than enough. It is precious to me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Well, the other weekend I got another item of my Grandmother's... I was able to bring home her hope chest. Her chest was at the lake house (actually sitting outside in the storage room for years). It was kind of falling apart and really dirty, but I knew that it would be a very meaningful addition to my home.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It is home with me now and after several coats of furniture polish it is looking pretty good!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-h0pQ5djwhnI/Tt-6dCDr1hI/AAAAAAAABhE/X1WgbfZ8e5s/s1600/IMG_1275.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="444" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-h0pQ5djwhnI/Tt-6dCDr1hI/AAAAAAAABhE/X1WgbfZ8e5s/s640/IMG_1275.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It is now sitting at the end of our bed. I will one day restore it completely. But for now I am loving it! It makes me happy to have just another piece of my Grandma Pierce close to me. Warms my heart!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7090336496334492561-2289619251071314229?l=jcorkran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/feeds/2289619251071314229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/2011/12/my-grandmother.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090336496334492561/posts/default/2289619251071314229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090336496334492561/posts/default/2289619251071314229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/2011/12/my-grandmother.html' title='My Grandmother'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13961179863939231847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVgCSkQVj7A/TS-JRWr5nNI/AAAAAAAABA4/2U5Y63LkEyc/S220/0117.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-h0pQ5djwhnI/Tt-6dCDr1hI/AAAAAAAABhE/X1WgbfZ8e5s/s72-c/IMG_1275.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7090336496334492561.post-5294906022428234682</id><published>2011-12-10T13:15:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-08T19:23:26.240-06:00</updated><title type='text'>St. Joseph's in Our Yard</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;I can't believe it has taken me this long to bury a St. Joseph statue in our yard. You may have heard already, but St. Joseph has been know to bless the sale of homes. Jeff and I finally buried a St. Joseph statue in our front yard, up-side down, near our for sale sign. After we buried him we prayed a Novena and just finished it last Monday. Once our house sales, we will dig up our statue and display him in our new home.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RqLTje5KhPI/Tt-7edXGIaI/AAAAAAAABhM/wofkwiCy6AM/s1600/mjoseph.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RqLTje5KhPI/Tt-7edXGIaI/AAAAAAAABhM/wofkwiCy6AM/s640/mjoseph.jpg" width="388" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This next move is going to be a big decision for us. We are planning a move for a home to live in for several years and this one will determine how our children will be raised, what church we will go to, and several other things. I feel really good about praying over our move with a Novena and putting this big step into God's hands.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I was telling some of our family the other day how much acts like this remind me why I love the Catholic faith. Having St. Joseph in our yard keeps our faith strong in our beliefs.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I love that we have a traditional prayer that we have placed over our move. I also love the excitement that comes with knowing that God will take care of this move and I do not have to worry. I feel confident in our move and that our home will be purchased at the right time. Now we just wait and see when that right time is!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7090336496334492561-5294906022428234682?l=jcorkran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/feeds/5294906022428234682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/2011/12/st-josephs-in-our-yard.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090336496334492561/posts/default/5294906022428234682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090336496334492561/posts/default/5294906022428234682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/2011/12/st-josephs-in-our-yard.html' title='St. Joseph&apos;s in Our Yard'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13961179863939231847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVgCSkQVj7A/TS-JRWr5nNI/AAAAAAAABA4/2U5Y63LkEyc/S220/0117.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RqLTje5KhPI/Tt-7edXGIaI/AAAAAAAABhM/wofkwiCy6AM/s72-c/mjoseph.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7090336496334492561.post-5506754448762500405</id><published>2011-12-08T09:33:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-08T09:33:00.756-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh, Christmas Tree</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Our Christmas tree is up! It's actually been up for about a week now and I am just loving it. I love being in the living room with all the house lights out and just sitting by the tree lights while we watch tv. It's just so warm and Christmas-y!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6M3OlEeNZfI/Tt-xlmZH__I/AAAAAAAABgM/3l9DZBYSOMY/s1600/IMG_1284.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6M3OlEeNZfI/Tt-xlmZH__I/AAAAAAAABgM/3l9DZBYSOMY/s640/IMG_1284.jpg" width="402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I always have a few favorite ornaments. They are always the first ones on the tree, you know, so they can get the primo spots.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;One of my favorite traditions each year is getting my yearly Pottery Barn ornament. My stepmom always brings one as my "hostess" gift when they stay with us over the holidays. She fills it with a picture from a big event of the year - I love seeing which picture she chooses for us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2008: Our first year. Obviously, our wedding was the biggest event of that year!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mpTXe9pKlyE/Tt-xpOYlebI/AAAAAAAABgU/NEXfmbCQHh0/s1600/IMG_1318.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mpTXe9pKlyE/Tt-xpOYlebI/AAAAAAAABgU/NEXfmbCQHh0/s400/IMG_1318.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2009: We went to Green Turtle Cay for our summer vacation. This picture was also taken on Jeff's 24th Birthday.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZzAH8RVH78s/Tt-xqUEKDoI/AAAAAAAABgc/dODallYSasU/s1600/IMG_1319.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZzAH8RVH78s/Tt-xqUEKDoI/AAAAAAAABgc/dODallYSasU/s400/IMG_1319.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2010: Our best friend's were married and we were a part of their wedding party.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iVpEPJFCj1I/Tt-xtWx9wQI/AAAAAAAABgk/IMQNNsKDuO4/s1600/IMG_1320.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iVpEPJFCj1I/Tt-xtWx9wQI/AAAAAAAABgk/IMQNNsKDuO4/s400/IMG_1320.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Last year my mom got us an Italian ornament. It says "Buon Natale" which is "Merry Christmas" in Italian. I love being able to include our Italian heritage in other ways besides just our Christmas cooking.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m5Lx_6bTMwA/Tt-xuqCDdJI/AAAAAAAABgs/gv5sq-IJN-M/s1600/IMG_1281.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m5Lx_6bTMwA/Tt-xuqCDdJI/AAAAAAAABgs/gv5sq-IJN-M/s400/IMG_1281.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course I love our Razorbacks. I like this ornament, from my step-sister, because it is Christmas-y and not too sport themed. We lucked out that our team color is red!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-osmy7ahHghk/Tt-xvgvV0hI/AAAAAAAABg0/EFqOIaTYiJo/s1600/IMG_1283.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-osmy7ahHghk/Tt-xvgvV0hI/AAAAAAAABg0/EFqOIaTYiJo/s400/IMG_1283.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always loved hanging my favorite ornaments as a child and cannot wait for my own favorite-ornament-collection to grow!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7090336496334492561-5506754448762500405?l=jcorkran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/feeds/5506754448762500405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/2011/12/oh-christmas-tree.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090336496334492561/posts/default/5506754448762500405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090336496334492561/posts/default/5506754448762500405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/2011/12/oh-christmas-tree.html' title='Oh, Christmas Tree'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13961179863939231847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVgCSkQVj7A/TS-JRWr5nNI/AAAAAAAABA4/2U5Y63LkEyc/S220/0117.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6M3OlEeNZfI/Tt-xlmZH__I/AAAAAAAABgM/3l9DZBYSOMY/s72-c/IMG_1284.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7090336496334492561.post-8508020146293792852</id><published>2011-12-07T12:55:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-07T12:59:45.295-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Well, I have been missing from my blog this week because we have been in Marianna. Unfortunately, Jeff lost his Papa last week. I know Jeff is so grateful that he was able to take a long hunting trip with his grandfather just a couple of months ago. That trip will now be so much more meaningful to him. Wayne was a man that my husband looked up to in so many ways. What a great loss for the Corkran family.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mFSsmHBPLSk/Tt-1IdkCfLI/AAAAAAAABg8/QAKMAKy77A8/s1600/IMG_1118.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mFSsmHBPLSk/Tt-1IdkCfLI/AAAAAAAABg8/QAKMAKy77A8/s640/IMG_1118.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;God is our refuge and strength, always ready to help in times of trouble. Psalm 46:1&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7090336496334492561-8508020146293792852?l=jcorkran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/feeds/8508020146293792852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/2011/12/well-i-have-been-missing-from-my-blog.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090336496334492561/posts/default/8508020146293792852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090336496334492561/posts/default/8508020146293792852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/2011/12/well-i-have-been-missing-from-my-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13961179863939231847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVgCSkQVj7A/TS-JRWr5nNI/AAAAAAAABA4/2U5Y63LkEyc/S220/0117.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mFSsmHBPLSk/Tt-1IdkCfLI/AAAAAAAABg8/QAKMAKy77A8/s72-c/IMG_1118.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7090336496334492561.post-6766546941620447721</id><published>2011-11-28T22:06:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-28T22:06:34.028-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving at The Lake</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;This year we spent Thanksgiving in Pickwick with my dad, Ms. Chris, grandpa, and Elaine. I loved spending the holiday weekend at my favorite place on Earth. What a comfort weekend it was.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-M7XcweBfZzs/TtRaH5isNAI/AAAAAAAABgE/fLksFONMpdw/s1600/photo.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-M7XcweBfZzs/TtRaH5isNAI/AAAAAAAABgE/fLksFONMpdw/s640/photo.JPG" width="430" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;My sweet daddy and grandpa carving our turkey!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dPLAI7nTNzU/TtRWV72cWEI/AAAAAAAABfs/k27Hq_iAXSs/s1600/DSC01029.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dPLAI7nTNzU/TtRWV72cWEI/AAAAAAAABfs/k27Hq_iAXSs/s640/DSC01029.jpg" width="466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Because there was only 6 of us this year I got to sit at the adult table. That never happens when celebrating holidays at the lake, ha!! Our Thanksgiving group this year...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-n8VqcsIPNtk/TtRWW-3vDXI/AAAAAAAABf0/HdiA-y2cOiI/s1600/DSC01033.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="450" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-n8VqcsIPNtk/TtRWW-3vDXI/AAAAAAAABf0/HdiA-y2cOiI/s640/DSC01033.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elaine and Ms. Chris at happy hour!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PzmwdcRegjM/TtRWYHzUYiI/AAAAAAAABf8/081Q6IseP6A/s1600/DSC01034.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="460" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PzmwdcRegjM/TtRWYHzUYiI/AAAAAAAABf8/081Q6IseP6A/s640/DSC01034.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeff and I always have so much to be thankful for and every year our blessings seem to multiply!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7090336496334492561-6766546941620447721?l=jcorkran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/feeds/6766546941620447721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/2011/11/thanksgiving-at-lake.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090336496334492561/posts/default/6766546941620447721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090336496334492561/posts/default/6766546941620447721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/2011/11/thanksgiving-at-lake.html' title='Thanksgiving at The Lake'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13961179863939231847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVgCSkQVj7A/TS-JRWr5nNI/AAAAAAAABA4/2U5Y63LkEyc/S220/0117.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-M7XcweBfZzs/TtRaH5isNAI/AAAAAAAABgE/fLksFONMpdw/s72-c/photo.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7090336496334492561.post-3942631113663380531</id><published>2011-11-22T16:27:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-22T16:27:29.122-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving Baking</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I am baking for Thanksgiving this year - and since I am working tonight and tomorrow night I had to do my baking early and freeze my pie &amp;amp; cake until the big day.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I made a Strawberry-Rhubarb Pie, at my husband's request. I have never made it before but the filling tastes so good!! I got the recipe off of Pinterest, of course, from &lt;a href="http://sixoneseven.blogspot.com/2010/06/strawberry-rhubarb-pie.html"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;here&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-36wz1xtDHIA/TswgXTGsLWI/AAAAAAAABfc/78_P9KDuUc4/s1600/Untitled.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="340" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-36wz1xtDHIA/TswgXTGsLWI/AAAAAAAABfc/78_P9KDuUc4/s640/Untitled.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And today I made a Pumpkin Cake. And by all of the scrap pieces that I tasted ... it is so good... but of course I could tell that it was going to be good with the list of the ingredients (which includes 3 sticks of butter and 2 cups of sugar)!! I got it off of Pinterest as well, &lt;a href="http://nancycreative.wordpress.com/2010/09/27/pumpkin-bundt-cake/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;here&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-79JkEGzarHk/TswgeoP-aEI/AAAAAAAABfk/Lzx8fgF0oY4/s1600/photo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="506" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-79JkEGzarHk/TswgeoP-aEI/AAAAAAAABfk/Lzx8fgF0oY4/s640/photo.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"A THANKFUL ATTITUDE opens windows of heaven." &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;-Jesus Calling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7090336496334492561-3942631113663380531?l=jcorkran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/feeds/3942631113663380531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/2011/11/thanksgiving-baking.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090336496334492561/posts/default/3942631113663380531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090336496334492561/posts/default/3942631113663380531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/2011/11/thanksgiving-baking.html' title='Thanksgiving Baking'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13961179863939231847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVgCSkQVj7A/TS-JRWr5nNI/AAAAAAAABA4/2U5Y63LkEyc/S220/0117.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-36wz1xtDHIA/TswgXTGsLWI/AAAAAAAABfc/78_P9KDuUc4/s72-c/Untitled.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7090336496334492561.post-8820608884083764772</id><published>2011-11-19T18:40:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T18:40:00.324-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello My Name is Jenny... and I am an Addict</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;I have noticed recently that I have an abnormal amount of "C's" displayed around my home...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;1.&lt;/span&gt; &amp;nbsp;My door mat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Yqwo5s_NJh4/TsWrcweszQI/AAAAAAAABd8/cEtNwNIvyQs/s1600/photo-2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="248" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Yqwo5s_NJh4/TsWrcweszQI/AAAAAAAABd8/cEtNwNIvyQs/s400/photo-2.JPG" style="cursor: move;" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;2. &lt;/span&gt;Etched glass vase that holds my wedding bouquet.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Xdxj20BTlT0/TsWrcAG2GQI/AAAAAAAABd0/4AeuowC7NoA/s1600/photo-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Xdxj20BTlT0/TsWrcAG2GQI/AAAAAAAABd0/4AeuowC7NoA/s400/photo-1.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;3. &lt;/span&gt;A cutting board in the dining room.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jcjDckduVVE/TsWrdnkSDGI/AAAAAAAABeE/ys8iuUYsguA/s1600/photo-3.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="256" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jcjDckduVVE/TsWrdnkSDGI/AAAAAAAABeE/ys8iuUYsguA/s400/photo-3.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;4. &lt;/span&gt;Silver "C" on a shelf in the kitchen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VaWplBOd2CE/TsWreWUI1wI/AAAAAAAABeM/nCFLdfNpqKI/s1600/photo-4.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VaWplBOd2CE/TsWreWUI1wI/AAAAAAAABeM/nCFLdfNpqKI/s400/photo-4.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;5. &lt;/span&gt;Hand towels in the guest bath.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T8o_-6jiw7E/TsWrfNBfEzI/AAAAAAAABeU/Awn1iivdV0I/s1600/photo-5.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T8o_-6jiw7E/TsWrfNBfEzI/AAAAAAAABeU/Awn1iivdV0I/s400/photo-5.JPG" width="345" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;6. &lt;/span&gt;Sign above the door to our bedroom.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sMG2ByH1f1A/TsWrf9BmKcI/AAAAAAAABec/7xrf8fhoOMA/s1600/photo-6.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="352" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sMG2ByH1f1A/TsWrf9BmKcI/AAAAAAAABec/7xrf8fhoOMA/s400/photo-6.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;7.&lt;/span&gt; New "C" on our fall wreath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AOjN59A3JTk/TsWrgJ1Z5NI/AAAAAAAABek/hkL1bcj2hy0/s1600/photo-7.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AOjN59A3JTk/TsWrgJ1Z5NI/AAAAAAAABek/hkL1bcj2hy0/s400/photo-7.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;8. &lt;/span&gt;Decoration on my dresser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1wPKS-p4qdI/TsWrieSF9EI/AAAAAAAABes/IpLNNiLM1GA/s1600/photo.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1wPKS-p4qdI/TsWrieSF9EI/AAAAAAAABes/IpLNNiLM1GA/s400/photo.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;9. &lt;/span&gt;Decoration on the wall, just as you walk in from the garage (you know, just in case you missed the two on the front door).&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OVSOAhbqyFw/TsXZPfTlbNI/AAAAAAAABe0/ALKHwUnuRPw/s1600/photo.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OVSOAhbqyFw/TsXZPfTlbNI/AAAAAAAABe0/ALKHwUnuRPw/s400/photo.JPG" width="302" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;And I just got rid of one on my last blog header.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I noticed my "problem" while trying to de-personalize my home when preparing it for the market. An abnormal amount of monograms probably doesn't make too many people feel at home (unless, of course, their name starts with a C).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;What can I say? I love a good monogram! &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The first step is admitting the problem, right?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7090336496334492561-8820608884083764772?l=jcorkran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/feeds/8820608884083764772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/2011/11/hello-my-name-is-jenny-and-i-am-addict.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090336496334492561/posts/default/8820608884083764772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090336496334492561/posts/default/8820608884083764772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/2011/11/hello-my-name-is-jenny-and-i-am-addict.html' title='Hello My Name is Jenny... and I am an Addict'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13961179863939231847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVgCSkQVj7A/TS-JRWr5nNI/AAAAAAAABA4/2U5Y63LkEyc/S220/0117.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Yqwo5s_NJh4/TsWrcweszQI/AAAAAAAABd8/cEtNwNIvyQs/s72-c/photo-2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7090336496334492561.post-65788643649603384</id><published>2011-11-17T22:28:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-17T22:31:00.870-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Ol' Pasta Recipe</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;I made a really good pasta dish the other night - it was kind of like hamburger helper on crack. &amp;nbsp;I got it from Paula Deen's magazine. As soon as I read the name of the recipe I knew it would be good... Cheesy 3-Meat Spaghetti Pie (but mine was more like the cheesy 2-meat spaghetti pie because I left out ham. I'm not a fan of ham). It was easy and so, so good!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Brown 1lb of ground chuck. Add 8 oz of diced ham, 1c of quartered pepperoni slices, and 1c of chopped onion. Cook over medium heat. &amp;nbsp;Drain well and return to skillet.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Add 26 oz of pasta sauce, 14.5 oz of diced tomatoes (with added basil, garlic, and oregano), 1 tsp of Italian seasoning, 1/4 tsp of crushed red pepper, and 2c of shredded Italian blend cheese. Stir until cheese melts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Combine beef mixture and 16 oz of cooked rigatoni. Bake on 350 for 30 min in a 13x9 inch baking dish (coated with non-stick spray). Sprinkle with 1c of cheese and bake for 10 more min.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;It is pretty good!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2XKoTqvKISw/TsXag-Qp8eI/AAAAAAAABe8/QF4rstenfC8/s1600/photo-8.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2XKoTqvKISw/TsXag-Qp8eI/AAAAAAAABe8/QF4rstenfC8/s640/photo-8.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And, in case you were wondering, I re-made the Apple Cake from &lt;a href="http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/2011/11/midweek-randoms.html"&gt;Wednesday&lt;/a&gt;. It just wasn't very good - something was wrong - and I needed to feel like an adequate baker. If at first you don't succeed, try and try again. I trashed the 1st cake and, wa-la, attempt two turned out great!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_JSdTt312s8/TsXcZqNqapI/AAAAAAAABfM/Lz6QPN5JTNM/s1600/photo-9.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_JSdTt312s8/TsXcZqNqapI/AAAAAAAABfM/Lz6QPN5JTNM/s640/photo-9.jpg" width="624" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7090336496334492561-65788643649603384?l=jcorkran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/feeds/65788643649603384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/2011/11/good-ol-pasta-recipe.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090336496334492561/posts/default/65788643649603384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090336496334492561/posts/default/65788643649603384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/2011/11/good-ol-pasta-recipe.html' title='Good Ol&apos; Pasta Recipe'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13961179863939231847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVgCSkQVj7A/TS-JRWr5nNI/AAAAAAAABA4/2U5Y63LkEyc/S220/0117.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2XKoTqvKISw/TsXag-Qp8eI/AAAAAAAABe8/QF4rstenfC8/s72-c/photo-8.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7090336496334492561.post-224494352679053329</id><published>2011-11-16T17:39:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-16T17:39:51.970-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Midweek Randoms</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;1. I absolutely cannot believe that Thanksgiving is next week. Seriously, where has this year gone?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;But I am super excited about the holidays. The Christmas gifts that I have ordered are arriving almost daily - I love getting packages delivered... even if they aren't for me. I stocked up on my wrapping paper and ribbon today from Hobby Lobby. &amp;nbsp;And left with Christmas songs stuck in my head.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;2. I have started baking - in the spirit of the holidays. I love to bake and wish I was better at it. I have 3 new recipes that I am trying out over the next week. Strawberry Rhubarb Pie, Pumpkin Cake, and Apple Cake. I made the Apple Cake today. It was a fail. Tastes fine but something is just not right. I'm thinking it was the flour that I used (I tried to go with whole wheat). I learned that I should just stick with what I know... and that is not wheat flour. Here's to hoping that my next two attempts turn out a little better.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vOr4tsMoYGk/TsRGdNLMEgI/AAAAAAAABdc/1z3ZnpiH9To/s1600/photo.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vOr4tsMoYGk/TsRGdNLMEgI/AAAAAAAABdc/1z3ZnpiH9To/s400/photo.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;3. I painted a little cheap-o table that we have in our bedroom. I used chalk paint.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;[Which, since I never posted about the details as promised... it is a paint that does not require sanding prior to painting (a short cutter's dream). This paint is sold online for a lot of money, somewhere around $35 for a quart + shipping, and I will not be spending that much. Chalk paint is just unsanded grout mixed with flat paint. And I use a wax paste to finish. Love it!]&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-L9n8XMl5dCM/TsRIADfN0PI/AAAAAAAABdk/ILiaafwI-0k/s1600/photo-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-L9n8XMl5dCM/TsRIADfN0PI/AAAAAAAABdk/ILiaafwI-0k/s400/photo-1.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Now I can't decide if I want to continue with the black paint to re-vamp a few other pieces in our room. Like this one...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4kWyTJ0wNr8/TsRIXR-1HhI/AAAAAAAABds/wAYfwydFk2M/s1600/photo-2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4kWyTJ0wNr8/TsRIXR-1HhI/AAAAAAAABds/wAYfwydFk2M/s400/photo-2.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;4. We are still sitting in our &lt;i&gt;unsold&lt;/i&gt; house. I'm getting worried that we will be pulling it off of the market soon for the holidays. Ugh. Jeff and I kind of expected that, but the optimist in me wished we would of been wrong. Of well. Just more time to save.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;5. And speaking of moving - one day - I am now torn between moving to East Memphis (our original plan) or moving to Collierville (where I grew up). Jeff is very against Collierville because of the commute. But I just love it out there.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Anways, I hope everyone is having a great week!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7090336496334492561-224494352679053329?l=jcorkran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/feeds/224494352679053329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/2011/11/midweek-randoms.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090336496334492561/posts/default/224494352679053329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090336496334492561/posts/default/224494352679053329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/2011/11/midweek-randoms.html' title='Midweek Randoms'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13961179863939231847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVgCSkQVj7A/TS-JRWr5nNI/AAAAAAAABA4/2U5Y63LkEyc/S220/0117.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vOr4tsMoYGk/TsRGdNLMEgI/AAAAAAAABdc/1z3ZnpiH9To/s72-c/photo.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7090336496334492561.post-4193403234616312070</id><published>2011-11-12T21:48:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-12T21:51:03.919-06:00</updated><title type='text'>PINTEREST: My Attempts</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Love Pinterest.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Here are a few of my Pinterest tries...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;What I love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KbwJyCJq-tc/Tr88dqGh84I/AAAAAAAABdM/0kflktmaJNk/s1600/209883193_dXK5owIe_c.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KbwJyCJq-tc/Tr88dqGh84I/AAAAAAAABdM/0kflktmaJNk/s400/209883193_dXK5owIe_c.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #8c7e7e; font-family: 'helvetica neue', arial, sans-serif; line-height: 17px;"&gt;From&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.google.com/imgres?q=fall+wreath+ideas&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;sa=X&amp;amp;rls=com.microsoft:en-us:IE-Address&amp;amp;tbm=isch&amp;amp;prmd=imvns&amp;amp;tbnid=sFMOeJ9QQ65j1M:&amp;amp;imgrefurl=http://missmustardseed.blogspot.com/2009/11/furniture-feature-friday-link-party_12.html&amp;amp;docid=XyrCOWQEOdrBzM&amp;amp;w=240&amp;amp;h=320&amp;amp;ei=flBxTsX3IoSqsQKfoonvCQ&amp;amp;zoom=1&amp;amp;iact=hc&amp;amp;vpx=977&amp;amp;vpy=234&amp;amp;dur=9653&amp;amp;hovh=256&amp;amp;hovw=192&amp;amp;tx=81&amp;amp;ty=193&amp;amp;page=1&amp;amp;tbnh=161&amp;amp;tbnw=126&amp;amp;start=0&amp;amp;ndsp=14&amp;amp;ved=1t:429,r:5,s:0&amp;amp;biw=1366&amp;amp;bih=629" style="color: #ad9c9c; font-weight: bold; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; text-decoration: none;" target="_blank"&gt;google.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;What I made.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3uo1R65l7TM/Tr87PLyfC9I/AAAAAAAABck/M48cMidwdTs/s1600/photo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3uo1R65l7TM/Tr87PLyfC9I/AAAAAAAABck/M48cMidwdTs/s400/photo.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What I love.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yGbeSNrw1JY/Tr88J4nKkqI/AAAAAAAABdE/T_fggJ19P1Y/s1600/392491947_K0sYidgH_c.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yGbeSNrw1JY/Tr88J4nKkqI/AAAAAAAABdE/T_fggJ19P1Y/s400/392491947_K0sYidgH_c.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #8c7e7e; font-family: 'helvetica neue', arial, sans-serif; line-height: 17px;"&gt;From&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://nailstah.com/2010/11/19/o-p-i-you-dont-know-jacques-matte-review/o-p-i-you-dont-know-jacques-matte/" style="color: #ad9c9c; font-weight: bold; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; text-decoration: none;" target="_blank"&gt;nailstah.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I bought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-family: Times; font-size: small; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I-8xkREqyaM/Tr87P7WuSMI/AAAAAAAABcs/yNuWkOk0g68/s1600/photo1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I-8xkREqyaM/Tr87P7WuSMI/AAAAAAAABcs/yNuWkOk0g68/s400/photo1.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What I love.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vCT9x-eTReg/Tr887AX9yBI/AAAAAAAABdU/_ysZD8E4yQc/s1600/391763332_rSmwM0qA_c.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vCT9x-eTReg/Tr887AX9yBI/AAAAAAAABdU/_ysZD8E4yQc/s400/391763332_rSmwM0qA_c.jpg" width="371" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #8c7e7e; font-family: 'helvetica neue', arial, sans-serif; line-height: 17px;"&gt;From&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/listing/60643768/christmas-shirt-ribbon-tree-red?ref=sr_gallery_4&amp;amp;ga_search_submit=&amp;amp;ga_search_query=Christmas+shirt&amp;amp;ga_view_type=gallery&amp;amp;ga_ship_to=US&amp;amp;ga_search_type=handmade&amp;amp;ga_facet=handmade" style="color: #ad9c9c; font-weight: bold; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; text-decoration: none;" target="_blank"&gt;etsy.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;What I made (two for &lt;a href="http://www.kateandlily.blogspot.com/"&gt;our twin nieces&lt;/a&gt;):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-snXVVv6ZWHY/Tr87QtICQPI/AAAAAAAABc0/sUa7bOrz95c/s1600/photo2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-snXVVv6ZWHY/Tr87QtICQPI/AAAAAAAABc0/sUa7bOrz95c/s400/photo2.jpg" width="296" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O1j332_0x_o/Tr87RbfxmlI/AAAAAAAABc8/JVclg3qvehk/s1600/photo3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O1j332_0x_o/Tr87RbfxmlI/AAAAAAAABc8/JVclg3qvehk/s400/photo3.jpg" width="310" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My tries are no where close to my pinterest finds, but I loved the attempt. How much do you love pinterest?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7090336496334492561-4193403234616312070?l=jcorkran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/feeds/4193403234616312070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/2011/11/pinterest-my-attempts.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090336496334492561/posts/default/4193403234616312070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090336496334492561/posts/default/4193403234616312070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/2011/11/pinterest-my-attempts.html' title='PINTEREST: My Attempts'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13961179863939231847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVgCSkQVj7A/TS-JRWr5nNI/AAAAAAAABA4/2U5Y63LkEyc/S220/0117.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KbwJyCJq-tc/Tr88dqGh84I/AAAAAAAABdM/0kflktmaJNk/s72-c/209883193_dXK5owIe_c.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7090336496334492561.post-7998545095061117204</id><published>2011-11-11T10:24:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-11T10:24:48.484-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Arkansas Homecoming</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Early in the year our college friends decided to designate one game of the Razorback season as a sort of mini-reunion. Last weekend was Homecoming in Fayetteville and also happened to be our reunion game. We had the best weekend with our friends - and the Razorbacks had a great win!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Tailgating with my fav...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WsGq7zQKiV0/Tr1KpsuDzAI/AAAAAAAABcM/8HDGwXXQpvU/s1600/317893_975822676577_20603116_42198550_381217470_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WsGq7zQKiV0/Tr1KpsuDzAI/AAAAAAAABcM/8HDGwXXQpvU/s640/317893_975822676577_20603116_42198550_381217470_n.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and my travel partners...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ipVDFIVVx54/Tr1KrRaJTHI/AAAAAAAABcU/byinilUlYfo/s1600/DSC01015.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ipVDFIVVx54/Tr1KrRaJTHI/AAAAAAAABcU/byinilUlYfo/s640/DSC01015.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I love getting to see our college friends. We had someone come from as far away as Denver, CO. We met up on Friday night on Dickson Street and caught up. On Saturday we all tailgated at the &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/pages/PODS-Party-Box-Razorback-Tailgate/272639239430453"&gt;Party Pod&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;(special thanks to my brother for hosting us). Here are some of our Pike boys at the tailgate...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PcodsjKd8Qg/Tr1Ks09z3YI/AAAAAAAABcc/-Wuk_SpVeBU/s1600/DSC01018.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PcodsjKd8Qg/Tr1Ks09z3YI/AAAAAAAABcc/-Wuk_SpVeBU/s640/DSC01018.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Jeff and I have some really great friends in Memphis, but there is just something special about our college friends. I think we should all move back to the same city - it would make my day! Anyways, it was a great weekend and seeing some of my favorite people in the world did my heart good. I can't wait to see everyone again soon in April for a wedding.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7090336496334492561-7998545095061117204?l=jcorkran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/feeds/7998545095061117204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/2011/11/arkansas-homecoming.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090336496334492561/posts/default/7998545095061117204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090336496334492561/posts/default/7998545095061117204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/2011/11/arkansas-homecoming.html' title='Arkansas Homecoming'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13961179863939231847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVgCSkQVj7A/TS-JRWr5nNI/AAAAAAAABA4/2U5Y63LkEyc/S220/0117.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WsGq7zQKiV0/Tr1KpsuDzAI/AAAAAAAABcM/8HDGwXXQpvU/s72-c/317893_975822676577_20603116_42198550_381217470_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7090336496334492561.post-6028881504351253325</id><published>2011-11-10T10:09:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-09T11:10:47.850-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Long Time Waiting</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Remember this post &lt;a href="http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/2010/10/because-i-am-pretty-much-open-book.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. Well I have been wanting a baby long before that day, but that was kind of our start in the "for-real" of wanting a baby. It is crazy to me to think that I have been waiting for so long (that is a lot of months of disappointment). Unfortunately, Jeff and I have been faced with some difficulties when it comes to making this dream a reality - I don't really want to use the word infertility but that is kind of our struggle at this point.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I don't really want to be too detailed with our journey (Jeff is definitely more private when it comes to the subject than me and I want to respect that).&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Tuesday of this week was our first step into "fixing" our problem and taking steps towards parenthood. I had surgery to make my uterus more welcoming to a little baby. I am still recovering, but luckily everything went really well and I have had very minimal pain.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My family and friends have been so sweet and supportive. I received several prayers, phone calls, and texts checking on me. My MIL &amp;amp; SIL sent me the sweetest care packages with magazines, puzzle books, drawings by Kate and Lily, and candy corn snack mix (which was gone way before the day of my procedure, ha). My momma came over and cooked me my childhood comfort food for lunch and left a frozen lasagna for dinner. My dad and stepmom came into town and are staying with me on Tuesday until tomorrow. And my husband has been nothing less than a saint. I am blessed to say the least. Thank you everyone for your thoughtfulness.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hopefully this one step will be the difference that helps up with a little miracle, but if not we have some more plans in the future (probably around the first of next year). I am very optimistic and am so thankful we have a great doctor. I am excited to start moving forward in this area. Prayers are welcomed and appreciated!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7090336496334492561-6028881504351253325?l=jcorkran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/feeds/6028881504351253325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/2011/11/long-time-waiting.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090336496334492561/posts/default/6028881504351253325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090336496334492561/posts/default/6028881504351253325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/2011/11/long-time-waiting.html' title='Long Time Waiting'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13961179863939231847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVgCSkQVj7A/TS-JRWr5nNI/AAAAAAAABA4/2U5Y63LkEyc/S220/0117.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7090336496334492561.post-653111586734712546</id><published>2011-11-09T10:40:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-10T19:34:57.290-06:00</updated><title type='text'>diy Shutter Headboard</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;I have been in desperate need of a new bed for a while now. I talked about this before &lt;a href="http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/2010/05/time-for-new-bed.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; - well over a year ago. I have been searching for the perfect and affordable bed ever since but nothing I found ended up working out. A couple of months ago I was out at my Mom and Wesley's and saw some old shutters they had in storage. The idea hit me and I knew that these shutters would be our new headboard! After much help from Pinterest I found the look I wanted.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Bed Before:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i5VKjeF6tDA/Trql80d565I/AAAAAAAABaw/9yTcNDdgn2Q/s1600/DSC00995.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="488" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i5VKjeF6tDA/Trql80d565I/AAAAAAAABaw/9yTcNDdgn2Q/s640/DSC00995.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Shutters Before:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UMW3PtOLq_Y/Trql-jqAi7I/AAAAAAAABa4/DkcgyxffqCI/s1600/DSC00996.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UMW3PtOLq_Y/Trql-jqAi7I/AAAAAAAABa4/DkcgyxffqCI/s640/DSC00996.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I painted the shutters with some home-made chalk paint. If you haven't heard of chalk paint don't worry because I will be blogging about that later this week. I found the recipe on Pinterest and will credit that person during my chalk paint post. Pretty much the best thing ever when painting furniture (which is my new obsession). I used some paint that I already had - mixed black matte paint and a gray primer to create the color I was looking for (and to save some &amp;nbsp;$$).&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fZByg23--EU/TrqmA7EgeoI/AAAAAAAABbA/QWI53OdSifo/s1600/DSC00998.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fZByg23--EU/TrqmA7EgeoI/AAAAAAAABbA/QWI53OdSifo/s640/DSC00998.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;I built a frame to attach all of my shutters to. I did this to give the headboard an extra inch or so of depth and to make for easy hanging and moving. The wood was cheap and I went to Lowe's with my measurements and they cut the wood for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I connected the frame using metal brackets and some wood glue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tXxWHa4GINk/TrqmEaPO1LI/AAAAAAAABbQ/Xi8ncO99KDY/s1600/DSC01003.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-th5EJTMl9OA/TrqmHU2jHwI/AAAAAAAABbc/N_UmAqw3DBo/s1600/DSC01005.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-th5EJTMl9OA/TrqmHU2jHwI/AAAAAAAABbc/N_UmAqw3DBo/s320/DSC01005.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once my frame was built, I attached each shutter by pre-drilling holes (to ensure that the wood didn't split) and drilled in wood screws. I covered the screw holes with wood filler.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had my trusty helper by me the entire time... however, she wasn't much help... just kept me company :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DkZzFjvWO8s/TrqmCvVuMMI/AAAAAAAABbI/fKlyXZlYRf4/s1600/DSC01002.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DkZzFjvWO8s/TrqmCvVuMMI/AAAAAAAABbI/fKlyXZlYRf4/s640/DSC01002.jpg" style="cursor: move;" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;I attached 5 picture hanger brackets to the top of the headboard and then hung it with &amp;nbsp;hercules hooks. For a more permanent hang you may want to use flush mounts (which we will use when our house sells and we re-hang our headboard in our new home).&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The Finished Product:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ARIxSO-6VUY/TrqmJHuMWnI/AAAAAAAABbo/VzSUUEUMU2k/s1600/DSC01010.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ARIxSO-6VUY/TrqmJHuMWnI/AAAAAAAABbo/VzSUUEUMU2k/s640/DSC01010.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7090336496334492561-653111586734712546?l=jcorkran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/feeds/653111586734712546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/2011/11/diy-shutter-headboard.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090336496334492561/posts/default/653111586734712546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090336496334492561/posts/default/653111586734712546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/2011/11/diy-shutter-headboard.html' title='diy Shutter Headboard'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13961179863939231847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVgCSkQVj7A/TS-JRWr5nNI/AAAAAAAABA4/2U5Y63LkEyc/S220/0117.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i5VKjeF6tDA/Trql80d565I/AAAAAAAABaw/9yTcNDdgn2Q/s72-c/DSC00995.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7090336496334492561.post-5356654139634161871</id><published>2011-11-04T15:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-04T15:15:20.027-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Puppy Party</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Last night we went to a party for Ginger - my cousin's dog. Ginger turned 1! Catherine and Alan invited us over for dinner (all of us - including Jade and Bogey). We had a great night. The adults ate tacos and the pups ate puppy cake.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;All of the pups... do you know how hard it was to get all of them looking and sitting still at once.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7Z_3vTXn-B0/TrRGvGEAefI/AAAAAAAABYo/XcOyDR9gA0s/s1600/photo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7Z_3vTXn-B0/TrRGvGEAefI/AAAAAAAABYo/XcOyDR9gA0s/s640/photo.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;Jadey enjoying her piece of birthday cake - and Bogey in the background being jealous that his was already finished.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oJI37PY33HE/TrRGyBZqkLI/AAAAAAAABYw/pTI-BXJCFmc/s1600/photo1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oJI37PY33HE/TrRGyBZqkLI/AAAAAAAABYw/pTI-BXJCFmc/s640/photo1.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Catherine and Jade at the party.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hHv7INROQh0/TrRG0XB2JmI/AAAAAAAABY4/2yr2WOI27ZM/s1600/photo3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hHv7INROQh0/TrRG0XB2JmI/AAAAAAAABY4/2yr2WOI27ZM/s640/photo3.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7090336496334492561-5356654139634161871?l=jcorkran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/feeds/5356654139634161871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/2011/11/puppy-party.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090336496334492561/posts/default/5356654139634161871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090336496334492561/posts/default/5356654139634161871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/2011/11/puppy-party.html' title='A Puppy Party'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13961179863939231847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVgCSkQVj7A/TS-JRWr5nNI/AAAAAAAABA4/2U5Y63LkEyc/S220/0117.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7Z_3vTXn-B0/TrRGvGEAefI/AAAAAAAABYo/XcOyDR9gA0s/s72-c/photo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7090336496334492561.post-8035154192364592002</id><published>2011-11-03T14:28:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-03T14:29:23.105-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween This Year</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Better late than never, I guess! Halloween this year was a little different around our house - it was my first "holiday" to work (I know Halloween is not really a holiday). Usually on Halloween we eat chili &amp;nbsp;with grilled cheese and pass out candy to all of the neighborhood kids - but this year I was at the hospital that night and Jeff had the guys over for Monday night football.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;But don't worry, we did get a change to celebrate Halloween. And we didn't miss out on the chili and grilled cheese tradition. Jeff cooked some chili last Saturday and we ate it for lunch while lounging on the couch all day watching college football. It was great! Later that night I worked a short 6-11 shift and Jeff went to a party with our friends.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UcyJ6Kl0MfA/TrLldv0-9mI/AAAAAAAABWo/sBaUJBbP7qM/s1600/photo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UcyJ6Kl0MfA/TrLldv0-9mI/AAAAAAAABWo/sBaUJBbP7qM/s640/photo.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't miss out though because I headed to the party after work. I didn't dress up since I got there so late (kind of wish I did... everyone else looked so cute).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_JvZUsb9Qr4/TrLleGzg0WI/AAAAAAAABWw/9jpNSXWdVo0/s1600/photo1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_JvZUsb9Qr4/TrLleGzg0WI/AAAAAAAABWw/9jpNSXWdVo0/s640/photo1.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did mess up one part of the day &amp;nbsp;- Jeff and I decided he wouldn't pass out candy on Halloween night since I wouldn't be home to help control our crazy dogs every time the door bell rang. Before I left for work I made sure that the front porch light was out (isn't that universal for "don't come trick-or-treat here"? Well apparently not in our neighborhood and Jeff ended up having some little kiddos come by. He had to send them away without any candy. &amp;nbsp;Poor things. I felt terrible. If I have to work next year then I will make sure that we have an emergency, just-in-case stash!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7090336496334492561-8035154192364592002?l=jcorkran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/feeds/8035154192364592002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/2011/11/halloween-this-year.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090336496334492561/posts/default/8035154192364592002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090336496334492561/posts/default/8035154192364592002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/2011/11/halloween-this-year.html' title='Halloween This Year'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13961179863939231847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVgCSkQVj7A/TS-JRWr5nNI/AAAAAAAABA4/2U5Y63LkEyc/S220/0117.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UcyJ6Kl0MfA/TrLldv0-9mI/AAAAAAAABWo/sBaUJBbP7qM/s72-c/photo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7090336496334492561.post-429565926522428155</id><published>2011-10-26T15:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-26T15:57:33.318-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Patience</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Once upon a time my momma used to tell me "patience is the truest virtue." She told me that like every other day... &lt;i&gt;seriously, all the time. &lt;/i&gt;I'm just going to be honest, patience is not my best quality - never has been.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Waiting for our house to sell has been torture for me. And this week nobody even came to look at it (very sad). My pinterest is filled with new decorating plans for the new house we will buy - whenever that may be - and I'm just dying to get started.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Here are a few of my favorite pins for the home:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xhChkrTEwjI/TqhxpZamvUI/AAAAAAAABUg/3LsI_NPOw88/s1600/267102062_w0CUD8rS_c.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xhChkrTEwjI/TqhxpZamvUI/AAAAAAAABUg/3LsI_NPOw88/s640/267102062_w0CUD8rS_c.jpg" width="630" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #8c7e7e; font-family: 'helvetica neue', arial, sans-serif; line-height: 17px;"&gt;From&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.houseofturquoise.com/2010/11/tobi-fairley-does-it-again.html" style="color: #ad9c9c; font-weight: bold; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; text-decoration: none;" target="_blank"&gt;houseofturquoise.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RvhpJXtM_bE/Tqhx8nuoU6I/AAAAAAAABUo/4xIjT1hYbiI/s1600/267033689_dd6XNxVp_c.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RvhpJXtM_bE/Tqhx8nuoU6I/AAAAAAAABUo/4xIjT1hYbiI/s640/267033689_dd6XNxVp_c.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #8c7e7e; font-family: 'helvetica neue', arial, sans-serif; line-height: 17px;"&gt;From&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://desdemventana.blogspot.com/search/label/Estilo%20English%20Country" style="color: #ad9c9c; font-weight: bold; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; text-decoration: none;" target="_blank"&gt;desdemventana.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-J3TmBExzudE/TqhyMVDLlyI/AAAAAAAABUw/ZxbuFx19X2o/s1600/267191677_m8u6SUa2_c.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-J3TmBExzudE/TqhyMVDLlyI/AAAAAAAABUw/ZxbuFx19X2o/s640/267191677_m8u6SUa2_c.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #8c7e7e; font-family: 'helvetica neue', arial, sans-serif; line-height: 17px;"&gt;From&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.sunset.com/home/outdoor-living/ideas-for-deck-design-00400000061353/" style="color: #ad9c9c; font-weight: bold; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; text-decoration: none;" target="_blank"&gt;sunset.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Someone please buy my house!! &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yes, I realize I need to work on my patience. After all, God's timing for my life has proven me wrong over and over again. In hindsight His timing has always been perfect, and I just need to give in and stop worrying about all of the waiting. But I am just so ready to start decorating a new home (plus, I am already in love with one and want to be able to buy it before someone else scoops it up, ha!).&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7090336496334492561-429565926522428155?l=jcorkran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/feeds/429565926522428155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/2011/10/patience.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090336496334492561/posts/default/429565926522428155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090336496334492561/posts/default/429565926522428155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/2011/10/patience.html' title='Patience'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13961179863939231847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVgCSkQVj7A/TS-JRWr5nNI/AAAAAAAABA4/2U5Y63LkEyc/S220/0117.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xhChkrTEwjI/TqhxpZamvUI/AAAAAAAABUg/3LsI_NPOw88/s72-c/267102062_w0CUD8rS_c.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7090336496334492561.post-1736703045829800895</id><published>2011-10-24T09:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-24T09:49:59.744-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Working for the Weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Work, work, work. I worked 56 hours last week. Three 12 hour shifts at the hospital and 2 1/2 &amp;nbsp;days at the OB/GYN office that I work for as a "fill-in". &amp;nbsp;Holy work-a-holic! If you know me at all then you know that working is not my priority in life. In fact, if Jeff came home today and said "you never have to work again" I would be beyond elated. What can I say... I would rather spend my time else where, ha!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Anyways, I was asked to help out at Ruch Clinic last week and I was happy to. I love working with my friends there and it's great to keep my toes in Women's health. I knew the work week would be busy and I mentally prepared for a week full of nursing. And I survived!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;After such a busy week it was no surprise how excited I was to see the weekend.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;We had a great weekend. Jeff went to Oxford for the Ole Miss vs Arkansas game - give me a heart attack. That game was ridiculous and a little too close for my comfort. But I was happy that we got the W. While Jeff was at the game I met my mom and step-dad's granddaughter (catch that relation) out in Bolivar for a fall festival. We l.o.v.e. fall festivals, but who doesn't?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;It was beautiful weather and we somehow spent 4 hours walking around the smallest festival I have ever been to. We had so much fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Mom and Megan at lunch on the Bolivar town square.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-osZvmPeHPEY/TqV3Ylh4BaI/AAAAAAAABUE/ds-ELPFWJig/s1600/DSC00990.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-osZvmPeHPEY/TqV3Ylh4BaI/AAAAAAAABUE/ds-ELPFWJig/s640/DSC00990.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I picked up this lovely piece of pottery - such a great deal too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iYByMIkZ-SE/TqV3Z6f2DGI/AAAAAAAABUM/zg3YIC93udU/s1600/DSC00994.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iYByMIkZ-SE/TqV3Z6f2DGI/AAAAAAAABUM/zg3YIC93udU/s640/DSC00994.jpg" width="508" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday night Jeff and I headed over to some friends' home to grill out and watch some football. They have the greatest back deck complete with a fire pit, comfy outdoor furniture, and satellite television. Perfect fall ending to a classically fall afternoon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7090336496334492561-1736703045829800895?l=jcorkran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/feeds/1736703045829800895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/2011/10/working-for-weekend.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090336496334492561/posts/default/1736703045829800895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090336496334492561/posts/default/1736703045829800895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/2011/10/working-for-weekend.html' title='Working for the Weekend'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13961179863939231847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVgCSkQVj7A/TS-JRWr5nNI/AAAAAAAABA4/2U5Y63LkEyc/S220/0117.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-osZvmPeHPEY/TqV3Ylh4BaI/AAAAAAAABUE/ds-ELPFWJig/s72-c/DSC00990.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7090336496334492561.post-1292644005866726817</id><published>2011-10-17T16:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T16:57:58.786-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Shift Work and other details of this week</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;Shift Work&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I just moved to night shift this week. I knew that I was going to be working night shift when I was first hired, but I had to complete orientation during day shift. I was so nervous last night going into work. I had butterflies in my stomach so bad that you would have thought it was my first day of work all over again.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It went really well. I didn't have a problem staying up... and I don't think I'm going to have a problem napping during the day! Thanks to my favorite over-sized blanket and a sleep mask I have been sleeping just fine. The best part is - I don't have to hear my 5:15 AM alarm anymore. I think the pups like the fact that I'm home all day to cuddle, too.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;New Present&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I am getting the new iPhone this week... whenever I make my way over to the AT&amp;amp;T store. I have the iPhone 3 and it is so very s.l.o.w. As soon as the announcement was made that a new iPhone was coming out my loving husband told me that I should get it because "I deserve it" - sweet man. Can't wait!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ip5aXfdU_zc/TpygYuTEpvI/AAAAAAAABTY/A55U0PQjK-o/s1600/features_hero.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="114" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ip5aXfdU_zc/TpygYuTEpvI/AAAAAAAABTY/A55U0PQjK-o/s640/features_hero.png" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;House Update&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Our house has been on the market for a little over 2 weeks. We have had 4 showings and I am just dying to sell. Who knows how long it will take, but I am glad that we have at least had some interest.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;And the Rest of the Details&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The Boldreghini Family reunion was this past weekend in Montgomery Bell State Park. The weather was beautiful and I loved the time with my family, as always. Too bad only 1/3 of the group could make it this year.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f6-9k_MaOHQ/TpyhzVr8oNI/AAAAAAAABTg/nBfqpHwv16g/s1600/301525_10150368480772958_760952957_8296475_1849497238_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f6-9k_MaOHQ/TpyhzVr8oNI/AAAAAAAABTg/nBfqpHwv16g/s640/301525_10150368480772958_760952957_8296475_1849497238_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Jeff is in South Dakota for his annual hunting trip with his Dad and Grandad. I miss him way too much and can't wait until he gets home!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Qjyy6t7O5pI/Tpyk2aN0HmI/AAAAAAAABTw/rI-lP1ri2xU/s1600/photo.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Qjyy6t7O5pI/Tpyk2aN0HmI/AAAAAAAABTw/rI-lP1ri2xU/s640/photo.JPG" width="360" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And last but not least, Happy Birthday to my Stepmom, Miss Chris (which was actually yesterday). Hope you have a great boat trip to celebrate!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7090336496334492561-1292644005866726817?l=jcorkran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/feeds/1292644005866726817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/2011/10/shift-work-and-other-details-of-this.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090336496334492561/posts/default/1292644005866726817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090336496334492561/posts/default/1292644005866726817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/2011/10/shift-work-and-other-details-of-this.html' title='Shift Work and other details of this week'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13961179863939231847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVgCSkQVj7A/TS-JRWr5nNI/AAAAAAAABA4/2U5Y63LkEyc/S220/0117.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ip5aXfdU_zc/TpygYuTEpvI/AAAAAAAABTY/A55U0PQjK-o/s72-c/features_hero.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7090336496334492561.post-499797661017961132</id><published>2011-10-11T22:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-11T22:01:05.977-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Day in My Shoes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;These are the only shoes I wore today...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SKTWrnIqIXQ/TpTxDDgVDsI/AAAAAAAABTQ/9RKORnmJOVo/s1600/photo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SKTWrnIqIXQ/TpTxDDgVDsI/AAAAAAAABTQ/9RKORnmJOVo/s640/photo.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Yep, those would be my house shoes. My plan today was to enjoy a nice, easy-going, errand-free day at home. This morning I decided that I was not, for any reason, going to leave the house. I thought it would be nice. So today I stayed in my house shoes &lt;i&gt;all day long&lt;/i&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;As much as I enjoyed it... it's apparently not my style. I have been talking Jeff's ear off ever since he got home from work, I have worn out every possible website that I am interested in, and I am way too anxious about getting our house sold so I can buy all of the houses that I fell in love with on realtor.com today. Needless to say, a boring day at home just does not work for me. No matter how comfy my house shoes are.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;I have a day filled with productive-ness planned for tomorrow, ha!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7090336496334492561-499797661017961132?l=jcorkran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/feeds/499797661017961132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/2011/10/day-in-my-shoes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090336496334492561/posts/default/499797661017961132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090336496334492561/posts/default/499797661017961132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/2011/10/day-in-my-shoes.html' title='A Day in My Shoes'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13961179863939231847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVgCSkQVj7A/TS-JRWr5nNI/AAAAAAAABA4/2U5Y63LkEyc/S220/0117.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SKTWrnIqIXQ/TpTxDDgVDsI/AAAAAAAABTQ/9RKORnmJOVo/s72-c/photo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7090336496334492561.post-5129276913217585264</id><published>2011-10-10T20:15:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-10T20:15:00.048-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Feed the Soul</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Last week we went to&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.mifa.org/"&gt;MIFA&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;'s Feed the Soul Event with some of our friend's from Jeff's work. It was fun but I am not going to lie, it was hard for me to stay out on a weeknight and go to work the next day. I admit it... I am a homebody.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-teFX03VqwfE/TpJHe_HljRI/AAAAAAAABTI/kwLHMuvEjl0/s1600/DSC00958.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-teFX03VqwfE/TpJHe_HljRI/AAAAAAAABTI/kwLHMuvEjl0/s640/DSC00958.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Patrick and Carrie at our table.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZshPj66iiUg/TpJHgW3YQXI/AAAAAAAABTM/9X1ryKYCZ3U/s1600/DSC00962.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZshPj66iiUg/TpJHgW3YQXI/AAAAAAAABTM/9X1ryKYCZ3U/s640/DSC00962.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;There was a Michael Jackson cover band (which was a woman). I'm pretty sure she was lip-syncing... it was def MJ on the speakers. And can you believe I couldn't get my husband to dance with me?! But the weather was great and we enjoyed the night out. There was also an oxygen bar. You could pick whatever flavor you wanted and hook up to the oxygen for 10 minute. I didn't really notice any difference. Whatever, it was worth a try - ha!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DdCwaTs1txs/TpJHdvSgsmI/AAAAAAAABTE/fTIxy7NxLds/s1600/DSC00956.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DdCwaTs1txs/TpJHdvSgsmI/AAAAAAAABTE/fTIxy7NxLds/s640/DSC00956.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It was fun doing something a little different than our normal, boring, weeknight routine! So glad we got the invite.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7090336496334492561-5129276913217585264?l=jcorkran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/feeds/5129276913217585264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/2011/10/feed-soul.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090336496334492561/posts/default/5129276913217585264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090336496334492561/posts/default/5129276913217585264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/2011/10/feed-soul.html' title='Feed the Soul'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13961179863939231847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVgCSkQVj7A/TS-JRWr5nNI/AAAAAAAABA4/2U5Y63LkEyc/S220/0117.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-teFX03VqwfE/TpJHe_HljRI/AAAAAAAABTI/kwLHMuvEjl0/s72-c/DSC00958.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7090336496334492561.post-7856312034270775819</id><published>2011-10-09T20:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-09T20:08:30.558-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hog Heaven</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;This past weekend we were in Fayetteville for the Arkansas vs Auburn game. It was perfect! We stayed with our best friends, Sarah and Dylan. We tailgated at the &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/pages/PODS-Party-Box-Razorback-Tailgate/272639239430453" style="color: blue;"&gt;Party Pod&lt;/a&gt;. Enjoyed the beautiful weather of Northwest Ar. Spent the day with some of our most favorite friends. Absolutely, in every way, perfect weekend - it did my heart good!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Sarah and Jeff playing bag-o...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8MzaMrk0c6M/TpJDUTmlp2I/AAAAAAAABSo/6eyzSvxX0rc/s1600/DSC00968.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8MzaMrk0c6M/TpJDUTmlp2I/AAAAAAAABSo/6eyzSvxX0rc/s640/DSC00968.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;... with Dylan and Orr.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ka3UmcIPn8k/TpJDV0vP00I/AAAAAAAABSs/MnXPHOdL7zs/s1600/DSC00969.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ka3UmcIPn8k/TpJDV0vP00I/AAAAAAAABSs/MnXPHOdL7zs/s640/DSC00969.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Best Friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-a1wNnhS4n0E/TpJDXtd71YI/AAAAAAAABSw/YGIh3aEWxZY/s1600/DSC00970.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-a1wNnhS4n0E/TpJDXtd71YI/AAAAAAAABSw/YGIh3aEWxZY/s640/DSC00970.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lynette, my brother, me, and Jeff.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0hTDMjkkH70/TpJDY8JIRwI/AAAAAAAABS0/f82OqiOmas0/s1600/DSC00977.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0hTDMjkkH70/TpJDY8JIRwI/AAAAAAAABS0/f82OqiOmas0/s640/DSC00977.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My love.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ExI8exp0fo4/TpJDaV-mlWI/AAAAAAAABS4/evdxqvLZSxM/s1600/DSC00978.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ExI8exp0fo4/TpJDaV-mlWI/AAAAAAAABS4/evdxqvLZSxM/s640/DSC00978.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;With Sarah - a.k.a. my BFF Jill!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZkJKkFUBfNc/TpJDbbMqM0I/AAAAAAAABS8/TbEjAQ5DwZU/s1600/DSC00982.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZkJKkFUBfNc/TpJDbbMqM0I/AAAAAAAABS8/TbEjAQ5DwZU/s640/DSC00982.jpg" width="418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Our seats for the game were pretty high up - but it would have been impossible to not enjoy that game (big win for the Hogs). Perk of the upper seats - this gorgeous view of the Ozarks. I love that place!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LDhSpqxz3Gk/TpJDc1cOyDI/AAAAAAAABTA/6rJXcM5dXE8/s1600/DSC00989.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LDhSpqxz3Gk/TpJDc1cOyDI/AAAAAAAABTA/6rJXcM5dXE8/s640/DSC00989.jpg" width="640" /&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/7090336496334492561-7856312034270775819?l=jcorkran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/feeds/7856312034270775819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/2011/10/hog-heaven.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090336496334492561/posts/default/7856312034270775819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090336496334492561/posts/default/7856312034270775819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/2011/10/hog-heaven.html' title='Hog Heaven'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13961179863939231847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVgCSkQVj7A/TS-JRWr5nNI/AAAAAAAABA4/2U5Y63LkEyc/S220/0117.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8MzaMrk0c6M/TpJDUTmlp2I/AAAAAAAABSo/6eyzSvxX0rc/s72-c/DSC00968.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7090336496334492561.post-3114281755619323190</id><published>2011-10-05T20:52:00.038-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-05T20:52:00.093-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What I love Wednesday - Razorback Football Style</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;It is no secret that I love the Razorbacks. In honor of our trip this weekend to Fayetteville [and my first game of the season] I thought I would do a "what I love" about all of my recent internet finds that have me obsessing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;I have been dying over this hat for a few months now - I first saw it on Pinterest and then found the Etsy site that is selling it. You better believe my baby will be in this hat for some newborn pictures - you know, one day when I have a kid and all. Anyways, I'm ob-sess-ed with this and it is taking every bit of me not to buy it right now (it's hard convincing the husband to buy a $30 hat for a baby that's not even on it's way yet... but I'm still working on it, ha!!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gavY4tll9B0/TopntUBodJI/AAAAAAAABSQ/V0ktfsLmIdI/s1600/il_570xN.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gavY4tll9B0/TopntUBodJI/AAAAAAAABSQ/V0ktfsLmIdI/s640/il_570xN.jpg" width="502" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;You can find this hat on Etsy &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/listing/68636431/razorback-hat-woo-pig-sooie-red-black?ref=sr_gallery_6&amp;amp;ga_search_submit=&amp;amp;ga_search_query=razorback&amp;amp;ga_order=most_relevant&amp;amp;ga_ship_to=US&amp;amp;ga_view_type=gallery&amp;amp;ga_page=2&amp;amp;ga_search_type=handmade&amp;amp;ga_facet=handmade"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;here&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Yum, Yum. Yes, please!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rOY-owkHggQ/Topp8Gl1NwI/AAAAAAAABSU/EJq56LW3wiA/s1600/273018209_bX02gGEf_c.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="600" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rOY-owkHggQ/Topp8Gl1NwI/AAAAAAAABSU/EJq56LW3wiA/s640/273018209_bX02gGEf_c.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Loving this tote from Vineyard Vines.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pHgECwzRNSU/TopsFquuZaI/AAAAAAAABSg/hgCpiPdYOsk/s1600/70964541_gtmXmTFs_c.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pHgECwzRNSU/TopsFquuZaI/AAAAAAAABSg/hgCpiPdYOsk/s640/70964541_gtmXmTFs_c.jpg" width="544" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And while I'm ordering that tote... I might just grab a tie for Jeff!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4k-oi5-G2mA/TopsFIrYljI/AAAAAAAABSY/FSFiSOq6jRQ/s1600/1TBB096-1.450.a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4k-oi5-G2mA/TopsFIrYljI/AAAAAAAABSY/FSFiSOq6jRQ/s640/1TBB096-1.450.a.jpg" width="544" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Me likey!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-y8dyNI-Z3_k/TopsFo2ypHI/AAAAAAAABSc/0_63xoAsZVQ/s1600/42-10430-Y-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-y8dyNI-Z3_k/TopsFo2ypHI/AAAAAAAABSc/0_63xoAsZVQ/s640/42-10430-Y-1.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And just to add in some cuteness... sweet little baby hog with big plans to be the next Arkansas Razorback.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YqAFMwIZDag/Topsdb5_dzI/AAAAAAAABSk/hTPBJUGqfGA/s1600/71979251_yLVzkVrF_c.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="494" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YqAFMwIZDag/Topsdb5_dzI/AAAAAAAABSk/hTPBJUGqfGA/s640/71979251_yLVzkVrF_c.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7090336496334492561-3114281755619323190?l=jcorkran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/feeds/3114281755619323190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/2011/10/what-i-love-wednesday-razorback.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090336496334492561/posts/default/3114281755619323190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090336496334492561/posts/default/3114281755619323190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/2011/10/what-i-love-wednesday-razorback.html' title='What I love Wednesday - Razorback Football Style'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13961179863939231847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVgCSkQVj7A/TS-JRWr5nNI/AAAAAAAABA4/2U5Y63LkEyc/S220/0117.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gavY4tll9B0/TopntUBodJI/AAAAAAAABSQ/V0ktfsLmIdI/s72-c/il_570xN.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7090336496334492561.post-5725953193102723892</id><published>2011-10-04T20:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-04T20:39:00.318-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Now that it is October...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;... I guess I will catch up on all of the things that I did not take the time to blog about during September.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We celebrated my mom and stepdad's anniversary at a new favorite Mexican restaurant in Bolivar!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MdTXJQKBsbg/Topfz8uypgI/AAAAAAAABR8/NKAEWpdVQzM/s1600/DSC00873.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="500" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MdTXJQKBsbg/Topfz8uypgI/AAAAAAAABR8/NKAEWpdVQzM/s640/DSC00873.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The happy couple - love these too!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-o7yrwEP0Ews/Topf1ftdtJI/AAAAAAAABSA/C7LipzMnjRI/s1600/DSC00874.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-o7yrwEP0Ews/Topf1ftdtJI/AAAAAAAABSA/C7LipzMnjRI/s640/DSC00874.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeff went to Montana for business, and I missed him while he was gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The next weekend, I went to Little Rock with my stepmom and brother's girlfriend. All of the Pierce men (Jeff included, even though he is not technically a Pierce) went to Tuscaloosa for the Arkansas vs Alabama game. They do this every year and this year we decided to take a girl's trip. It was a nice little mini vaca. We shopped, partied at the piano bar on the River Market, ate a lot of good food. We spent the day on Saturday at the farmer's market and then toured some local plantations. A highlight was the Gone with the Wind museum - loved!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZlDW21npMNA/Topf2twGkeI/AAAAAAAABSE/96K-6p2M23A/s1600/DSC00876.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZlDW21npMNA/Topf2twGkeI/AAAAAAAABSE/96K-6p2M23A/s640/DSC00876.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We met Ms. Chris' best friend, Regina, at a local theater for dinner and a show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jh3aDSRYxTA/Topf3kAwBmI/AAAAAAAABSI/LQqgKaw09hE/s1600/DSC00881.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="468" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jh3aDSRYxTA/Topf3kAwBmI/AAAAAAAABSI/LQqgKaw09hE/s640/DSC00881.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we put out house on the market...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3C0gP_KZfQU/Topf4IJrdOI/AAAAAAAABSM/02ZaEJ5uHb0/s1600/l86c96943-m0x.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="478" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3C0gP_KZfQU/Topf4IJrdOI/AAAAAAAABSM/02ZaEJ5uHb0/s640/l86c96943-m0x.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yep, it's for sale and I am excited. I don't know how long it will take to sell... but I hope not too too long. I'm not really good without a plan and this never knowing if someone is going to want to see it, or buy it, or if we'll be moving this year, or next year, or the next is going to drive me crazy - but I suppose I'll manage. We have big plans for a move to East Memphis next - more in town and closer to Jeff's work.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hopefully I'll do a little bit better of keeping this blog updated this month. I have felt like a pretty big slacker lately, ha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7090336496334492561-5725953193102723892?l=jcorkran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/feeds/5725953193102723892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/2011/10/now-that-it-is-october.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090336496334492561/posts/default/5725953193102723892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090336496334492561/posts/default/5725953193102723892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/2011/10/now-that-it-is-october.html' title='Now that it is October...'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13961179863939231847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVgCSkQVj7A/TS-JRWr5nNI/AAAAAAAABA4/2U5Y63LkEyc/S220/0117.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MdTXJQKBsbg/Topfz8uypgI/AAAAAAAABR8/NKAEWpdVQzM/s72-c/DSC00873.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7090336496334492561.post-5296097236531590678</id><published>2011-10-03T19:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-03T19:51:52.603-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dallas Weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Last weekend we were in Dallas for the girls' birthday party. They had a bounce party. FYI, it's hard to get pictures of babies at a bounce party. This is the best I could get....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kpmLTynI35Q/TopWdH54KbI/AAAAAAAABRg/FOL_iKOKf2E/s1600/DSC00900.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kpmLTynI35Q/TopWdH54KbI/AAAAAAAABRg/FOL_iKOKf2E/s640/DSC00900.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Taking a break, but not for long.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-477sFHOTmy8/TopWfadtaZI/AAAAAAAABRo/Piwc-BJDk5g/s1600/DSC00913.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-477sFHOTmy8/TopWfadtaZI/AAAAAAAABRo/Piwc-BJDk5g/s640/DSC00913.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;They were so cute at their party - in birthday tees and jeggings! So cute!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;After the party we all went out to watch the Arkansas v A&amp;amp;M game (Kelly got a babysitter and the girls took a nap at home). Yay, for the big win!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;When we got back to Kelly and Devin's the girls played with their presents and family came over. We enjoyed a great night out on the deck.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Here's Kate all dressed up!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-owLiMR9wDYU/TopWi5u-UMI/AAAAAAAABR0/2BbZa8IH6To/s1600/DSC00936.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-owLiMR9wDYU/TopWi5u-UMI/AAAAAAAABR0/2BbZa8IH6To/s640/DSC00936.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;At the end of the night on Saturday Jeff and I drove over to our friends'. Orr and Abby are some of our very best friends and it was great to hang out with them for the evening. Can't wait to see them again this weekend for the Ark v Aub game!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pD_IWEJf26Q/TopWkdOagLI/AAAAAAAABR4/No8eE0dkfFs/s1600/DSC00941.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pD_IWEJf26Q/TopWkdOagLI/AAAAAAAABR4/No8eE0dkfFs/s640/DSC00941.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all it was a great weekend and totally worth the drive down to Texas. I just love our family!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7090336496334492561-5296097236531590678?l=jcorkran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/feeds/5296097236531590678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/2011/10/dallas-weekend.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090336496334492561/posts/default/5296097236531590678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090336496334492561/posts/default/5296097236531590678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/2011/10/dallas-weekend.html' title='Dallas Weekend'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13961179863939231847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVgCSkQVj7A/TS-JRWr5nNI/AAAAAAAABA4/2U5Y63LkEyc/S220/0117.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kpmLTynI35Q/TopWdH54KbI/AAAAAAAABRg/FOL_iKOKf2E/s72-c/DSC00900.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7090336496334492561.post-215437775061927380</id><published>2011-09-30T09:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-30T09:20:05.354-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 2nd Birthday to Our Sweet Nieces</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;It's hard to believe that it has been two years since we first laid eyes on these two beauties...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4AKVVBf3f-s/ToXO57Ls5lI/AAAAAAAABRU/4D9gY_KZtB4/s1600/9524_635277451937_20602565_37234183_3426802_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4AKVVBf3f-s/ToXO57Ls5lI/AAAAAAAABRU/4D9gY_KZtB4/s640/9524_635277451937_20602565_37234183_3426802_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday Kate and Lily!! You two are the most precious&amp;nbsp;&lt;strike&gt;babies&lt;/strike&gt;&amp;nbsp;two year olds&amp;nbsp;we have ever seen - your Uncle and Aunt adore you! We cannot wait to love on you this weekend and celebrate!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BI8Rq7nbwK4/ToXO7PwJpeI/AAAAAAAABRc/FxWFnuFz0MA/s1600/IMG_4596.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BI8Rq7nbwK4/ToXO7PwJpeI/AAAAAAAABRc/FxWFnuFz0MA/s640/IMG_4596.jpg" style="cursor: move;" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-t9Trke3fCcA/ToXO6dTXD-I/AAAAAAAABRY/rN6No_4VG98/s1600/IMG_4580.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="456" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-t9Trke3fCcA/ToXO6dTXD-I/AAAAAAAABRY/rN6No_4VG98/s640/IMG_4580.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7090336496334492561-215437775061927380?l=jcorkran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/feeds/215437775061927380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/2011/09/happy-2nd-birthday-to-our-sweet-nieces.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090336496334492561/posts/default/215437775061927380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090336496334492561/posts/default/215437775061927380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/2011/09/happy-2nd-birthday-to-our-sweet-nieces.html' title='Happy 2nd Birthday to Our Sweet Nieces'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13961179863939231847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVgCSkQVj7A/TS-JRWr5nNI/AAAAAAAABA4/2U5Y63LkEyc/S220/0117.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4AKVVBf3f-s/ToXO57Ls5lI/AAAAAAAABRU/4D9gY_KZtB4/s72-c/9524_635277451937_20602565_37234183_3426802_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7090336496334492561.post-88350944101161586</id><published>2011-09-18T19:36:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-18T19:57:10.632-05:00</updated><title type='text'>l.o.v.e.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Can I cheat and do a "what I love Sunday" a little early in the week (instead of "what I love Wednesday")?? I hope so, because I am.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;First, I am loving this lazy Sunday. All members of this Corkran household have been bums today. Naps and pizza have been the highlights - and now the Emmy's. (You would think after 6 years of seeing Jade sleep I could resist taking a picture of such a sleeping beauty... but I can't!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9nOpC8KCwKw/TnaLyDluWVI/AAAAAAAABQ8/2WDimsJLB4E/s1600/photo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9nOpC8KCwKw/TnaLyDluWVI/AAAAAAAABQ8/2WDimsJLB4E/s400/photo.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Just like the rest of the world... I'm addicted to Pinterest.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aOoPSXFsUZQ/TnaMF3GlzpI/AAAAAAAABRA/85N7Qezj_s8/s1600/photo1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aOoPSXFsUZQ/TnaMF3GlzpI/AAAAAAAABRA/85N7Qezj_s8/s400/photo1.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm loving my new laundry board hanger. No, I have not forgotten about &lt;a href="http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/2011/07/wishful-thinking-laundry-room-redo.html"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;my plan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; to redo my laundry room. I have been working on it - slowly but surely.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0j_FWKtg9fs/TnaMPsIZexI/AAAAAAAABRE/wrA-qGtuwsA/s1600/photo2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0j_FWKtg9fs/TnaMPsIZexI/AAAAAAAABRE/wrA-qGtuwsA/s400/photo2.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I love my new &lt;a href="http://www.swancreekcandle.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;Swan Creek Candle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; - you can smell the scent even when it is not lit. Amazing! I have Roasted Espresso. I definitely recommend.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cilU7jNcumo/TnaM-o0QK6I/AAAAAAAABRI/G9lamSZDRwI/s1600/photo5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cilU7jNcumo/TnaM-o0QK6I/AAAAAAAABRI/G9lamSZDRwI/s400/photo5.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And last, but definitely not least, my &lt;a href="http://www.erincondren.com/store/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #45818e;"&gt;Erin Condren&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; planner! Yes, I joined in on all the hype and bought the life planner. And what can I say... I love it!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-G_SkFoWSv2A/TnaOJroEFjI/AAAAAAAABRM/9VoMH00GVPY/s1600/photo3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-G_SkFoWSv2A/TnaOJroEFjI/AAAAAAAABRM/9VoMH00GVPY/s400/photo3.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I93bkpWfQek/TnaOKMcagbI/AAAAAAAABRQ/8P1J-S9dtP8/s1600/photo4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I93bkpWfQek/TnaOKMcagbI/AAAAAAAABRQ/8P1J-S9dtP8/s400/photo4.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Oh, and obviously I love instagram... and can't seem to stop editing all of my iPhone pics with it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7090336496334492561-88350944101161586?l=jcorkran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/feeds/88350944101161586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/2011/09/love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090336496334492561/posts/default/88350944101161586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090336496334492561/posts/default/88350944101161586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/2011/09/love.html' title='l.o.v.e.'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13961179863939231847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVgCSkQVj7A/TS-JRWr5nNI/AAAAAAAABA4/2U5Y63LkEyc/S220/0117.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9nOpC8KCwKw/TnaLyDluWVI/AAAAAAAABQ8/2WDimsJLB4E/s72-c/photo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7090336496334492561.post-1463119324972351288</id><published>2011-09-16T10:25:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-16T10:26:32.107-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mia Familia</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;I was making my way through my iPhoto's this AM... I accidentally deleted ALL, &lt;i&gt;yes all&lt;/i&gt;, of my photos from my computer earlier this year and now I am working my way through all 4,196 photos and trying to recover everything - but that's another story...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Anyways, I was looking through my photos and started to miss my family! I have the best family in the world, but unfortunately we all live very far away from each other. &lt;i&gt;Except me and my momma - every girl should live close to her momma and I feel lucky that I get to. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;Our distance means we go months without seeing each other and that made me sad this morning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;My dad and stepmom (Tampa), brother Ben and his gf Lynette (Fayetteville, AR). All too far apart but we manage to see each other quite a bit. I am really close to my dad and going so long without seeing him is the hardest part about the distance. &amp;nbsp;When we were growing up my Dad always lived in another state, but we still saw him every 2-3 weekends. And even in college I saw him quite a bit. But now work schedules keep me and Jeff busy and our visits are too far apart if you ask me!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4UhvNML37wA/TnNlEiNYU-I/AAAAAAAABPU/DBP57bFlcl4/s1600/CIMG3103.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4UhvNML37wA/TnNlEiNYU-I/AAAAAAAABPU/DBP57bFlcl4/s640/CIMG3103.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My in-laws (Shreveport, LA) and SIL and her family (Dallas). Same goes with the Corkrans, we are all too far apart. We still manage to get together pretty frequently, but the time that goes between seeing our nieces growing up and the distance that will be between our future children and their cousins makes me sad. Luckily we get to make it to Dallas this year for Kate and Lily's 2nd Birthday - can you believe &lt;i&gt;they are going to be two already?&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;The two prettiest 2 year olds!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_-iFdrHR7hA/TnNlGuXPXoI/AAAAAAAABPg/P4VCjoeXPbE/s1600/IMG_4438.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="472" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_-iFdrHR7hA/TnNlGuXPXoI/AAAAAAAABPg/P4VCjoeXPbE/s640/IMG_4438.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;My momma and stepdad (about an hour out of Memphis) and Ben and Lynette. We all get together less frequently. I mean, I see mom and Wesley all the time, but the six of us have a hard time getting together all at the same time. Lynette's parents live in Memphis too and so do a lot of Ben and Lynette's friends - so when they are in town we have to share them with a lot of folks. I think we have decided to plan an annual trip to Hot Springs - which I think is very important for us to stay close. I just love this family picture of all of us at the horse races earlier this year!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--Mso7TrE06E/TnNlD4ob3GI/AAAAAAAABPQ/4gXFo4jDcKI/s1600/189056_732311026060_38905266_37490161_5703827_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--Mso7TrE06E/TnNlD4ob3GI/AAAAAAAABPQ/4gXFo4jDcKI/s640/189056_732311026060_38905266_37490161_5703827_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Of course I have other "family" as well. Like my El Nopal family. Actually all of the people below are actually my relatives (Uncle Mike and Aunt Sandy and Catherine). They are my closest extended family and I feel like they might as well be in my immediate family. Catherine is the sister I never had. We usually all get together for mexican food quite often - love them!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L4hKF3Cyw78/TnNlFYDAAeI/AAAAAAAABPY/IpVsqIRQ5pM/s1600/CIMG3301.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L4hKF3Cyw78/TnNlFYDAAeI/AAAAAAAABPY/IpVsqIRQ5pM/s640/CIMG3301.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course our dear friends Sarah and Dylan (Fayetteville, AR). They are without a doubt part of our family. I love them so much. Not a day goes by that I don't miss them. Plus, Sarah and I have plans for our future children to be married one day so we can officially be family, ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2U9qU-_JF9c/TnNlF4j9ATI/AAAAAAAABPc/_wDEEPlM3XM/s1600/CIMG3783.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="410" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2U9qU-_JF9c/TnNlF4j9ATI/AAAAAAAABPc/_wDEEPlM3XM/s640/CIMG3783.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Luckily our fall schedule is jam packed with weekends to see all of these folks and I couldn't be more happy about that. I just love spending time with my family!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7090336496334492561-1463119324972351288?l=jcorkran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/feeds/1463119324972351288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/2011/09/mia-familia.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090336496334492561/posts/default/1463119324972351288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090336496334492561/posts/default/1463119324972351288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/2011/09/mia-familia.html' title='Mia Familia'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13961179863939231847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVgCSkQVj7A/TS-JRWr5nNI/AAAAAAAABA4/2U5Y63LkEyc/S220/0117.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4UhvNML37wA/TnNlEiNYU-I/AAAAAAAABPU/DBP57bFlcl4/s72-c/CIMG3103.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7090336496334492561.post-3538714468620586750</id><published>2011-09-08T09:02:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-08T09:02:18.304-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing Better To Do</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Today the back door is open and the pups are sitting outside in the beautiful weather, in the sunshine! We have been enjoying this weather all week, but who hasn't?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GrolZ-6kt0c/TmjHdWAup3I/AAAAAAAABO0/po4B6418eVk/s1600/photo1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GrolZ-6kt0c/TmjHdWAup3I/AAAAAAAABO0/po4B6418eVk/s640/photo1.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FnwaNBW_6Jc/TmjHd9ZY5yI/AAAAAAAABO4/ZGIk8tc0Yxo/s1600/photo2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FnwaNBW_6Jc/TmjHd9ZY5yI/AAAAAAAABO4/ZGIk8tc0Yxo/s640/photo2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Today we are home ("we" being me and the dogs)... and we are enjoying it. My dogs l.o.v.e. the fact that I am home with them a lot during the week.&amp;nbsp;There is nothing too major on the schedule for today except having Catherine and Alan over for dinner tonight.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;On a day like today, a day with little on the schedule, there's is nothing better than a "to do list" to help organize my day. The best part about this list is that there is very little that &lt;i&gt;absolutely has to be done&lt;/i&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;So I will work on my list at my discretion... maybe I'll cut out the gym, ha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KK7QJqeHUM0/TmjJuk2SFfI/AAAAAAAABPA/KiFJQ60UyIk/s1600/photo.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KK7QJqeHUM0/TmjJuk2SFfI/AAAAAAAABPA/KiFJQ60UyIk/s640/photo.png" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hope everyone else is having a lovely week - and I hope you are able to enjoy beautiful weather like we have here in Memphis!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7090336496334492561-3538714468620586750?l=jcorkran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/feeds/3538714468620586750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/2011/09/nothing-better-to-do.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090336496334492561/posts/default/3538714468620586750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090336496334492561/posts/default/3538714468620586750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/2011/09/nothing-better-to-do.html' title='Nothing Better To Do'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13961179863939231847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVgCSkQVj7A/TS-JRWr5nNI/AAAAAAAABA4/2U5Y63LkEyc/S220/0117.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GrolZ-6kt0c/TmjHdWAup3I/AAAAAAAABO0/po4B6418eVk/s72-c/photo1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7090336496334492561.post-3585027125792377368</id><published>2011-09-02T17:10:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-02T17:10:49.612-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Procrastinate Much?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Well, y'all, I have finally finished. I finished re-finishing my kitchen table! I started this project... um... too long ago for me to remember. I know that it was at least 2 years ago. I have made plans to finish this project several times but the problem was all of the sanding. FYI, sanding furniture is hard. A little bit ago I finally sanded and stained all of the chairs. My table has just been sitting in the kitchen all ugly and mismatched. Today I finished.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;The table before (and the original color of the chairs)...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oec6skZL0hM/TmFOzAUM-lI/AAAAAAAABOo/5g-YOjkdu9c/s1600/DSC00859.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oec6skZL0hM/TmFOzAUM-lI/AAAAAAAABOo/5g-YOjkdu9c/s640/DSC00859.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;The chairs...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VISnW6XuqYc/TmFO0QJk6aI/AAAAAAAABOs/7XfYjoEKkWs/s1600/DSC00860.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VISnW6XuqYc/TmFO0QJk6aI/AAAAAAAABOs/7XfYjoEKkWs/s640/DSC00860.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;And the new look...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Xf5-TP2EVgw/TmFO1p5UPiI/AAAAAAAABOw/JiQ3A_LBfD0/s1600/DSC00867.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="502" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Xf5-TP2EVgw/TmFO1p5UPiI/AAAAAAAABOw/JiQ3A_LBfD0/s640/DSC00867.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;When I started painting this afternoon I had plans to paint the chairs black too, but after the table was painted I decided that I really like the color combo. What do you think?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;And guess what... I cheated and didn't sand a thing today. I just bought some paint and primer. We'll see how it sticks. It definitely doesn't look perfect and you can see my brush strokes - but it'll do. I really love it and am so glad that &lt;i&gt;this project is finally finished&lt;/i&gt;!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7090336496334492561-3585027125792377368?l=jcorkran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/feeds/3585027125792377368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/2011/09/procrastinate-much.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090336496334492561/posts/default/3585027125792377368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090336496334492561/posts/default/3585027125792377368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/2011/09/procrastinate-much.html' title='Procrastinate Much?'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13961179863939231847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVgCSkQVj7A/TS-JRWr5nNI/AAAAAAAABA4/2U5Y63LkEyc/S220/0117.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oec6skZL0hM/TmFOzAUM-lI/AAAAAAAABOo/5g-YOjkdu9c/s72-c/DSC00859.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7090336496334492561.post-7108182289473404659</id><published>2011-09-01T10:05:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-01T10:05:01.347-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Fall Y'all</title><content type='html'>I know I am a tad early... but with kids back in school and Razorback football starting in a few days I am getting very excited about the upcoming change in seasons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus, BHG told me that it is time to start thinking in a fall-frame-of-mind with their latest issue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KV4Erh2hg8g/Tlq-ApdOdaI/AAAAAAAABOc/6fJzsHcWrAQ/s1600/photo2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KV4Erh2hg8g/Tlq-ApdOdaI/AAAAAAAABOc/6fJzsHcWrAQ/s640/photo2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am just absolutely thrilled that my calendar says September and that the Razorback football schedule has filled the empty pages of my Saturdays in myAgenda...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LlDdVMRSL9I/Tlq-skq06oI/AAAAAAAABOg/nbE2iUpyZlA/s1600/photo1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LlDdVMRSL9I/Tlq-skq06oI/AAAAAAAABOg/nbE2iUpyZlA/s640/photo1.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I cannot wait for cool weather, falls clothes - mostly sweaters and scarfs -, cookouts with friends, the sound of college football on the television, and burning my favorite candle...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iMBcuUm3y6g/Tlq_S13bfYI/AAAAAAAABOk/3TUAqCYI9Kw/s1600/photo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iMBcuUm3y6g/Tlq_S13bfYI/AAAAAAAABOk/3TUAqCYI9Kw/s640/photo.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;What can I say, I am pretty excited about fall coming!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7090336496334492561-7108182289473404659?l=jcorkran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/feeds/7108182289473404659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/2011/09/happy-fall-yall.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090336496334492561/posts/default/7108182289473404659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090336496334492561/posts/default/7108182289473404659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/2011/09/happy-fall-yall.html' title='Happy Fall Y&apos;all'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13961179863939231847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVgCSkQVj7A/TS-JRWr5nNI/AAAAAAAABA4/2U5Y63LkEyc/S220/0117.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KV4Erh2hg8g/Tlq-ApdOdaI/AAAAAAAABOc/6fJzsHcWrAQ/s72-c/photo2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7090336496334492561.post-7100250361718053566</id><published>2011-08-30T11:59:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-30T12:00:31.356-05:00</updated><title type='text'>We're With the Band</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Last Saturday Jeff and I met up with some of our friends at a nearby country club to party with the band. Actually, my friend Amelia invited us to go - her uncles are members of the band. We had so much fun, the band played all the good songs and we danced for most of the night! Plus, I loved an excuse to get dressed up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qJYADoHl854/Tlq3UHEjuvI/AAAAAAAABOI/1wIuNRSXDYE/s1600/DSC00820.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qJYADoHl854/Tlq3UHEjuvI/AAAAAAAABOI/1wIuNRSXDYE/s640/DSC00820.jpg" width="450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still have no idea what the party was for... we were just there with the band, ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vHhR5iG27yg/Tlq3V7rjp2I/AAAAAAAABOM/rbtcAu08DpA/s1600/DSC00821.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vHhR5iG27yg/Tlq3V7rjp2I/AAAAAAAABOM/rbtcAu08DpA/s640/DSC00821.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We danced...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GBkh6ZNKz_I/Tlq3W1w3luI/AAAAAAAABOQ/T6a12D-U4HE/s1600/DSC00826.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="478" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GBkh6ZNKz_I/Tlq3W1w3luI/AAAAAAAABOQ/T6a12D-U4HE/s640/DSC00826.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And danced..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-K8dNchb5kq4/Tlq3XxoQM1I/AAAAAAAABOU/FI_RWx3BSww/s1600/DSC00827.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-K8dNchb5kq4/Tlq3XxoQM1I/AAAAAAAABOU/FI_RWx3BSww/s640/DSC00827.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EqWqbzIIjE0/Tlq3ZBztM0I/AAAAAAAABOY/mm_qFF8A1so/s1600/DSC00828.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EqWqbzIIjE0/Tlq3ZBztM0I/AAAAAAAABOY/mm_qFF8A1so/s640/DSC00828.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the party was over we headed to a local bar and ended the evening on a patio listening to some good music - the weather was amazing! We had such a great night on Saturday. I love my friends!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7090336496334492561-7100250361718053566?l=jcorkran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/feeds/7100250361718053566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/2011/08/were-with-band.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090336496334492561/posts/default/7100250361718053566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090336496334492561/posts/default/7100250361718053566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/2011/08/were-with-band.html' title='We&apos;re With the Band'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13961179863939231847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVgCSkQVj7A/TS-JRWr5nNI/AAAAAAAABA4/2U5Y63LkEyc/S220/0117.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qJYADoHl854/Tlq3UHEjuvI/AAAAAAAABOI/1wIuNRSXDYE/s72-c/DSC00820.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7090336496334492561.post-3775825807097172677</id><published>2011-08-28T16:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-28T16:37:57.321-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Momma's Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My mother's birthday was last week. Unfortunately her actual birthday was ruined by "meet the teacher" night at school - she's a school teacher. So we just went with it and postponed the celebration until Friday!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This was mom's 55th birthday and she could think of no better way to celebrate that fact than to head to Tunica and play the nickel slots. So Friday &lt;strike&gt;morning&lt;/strike&gt;&amp;nbsp;afternoon my mom, Uncle Mike, and I made our way over to the casinos.&amp;nbsp;I cannot tell you how many times the words "come on fives" were hollered out while we played the slots and video poker.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nJPoCiZpEZg/Tlqyxs4KlvI/AAAAAAAABN8/Q9GPzY9z8Mk/s1600/340247_930060793757_20602565_41788782_2881893_o.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nJPoCiZpEZg/Tlqyxs4KlvI/AAAAAAAABN8/Q9GPzY9z8Mk/s640/340247_930060793757_20602565_41788782_2881893_o.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;That night we drove back to town and met up with our family for birthday dinner at El Nopal - one of our favs. Without fail you will get pied in the face if you go to El Nopal on your birthday. I have blogged about that before &lt;a href="http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/2011/01/our-weekend.html"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;here&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and&lt;b&gt; &lt;a href="http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/2010/01/pie-in-my-face.html"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. So of course the highlight of the evening was mom's pie in her face - oh, and the tequila shot they brought her... she took it like a champ!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lzZR8SWfLNk/TlqyzFEV_aI/AAAAAAAABOA/AxmFlkNdOLs/s1600/DSC00815.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lzZR8SWfLNk/TlqyzFEV_aI/AAAAAAAABOA/AxmFlkNdOLs/s640/DSC00815.jpg" width="516" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mBs9rwZyuVI/Tlqy0eNNDJI/AAAAAAAABOE/iIL53DN1nt8/s1600/DSC00817.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mBs9rwZyuVI/Tlqy0eNNDJI/AAAAAAAABOE/iIL53DN1nt8/s640/DSC00817.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;I had so much fun celebrating my momma's day! She is such a wonderful, loving mother and friend to me. Momma, happy birthday - last Thursday. I hope your day was just as fun for you as it was for me... you definitely deserve it! Love you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7090336496334492561-3775825807097172677?l=jcorkran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/feeds/3775825807097172677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/2011/08/my-mommas-birthday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090336496334492561/posts/default/3775825807097172677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090336496334492561/posts/default/3775825807097172677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/2011/08/my-mommas-birthday.html' title='My Momma&apos;s Birthday'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13961179863939231847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVgCSkQVj7A/TS-JRWr5nNI/AAAAAAAABA4/2U5Y63LkEyc/S220/0117.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nJPoCiZpEZg/Tlqyxs4KlvI/AAAAAAAABN8/Q9GPzY9z8Mk/s72-c/340247_930060793757_20602565_41788782_2881893_o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7090336496334492561.post-1548308743143381883</id><published>2011-08-26T10:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-26T10:32:31.473-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Orange Beach Vaca</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We just got back from the beach... well we got back last Sunday...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We went to Orange Beach with Jeff's family. This is a new annual thing that started last year - we even stayed in the same condo as last year. It is just a nice, laid back, beach vacation.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ng8QVtrdxNM/Tle62bmPHQI/AAAAAAAABNk/nd9NlLH0GUo/s1600/DSC00796.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ng8QVtrdxNM/Tle62bmPHQI/AAAAAAAABNk/nd9NlLH0GUo/s640/DSC00796.jpg" width="442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;The routine is easy - drink coffee on the balcony, read on the beach, swim in the lazy river , read on the beach some more, have some cocktails, eat dinner... and then you do it all over again the next day.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eAQ4ps56s_8/Tle7V2JwJYI/AAAAAAAABNo/letfdY4euPE/s1600/DSC00798.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eAQ4ps56s_8/Tle7V2JwJYI/AAAAAAAABNo/letfdY4euPE/s640/DSC00798.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-H0I4HVUR4yk/Tle7XCDUIII/AAAAAAAABNs/2Cp8XE-NtYE/s1600/DSC00803.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-H0I4HVUR4yk/Tle7XCDUIII/AAAAAAAABNs/2Cp8XE-NtYE/s640/DSC00803.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Of course we made time for some family pictures on the beach!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1jAN_takLQI/Tle7oIH-sTI/AAAAAAAABNw/kn6-dF7l9qw/s1600/IMG_4438.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="472" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1jAN_takLQI/Tle7oIH-sTI/AAAAAAAABNw/kn6-dF7l9qw/s640/IMG_4438.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9rZV23LhaMo/Tle7pFBMXjI/AAAAAAAABN0/nalqIGheFJo/s1600/IMG_4487.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9rZV23LhaMo/Tle7pFBMXjI/AAAAAAAABN0/nalqIGheFJo/s640/IMG_4487.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;The bonus of this vacation is all of the extra-overload-of-double-cuteness... I love these little girls.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6twCeglvlFY/Tle77f6ha2I/AAAAAAAABN4/qEwjZdnY16c/s1600/IMG_4342.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6twCeglvlFY/Tle77f6ha2I/AAAAAAAABN4/qEwjZdnY16c/s640/IMG_4342.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7090336496334492561-1548308743143381883?l=jcorkran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/feeds/1548308743143381883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/2011/08/orange-beach-vaca.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090336496334492561/posts/default/1548308743143381883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090336496334492561/posts/default/1548308743143381883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/2011/08/orange-beach-vaca.html' title='Orange Beach Vaca'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13961179863939231847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVgCSkQVj7A/TS-JRWr5nNI/AAAAAAAABA4/2U5Y63LkEyc/S220/0117.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ng8QVtrdxNM/Tle62bmPHQI/AAAAAAAABNk/nd9NlLH0GUo/s72-c/DSC00796.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7090336496334492561.post-8020126708967388203</id><published>2011-08-19T22:04:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-19T22:04:00.326-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Tell Me How Cute These Two Are</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vlZorGkBr5M/Tkne3tbIYCI/AAAAAAAABNI/76KhCd92Dnc/s1600/DSC00787.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vlZorGkBr5M/Tkne3tbIYCI/AAAAAAAABNI/76KhCd92Dnc/s640/DSC00787.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3B4xW8eQOxA/Tkne4g1kgcI/AAAAAAAABNM/wbKGhQad7es/s1600/DSC00790.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3B4xW8eQOxA/Tkne4g1kgcI/AAAAAAAABNM/wbKGhQad7es/s640/DSC00790.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mWRSnsCN3uA/Tkne5g44HvI/AAAAAAAABNQ/u1KZdjI08DQ/s1600/DSC00792.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mWRSnsCN3uA/Tkne5g44HvI/AAAAAAAABNQ/u1KZdjI08DQ/s640/DSC00792.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Seriously, am I not the luckiest?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7090336496334492561-8020126708967388203?l=jcorkran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/feeds/8020126708967388203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/2011/08/tell-me-how-cute-these-two-are.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090336496334492561/posts/default/8020126708967388203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090336496334492561/posts/default/8020126708967388203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/2011/08/tell-me-how-cute-these-two-are.html' title='Tell Me How Cute These Two Are'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13961179863939231847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVgCSkQVj7A/TS-JRWr5nNI/AAAAAAAABA4/2U5Y63LkEyc/S220/0117.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vlZorGkBr5M/Tkne3tbIYCI/AAAAAAAABNI/76KhCd92Dnc/s72-c/DSC00787.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7090336496334492561.post-5469529462913178106</id><published>2011-08-17T10:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-17T10:08:00.936-05:00</updated><title type='text'>He Did It</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Jeffrey graduated with his Masters in Business on Sunday. I cannot tell you how proud I am... or maybe I have told you over and over again on this blog, ha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5VNJt0f-Vvc/Tknfx-bmRGI/AAAAAAAABNU/ZhPSTbj3ieE/s1600/DSC00762.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="388" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5VNJt0f-Vvc/Tknfx-bmRGI/AAAAAAAABNU/ZhPSTbj3ieE/s640/DSC00762.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Eric, my cousin/Jeff's best friend, also graduated with his MBA. If you ask me, the boys spent way too many hours studying for this degree. But honestly, I don't know if Jeff could have made it through the past 2 years of grad school without Eric. Needless to say, I'm glad to have them both back in the real world without busy school schedules.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YoRwwTbNeZE/TknfzJt2VgI/AAAAAAAABNY/cW5rv1uklOM/s1600/DSC00771.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YoRwwTbNeZE/TknfzJt2VgI/AAAAAAAABNY/cW5rv1uklOM/s640/DSC00771.jpg" width="462" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Proudest wife ever. Yep, that would be me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-taQq50qBcYY/Tknf0Rbl6GI/AAAAAAAABNc/26hVTFa83E4/s1600/DSC00772.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="464" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-taQq50qBcYY/Tknf0Rbl6GI/AAAAAAAABNc/26hVTFa83E4/s640/DSC00772.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Proudest parents, too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9uUjBSdDOT0/Tknf1ma-v7I/AAAAAAAABNg/BYS8luLF534/s1600/DSC00773.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="492" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9uUjBSdDOT0/Tknf1ma-v7I/AAAAAAAABNg/BYS8luLF534/s640/DSC00773.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We had such a great day on Sunday, obviously not at the graduation - those are never fun, but at the after party. Jeff and I had a family graduation party for him and Eric. We all had a great night and the weather was perfect. There is nothing better than grilling out, eating good food, and enjoying family.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Congratulations Jeff and Eric!! Y'all definitely worked hard and deserve it! Love you both!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7090336496334492561-5469529462913178106?l=jcorkran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/feeds/5469529462913178106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/2011/08/he-did-it.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090336496334492561/posts/default/5469529462913178106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090336496334492561/posts/default/5469529462913178106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/2011/08/he-did-it.html' title='He Did It'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13961179863939231847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVgCSkQVj7A/TS-JRWr5nNI/AAAAAAAABA4/2U5Y63LkEyc/S220/0117.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5VNJt0f-Vvc/Tknfx-bmRGI/AAAAAAAABNU/ZhPSTbj3ieE/s72-c/DSC00762.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7090336496334492561.post-2200952824990872059</id><published>2011-08-15T08:11:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-15T08:11:02.573-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Slow Cooking</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Now that I am working later into the evening - usually not getting home until 7:30 or so - I have been in need of a new plan for dinner. So, I decided it was time to start relying on the crock-pot.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SLSIusPLS-s/TkUmiqBVjnI/AAAAAAAABNE/bfRgyuJtHzE/s1600/photo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SLSIusPLS-s/TkUmiqBVjnI/AAAAAAAABNE/bfRgyuJtHzE/s640/photo.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I have two problems though...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;No one told me that I needed a crock-pot with a timer. Yes, when a 22 year old is getting married right out of college she needs some direction when registering. A timer would have been helpful. Since I am gone for 12-13 hours during the day and Jeff is gone for 9 or more I have a hard time not drying out our dinner. Or, if I put in more water/broth the meals get a tad mushy.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Why are all crock-pot recipes so bad for you? I don't want to add cream of anything, cheese of any form, heavy cream, etc. I need some healthier ideas. I guess I haven't looked too hard. I do have an Atkins book with some good slow cooking recipes that I need to use more often.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My crock-pot was used every day last week and it has been a life saver! I cooked one of our fav recipes that I usually cook on the skillet, lettuce wrap burritos, in the crock-pot. I did jambalaya and some chicken breasts to make chicken salad... it's been fun trying out new things.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I can't wait to start finding more recipes and possibly adding a timer.. are those things sold separately?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7090336496334492561-2200952824990872059?l=jcorkran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/feeds/2200952824990872059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/2011/08/slow-cooking.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090336496334492561/posts/default/2200952824990872059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090336496334492561/posts/default/2200952824990872059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/2011/08/slow-cooking.html' title='Slow Cooking'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13961179863939231847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVgCSkQVj7A/TS-JRWr5nNI/AAAAAAAABA4/2U5Y63LkEyc/S220/0117.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SLSIusPLS-s/TkUmiqBVjnI/AAAAAAAABNE/bfRgyuJtHzE/s72-c/photo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7090336496334492561.post-2352359996399874903</id><published>2011-08-13T09:40:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-13T09:41:53.348-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Life is Good Today</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; font-size: 13px; line-height: 1px;"&gt;&lt;img height="398" id="il_fi" src="http://www.purplemoon.com/Stickers/images/lifeg-red.gif" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 8px; padding-left: 8px; padding-right: 8px; padding-top: 8px;" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Wednesday was Jeff's last day of graduate school. Even though he hasn't had his official graduation yet he turned in his last assignment Wednesday. So I guess the only other thing left to do is celebrate - which is happening tomorrow.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I woke up yesterday - on my day off - and while I was sitting in bed, drinking coffee, and watching Today I realized that we had finally reached a point in life that we have dreamed of for 2 years. It's an amazing feeling! Jeff started graduate school August of 2009 and I started nursing school just 2 months later in October. I can't tell you how many conversations we have had that started with "when we are done with school...". Once I soaked in the greatness of where we are in life right now I called Jeff and reminded him!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;There are no terrible things on our schedule... no assignments due, no group projects, no 5-day work weeks for me... nada. We now get to enjoy our lives a little more and start making time for more fun things that had to be put on the back burner while working hard to reach this place.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And to top it all off we are taking a beach vacation soon with family, yay, I cannot wait!! Life is good!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7090336496334492561-2352359996399874903?l=jcorkran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/feeds/2352359996399874903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/2011/08/life-is-good-today.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090336496334492561/posts/default/2352359996399874903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090336496334492561/posts/default/2352359996399874903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/2011/08/life-is-good-today.html' title='Life is Good Today'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13961179863939231847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVgCSkQVj7A/TS-JRWr5nNI/AAAAAAAABA4/2U5Y63LkEyc/S220/0117.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7090336496334492561.post-7489311756207817160</id><published>2011-08-04T16:18:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-04T16:18:01.457-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Grass is Greener</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Or not...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I have been working A TON lately. I've been working full time in the hospital and then filling in at the OB/GYN office on some of my days off. It's been &lt;strike&gt;tyring&lt;/strike&gt; tiring working so much (and yes, I actually spelled tiring like that... see what I mean? I'm tired)! But I love getting to experience two extremes of nursing. It's easy, for me anyways, to have the "grass is always greener" attitude. Working at the hospital and in the clinic helps me see the pros and cons of both and realize there is no real perfect. This schedule has been keeping me in check about the fact that one job is not necessarily better than the other, it's just which one fits me the best.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I hate to say it, but I am &lt;i&gt;that &lt;/i&gt;spoiled where I need a good reality check a little too frequently - luckily I can usually reality check myself without needing someone else to do it for me. My dad was making fun of me the other day for actually admitting the fact that I want the best of all the worlds. Apparently everyone wants all of the perfect parts of life but I am the only one that thinks that I may get it! A girl can dream, right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Actually, I am very happy with life. I have been blessed with an amazing husband, great family and friends, semi-wonderful-but-very-adorbale puppies, amazing opportunities, a great home... the list goes on. I am so grateful. But I tend to get stuck in the idea that life would be better if &lt;u&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; (fill in the blank) &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Moral of the story - the grass isn't greener on either side... I'm sure everyone knows this moral already but the optimist in me keeps on believing that there is, in fact, one perfect side in life, ha!! I feel lucky to be in a situation that keeps reminding me what both sides look like... it keeps the pity parties few and far between. However, it doesn't offer much for relaxation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Luckily, we are off to the lake for the weekend with my family and I am looking forward to unwinding... and getting a little sun on this white body of mine! Hope you have a great weekend!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7090336496334492561-7489311756207817160?l=jcorkran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/feeds/7489311756207817160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/2011/08/grass-is-greener.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090336496334492561/posts/default/7489311756207817160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090336496334492561/posts/default/7489311756207817160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/2011/08/grass-is-greener.html' title='The Grass is Greener'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13961179863939231847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVgCSkQVj7A/TS-JRWr5nNI/AAAAAAAABA4/2U5Y63LkEyc/S220/0117.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7090336496334492561.post-2411704387480856144</id><published>2011-08-03T21:46:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-03T21:48:21.110-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Anniversary Celebration #3</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Last night Jeff and I had a date night for our anniversary. We had dinner at Restaurant Iris. We had heard amazing things about this place and it definitely didn't disappoint.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yhMQYuNkXU8/TjoFiI-pwxI/AAAAAAAABNA/8vYYxM4b-EI/s1600/288849_920637967177_20602565_41657373_832397_o.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yhMQYuNkXU8/TjoFiI-pwxI/AAAAAAAABNA/8vYYxM4b-EI/s640/288849_920637967177_20602565_41657373_832397_o.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;We had our own little table that was in a private area - "the lounge" - which was really nice because the restaurant is in an old home and the place is tiny. We enjoyed being in our own space where we could relax.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Here is my cute date cheesing it up at our table in the lounge... doesn't he look so cute smiling like a 7 year old at Christmas, ha!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9sOaa89062U/TjoFdK_SLnI/AAAAAAAABM4/3aKIMp2FNjM/s1600/DSC00747.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="470" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9sOaa89062U/TjoFdK_SLnI/AAAAAAAABM4/3aKIMp2FNjM/s640/DSC00747.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dinner was amazing - highlight was the New York strip stuffed with stuffed oysters and bleu cheese (yep, the entree has the word 'stuffed' in it twice... got to love it). We also had our entire meal paired by the wine pairer which was such a great idea, not only were his choices great but it was interesting to learn about the different wines we were drinking. We loved this place and will be going back for sure!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Fj29V4Yr6FA/TjoFeXcvpMI/AAAAAAAABM8/pVm_ZiQom8g/s1600/DSC00754.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="476" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Fj29V4Yr6FA/TjoFeXcvpMI/AAAAAAAABM8/pVm_ZiQom8g/s640/DSC00754.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;What an amazing anniversary dinner we had. We are so blessed to be able to celebrate with such a wonderful night. Thanks baby!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7090336496334492561-2411704387480856144?l=jcorkran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/feeds/2411704387480856144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/2011/08/anniversary-celebration-3.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090336496334492561/posts/default/2411704387480856144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090336496334492561/posts/default/2411704387480856144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/2011/08/anniversary-celebration-3.html' title='Anniversary Celebration #3'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13961179863939231847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVgCSkQVj7A/TS-JRWr5nNI/AAAAAAAABA4/2U5Y63LkEyc/S220/0117.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yhMQYuNkXU8/TjoFiI-pwxI/AAAAAAAABNA/8vYYxM4b-EI/s72-c/288849_920637967177_20602565_41657373_832397_o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7090336496334492561.post-2669704767607381309</id><published>2011-08-02T08:00:00.047-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-02T08:00:00.874-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I Love This Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Today happens to be my favorite day of the year... &amp;nbsp;it's our anniversary!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I love that there is a day to celebrate our love and our life together. Married life has been the best... probably because I married a really great man... and being married to him has made me a very proud and happy lady!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'll spare you and won't be too mushy today. If you want the mush you can read my anniversary post from last year &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/2010/08/two-years-ago-today.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;because, just like last year, I am still very much in love with the cute guy in the picture below.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qxHkUHk_2rE/TjCqV4YivXI/AAAAAAAABMw/iKZtY1QIsLc/s1600/n20602565_34945034_9357.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qxHkUHk_2rE/TjCqV4YivXI/AAAAAAAABMw/iKZtY1QIsLc/s640/n20602565_34945034_9357.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy anniversary to my wonderful husband! Being your wife has been the best part of my life, and I can't wait to see what the next year will bring. I love you, Jeffrey!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7090336496334492561-2669704767607381309?l=jcorkran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/feeds/2669704767607381309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/2011/08/i-love-this-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090336496334492561/posts/default/2669704767607381309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090336496334492561/posts/default/2669704767607381309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/2011/08/i-love-this-day.html' title='I Love This Day'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13961179863939231847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVgCSkQVj7A/TS-JRWr5nNI/AAAAAAAABA4/2U5Y63LkEyc/S220/0117.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qxHkUHk_2rE/TjCqV4YivXI/AAAAAAAABMw/iKZtY1QIsLc/s72-c/n20602565_34945034_9357.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7090336496334492561.post-8920874961462446262</id><published>2011-07-31T14:27:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-31T16:44:18.460-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Rainy Sunday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Today started out a little lazy... we even slept in and missed church. About an hour or so ago it started raining so we decided to just continue on with the laziness. Jeff and Jade are napping in the living room watching golf. I'm still in my pajamas, cozy in bed, and watching Nick &amp;amp; Vanessa's Dream Wedding on TLC.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I've got this big baby hanging out with me... can you tell he's pretty happy with our plans for the day, ha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eupYGluLhwo/TjWsTol_Z7I/AAAAAAAABM0/vR3cTwY2oLk/s1600/Instagram.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eupYGluLhwo/TjWsTol_Z7I/AAAAAAAABM0/vR3cTwY2oLk/s640/Instagram.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm sure there is something better that I should be doing but I'm just not going to worry about that right now!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7090336496334492561-8920874961462446262?l=jcorkran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/feeds/8920874961462446262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/2011/07/rainy-sunday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090336496334492561/posts/default/8920874961462446262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090336496334492561/posts/default/8920874961462446262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/2011/07/rainy-sunday.html' title='Rainy Sunday'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13961179863939231847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVgCSkQVj7A/TS-JRWr5nNI/AAAAAAAABA4/2U5Y63LkEyc/S220/0117.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eupYGluLhwo/TjWsTol_Z7I/AAAAAAAABM0/vR3cTwY2oLk/s72-c/Instagram.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7090336496334492561.post-5738436466986881183</id><published>2011-07-27T14:36:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-27T14:40:07.185-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What I Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This Wednesday I am loving...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;1. &lt;/span&gt;The fact that I am not working today! The beauty of my new job, among other things, is that I only work 3 days a week. This week I was scheduled off yesterday and today... (but yesterday I worked at the OB/GYN clinic PRN). For many nurses this is normal life but for me it is an all new perk of the career and I love it. Today I have already met my mom for breakfast, finished some laundry, and semi-cleaned the house. I think having the time off during the week is going to make my weekends much more relaxing!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;2.&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;America's Got Talent. I know this show isn't the best (it used to be better) but it is something that Jeff and I have always watched together. We like to try to pick who will make it through to the next round. And the talent actually gets pretty good in the semi-final and final rounds. Last night we kept rewinding the DVR to see if we could figure out how the magician did his trick - yep, we are really exciting around here on weeknights.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-f60xl_47VYQ/TjBbRDgJrdI/AAAAAAAABMQ/2YNgbAhSwPc/s1600/photo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-f60xl_47VYQ/TjBbRDgJrdI/AAAAAAAABMQ/2YNgbAhSwPc/s640/photo.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;3.&lt;/span&gt; The re-arranging that Jeff and I have been doing around the house. Jeff's school has finally slowed down and we are very close to graduation... only 2 more weeks... and now Jeff finally has time to help me get some of our house plans taken care of. We always talk about what we want/need to do around the house but we rarely follow through - it's hard for me to do the big things on my own. Now that Jeff isn't so busy with school he asked me to create a To-Do list for the house. And we got started last weekend!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;When my cousin moved out in May this year we ended up with half empty rooms... and after a few months we finally decided what we wanted our upstairs to look like. Saturday we got our new guest room arranged and combined the office and man room into one - which is a much smarter use of the space. Now we have one empty room... which we don't really want to furnish right now because who knows how it will be used within the next year or so and buying furniture right now seems pointless.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New Guest Room: We rearranged the furniture in here and moved in a new dresser that couldn't fit in the iphone picture - I love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YUUwStn8SzQ/TjBkG53qCDI/AAAAAAAABMc/UbTEjo7Kbg0/s1600/photo-6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YUUwStn8SzQ/TjBkG53qCDI/AAAAAAAABMc/UbTEjo7Kbg0/s640/photo-6.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;New Office/Game Room: Jeff uses this room the most - after all, it is where his xbox lives! We plan to paint soon and get a tv console and sofa table. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jWE-0fhUpms/TjBks5WvArI/AAAAAAAABMo/3oNqGK-H-Zc/s1600/photo-3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jWE-0fhUpms/TjBks5WvArI/AAAAAAAABMo/3oNqGK-H-Zc/s640/photo-3.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;It makes me happy to change things up around our house. Plus, I love checking things off of our To-Do list... which happens to be quite long, ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7090336496334492561-5738436466986881183?l=jcorkran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/feeds/5738436466986881183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/2011/07/what-i-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090336496334492561/posts/default/5738436466986881183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090336496334492561/posts/default/5738436466986881183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/2011/07/what-i-love.html' title='What I Love'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13961179863939231847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVgCSkQVj7A/TS-JRWr5nNI/AAAAAAAABA4/2U5Y63LkEyc/S220/0117.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-f60xl_47VYQ/TjBbRDgJrdI/AAAAAAAABMQ/2YNgbAhSwPc/s72-c/photo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7090336496334492561.post-5603849764932107389</id><published>2011-07-18T20:21:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-18T20:33:22.633-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Rest of the Weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sorry for the downer post on Saturday... I'm sure you can tell I was a little less than enthused with that day, ha! Actually, after I re-read that post I realized that absolutely none of what I was complaining about was really that bad, but believe me at that moment just about everyone and everything was driving me crazy. Anyways, I am feeling much better about things today and my weekend ended up turning out just fine.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;In fact it started out great! At church that morning there was a new priest and I thought he was really good. I actually thought to myself during the service, "I hope he is here to stay and not just visiting." And guess what, he is here to stay!! I am so excited because finding a church was one thing Jeff and I have struggled with (which I wrote about previously &lt;a href="http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/2010/03/will-we-ever-find-what-we-are-looking.html"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;). &amp;nbsp;This new priest has completed my checklist. I am so excited that we finally found a church that we can really see ourselves in. What a great feeling!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;After church we met my family for breakfast. My brother and his girlfriend, Lynette, were in town for their friend's wedding. I loved getting to see them - even if it was just for breakfast. I have always adored Ben... he is my big brother after all! We went to Cracker Barrel - and it would have been good if I didn't have to order off of the low carb menu. Here we all are after breakfast..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4Bm8mYTy0is/TiTZK6t-nFI/AAAAAAAABMI/VQBfAywoOps/s1600/DSC00741.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4Bm8mYTy0is/TiTZK6t-nFI/AAAAAAAABMI/VQBfAywoOps/s640/DSC00741.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sunday afternoon was "nap" time around our house. Jeff and Bogey napped/watched the Women's World Cup in the living room. Jade and I set up shop in our bed and I caught up on all my magazines.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My sweet baby girl lounging with me on Sunday afternoon...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8pxLBjTKjaU/TiTZLqkX7OI/AAAAAAAABMM/JMJzanwVAWA/s1600/photo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8pxLBjTKjaU/TiTZLqkX7OI/AAAAAAAABMM/JMJzanwVAWA/s640/photo.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;Sunday night was completely un-eventful and we ended up going to bed early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am look forward to a better week this week... that is if we can all survive this heat. Don't melt!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7090336496334492561-5603849764932107389?l=jcorkran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/feeds/5603849764932107389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/2011/07/rest-of-weekend.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090336496334492561/posts/default/5603849764932107389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090336496334492561/posts/default/5603849764932107389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/2011/07/rest-of-weekend.html' title='The Rest of the Weekend'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13961179863939231847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVgCSkQVj7A/TS-JRWr5nNI/AAAAAAAABA4/2U5Y63LkEyc/S220/0117.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4Bm8mYTy0is/TiTZK6t-nFI/AAAAAAAABMI/VQBfAywoOps/s72-c/DSC00741.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7090336496334492561.post-6063460060358166809</id><published>2011-07-16T21:57:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-16T22:08:32.305-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Every Day Can't Always Be A Good Day</title><content type='html'>Today has been rough... to say the least. Actually, this entire week has been pretty not-so-great. I did start my new job this week and let's just say that hospital orientation is pretty low on my favorite-things-in-life list. And unfortunately I still have 3 more days to go. I have been exhausted all week and the sad part is that I was just drained from all of the boredom. I can't wait to start working on the unit so I can enjoy work again.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, this week took FORRRR-EV-EEERRR and when the weekend finally came around I was thrilled. Friday started out wonderful. We had dinner with some of our good friends at &lt;a href="http://http://www.ittabenamemphis.com/"&gt;Itta Bena&lt;/a&gt; downtown. Loved it!! I really wanted to try the duck confit and waffles, but Jeff and I are on a diet and carbs have been the enemy lately - so I went with the filet. We had a great night and I had high hopes for the rest of the weekend. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning Jeff and I woke up early [for us] to get some things done around the house. Those "things" turned into a massive yard overall and a ton of cleaning. Around noon we had to call it quits to go to my stepdad's grandson's -get that?- 4th birthday party. On the way there we ended up getting stuck in traffic for 40 minutes. Four lanes of one of the busiest six-lane roads in Memphis were closed. I was mad and even felt the need (in my anger) to call the City of Memphis and leave a voicemail complaint, ha! I know it was ridiculous and the person who gets my message on Monday will laugh I'm sure but I did feel better after the call. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We finally made it to the party and had a good time. Being that carbs are my current enemy I did not get any cake - ugh. Anyways, the real fun stuff happened when we were ready to leave... apparently my car ended up getting locked - &lt;i&gt;with the keys in it.&lt;/i&gt; After 30 minutes pop-a-lock showed up and saved the day. Keys being locked in the car is a real mood killer and we both had a really hard time coming back from that. We were probably a bit too dramatic about the entire ordeal, in all honesty, but it definitely was the &lt;strike&gt;highlight&lt;/strike&gt; lowlight of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once we got home I finished the house cleaning - minus the bathrooms, which I get the pleasure of cleaning tomorrow. And now I am finally done for the night and am already in bed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that my life is nothing to complain about, but sometimes days are just not fun. Actually, in review of today it does not really seem that bad but it was just one of those days when everything was more difficult than it should have been. You know what I mean? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today just confirmed my idea that Jeff and I need a cleaning lady and a yard boy - when you work all week I believe the weekends should be for relaxing. Anyways, sorry for the downer post but that's just how it's been around here lately, ha! Maybe tomorrow will be better!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7090336496334492561-6063460060358166809?l=jcorkran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/feeds/6063460060358166809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/2011/07/every-day-cant-always-be-good-day.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090336496334492561/posts/default/6063460060358166809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090336496334492561/posts/default/6063460060358166809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/2011/07/every-day-cant-always-be-good-day.html' title='Every Day Can&apos;t Always Be A Good Day'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13961179863939231847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVgCSkQVj7A/TS-JRWr5nNI/AAAAAAAABA4/2U5Y63LkEyc/S220/0117.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7090336496334492561.post-2190459516863180941</id><published>2011-07-12T21:04:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-12T21:06:28.687-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wishful Thinking: Laundry Room Redo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justified;"&gt;I want a new laundry room...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realize this may seem like a ridiculous room to spend time/money on to some people- like my husband. But I &lt;i&gt;love&lt;i&gt; the pictures of gorgeous laundry room spaces like this one... &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OMnR77Vrsco/Tgezz3Zn6sI/AAAAAAAABK0/V3r2YJJ1omg/s1600/6a00d8341c469c53ef0134893ffed8970c.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OMnR77Vrsco/Tgezz3Zn6sI/AAAAAAAABK0/V3r2YJJ1omg/s640/6a00d8341c469c53ef0134893ffed8970c.jpg" width="635" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, this is what I have right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sRhmJkBSVr8/Tge0s4fS_HI/AAAAAAAABK4/DbfIaWQa784/s1600/photo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sRhmJkBSVr8/Tge0s4fS_HI/AAAAAAAABK4/DbfIaWQa784/s640/photo.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It's not too bad - at least I have a room with some storage. But I am ready to make it a little more organized and a tad bit cuter. Jeff thinks I am crazy for wanting to do anything to this room because, after all, we don't spend much time looking at it. But honestly, I'm ready for another project. We'll see how it goes!! &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7090336496334492561-2190459516863180941?l=jcorkran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/feeds/2190459516863180941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/2011/07/wishful-thinking-laundry-room-redo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090336496334492561/posts/default/2190459516863180941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090336496334492561/posts/default/2190459516863180941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/2011/07/wishful-thinking-laundry-room-redo.html' title='Wishful Thinking: Laundry Room Redo'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13961179863939231847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVgCSkQVj7A/TS-JRWr5nNI/AAAAAAAABA4/2U5Y63LkEyc/S220/0117.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OMnR77Vrsco/Tgezz3Zn6sI/AAAAAAAABK0/V3r2YJJ1omg/s72-c/6a00d8341c469c53ef0134893ffed8970c.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7090336496334492561.post-5989345682657725132</id><published>2011-07-10T21:24:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-10T21:32:14.046-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend in Review</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;This weekend we were pretty busy... which really wasn't the best thing because I've been fighting a pretty bad cold and could have used the rest. Oh well. it was worth it but I am exhausted tonight.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;We started Saturday with a pool party with some friend's from Jeff's work. It was good to be out in the sun... Jeff and I are in desperate need of a tan, ha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;That night I met up with some girlfriends to celebrate Morgan's birthday. We had dinner at &lt;a href="http://www.lechardonnaymemphis.com/"&gt;LeChardonnay&lt;/a&gt;. It was &lt;i&gt;a-mazing&lt;/i&gt;... the birthday girl and I split the wedge salad and duck confit sliders. I definitely recommend it. We made our way out downtown to celebrate which is always a blast!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Oa9u6li09-k/ThpazWRS-JI/AAAAAAAABL8/LM5L9aqKnXs/s1600/DSC00738.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="458" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Oa9u6li09-k/ThpazWRS-JI/AAAAAAAABL8/LM5L9aqKnXs/s640/DSC00738.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today Jeff and I met our wonderful friend Abby for brunch. Abby was in town for a bachelorette party and we were thrilled to hear she was in Memphis. We missed her husband Shane, of course. They are some of our very best friends and I loved getting to catch up. Not to mention the amazing brunch at The Majestic. We were definitely not lacking in amazing food this weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9HvUJzh8PVE/Thpa0ecJ8cI/AAAAAAAABMA/spNMrvivzBE/s1600/DSC00739.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9HvUJzh8PVE/Thpa0ecJ8cI/AAAAAAAABMA/spNMrvivzBE/s640/DSC00739.jpg" width="462" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After brunch Jeff met up with some friends and the golf course and I met up with my momma for some shopping. Wonderful Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Oh yeah, we also bought a new car!! We traded in my Saab for a Jeep Grand Cherokee. &lt;i&gt;I L.O.V.E. it!! &lt;/i&gt;I have been day dreaming about this car since it first came out... and last weekend Jeff happened to find a great deal on one and we got it on Friday night. I am in love.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9UnoQPwrejs/Thpa1To8x2I/AAAAAAAABME/3TftmwUiAqI/s1600/DSC00740.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9UnoQPwrejs/Thpa1To8x2I/AAAAAAAABME/3TftmwUiAqI/s640/DSC00740.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;This weekend was really busy. I am exhausted and need to get some sleep because I start my new job in the morning - yay! Can't wait! Hope your weekend was just as great as ours!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7090336496334492561-5989345682657725132?l=jcorkran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/feeds/5989345682657725132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/2011/07/weekend-review.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090336496334492561/posts/default/5989345682657725132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090336496334492561/posts/default/5989345682657725132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/2011/07/weekend-review.html' title='Weekend in Review'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13961179863939231847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVgCSkQVj7A/TS-JRWr5nNI/AAAAAAAABA4/2U5Y63LkEyc/S220/0117.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Oa9u6li09-k/ThpazWRS-JI/AAAAAAAABL8/LM5L9aqKnXs/s72-c/DSC00738.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7090336496334492561.post-1290953632286680210</id><published>2011-07-08T20:02:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-08T20:02:00.415-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Living With A Man</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I always have beer bottle caps on my counter - less than 2 ft from the trash...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3-La_Zi5fp4/ThZXN46O_7I/AAAAAAAABLw/2pOUBng6Z9k/s1600/photo-4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3-La_Zi5fp4/ThZXN46O_7I/AAAAAAAABLw/2pOUBng6Z9k/s640/photo-4.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I pick up shoes from the living room on a daily basis. And if I don't then multiple pairs will accumulate...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mn9p1WSjvII/ThZXOZ1e6QI/AAAAAAAABL0/P8YARvCUa-c/s1600/photo-5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mn9p1WSjvII/ThZXOZ1e6QI/AAAAAAAABL0/P8YARvCUa-c/s640/photo-5.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And I always seem to have a dry-cleaning tag sitting on the bathroom counter every morning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;They always end up conveniently on my side of the counter - again less than 2 ft from the trash, ha!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ijl6mBMvJaQ/ThZXOtsc6zI/AAAAAAAABL4/aHPY4l0UNbo/s1600/photo-6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ijl6mBMvJaQ/ThZXOtsc6zI/AAAAAAAABL4/aHPY4l0UNbo/s640/photo-6.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;But as I was reminded in my young-married-women's-bible study last fall... I am grateful to have a sweet husband to pick up after. But with that said, one day when I have a little boy I will make sure and teach him to pick up his things and then remind him that his wife will one day appreciate it very much!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7090336496334492561-1290953632286680210?l=jcorkran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/feeds/1290953632286680210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/2011/07/living-with-man.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090336496334492561/posts/default/1290953632286680210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090336496334492561/posts/default/1290953632286680210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/2011/07/living-with-man.html' title='Living With A Man'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13961179863939231847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVgCSkQVj7A/TS-JRWr5nNI/AAAAAAAABA4/2U5Y63LkEyc/S220/0117.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3-La_Zi5fp4/ThZXN46O_7I/AAAAAAAABLw/2pOUBng6Z9k/s72-c/photo-4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7090336496334492561.post-3280472856085881720</id><published>2011-07-07T19:58:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-07T20:01:44.204-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Girls Weekend in NWA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Fourth of July weekend was going to be pretty boring here in Memphis - Jeff was busy studying - so Jade and I decided to drive up to Northwest Arkansas and visit my bff, Sarah. After work on Friday Jade and I loaded up the car and made our way across Arkansas for our girl's weekend. Jeff and Bogey stayed home. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CdldGGJRx5Y/ThZO-_c4byI/AAAAAAAABLY/lqRFew_ePuQ/s1600/photo-3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CdldGGJRx5Y/ThZO-_c4byI/AAAAAAAABLY/lqRFew_ePuQ/s640/photo-3.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I always love visiting Fayetteville and get so sad that I don't live there... but Fayetteville compared to Memphis is like a "grass is always greener" situation for me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Saturday afternoon Sarah and I got manis/pedis thanks to my SIL, shopped for new shoes, did a little antiquing and even saw my brother driving down I-540 in his PODS truck (he runs the franchise up there). It was the best afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only had one request while I was in town and that was for dinner at &lt;a href="http://www.hoghaus.com/"&gt;Hog Haus&lt;/a&gt;. So, Saturday night Sarah and I went out for dinner and then met some friends on Dickson St - just like old times!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qc10EqETwKs/ThZRBjJWULI/AAAAAAAABLc/beL-ds-VVp4/s1600/DSC00723.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="566" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qc10EqETwKs/ThZRBjJWULI/AAAAAAAABLc/beL-ds-VVp4/s640/DSC00723.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My in-laws were all in town for a wedding - which worked out perfect so I could help keep up with the girls while everyone went to the wedding. The wedding was on Sunday so Sarah and I babysat &lt;a href="http://www.kateandlily.blogspot.com/"&gt;Kate and Lily&lt;/a&gt;. They were adorable as always!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hqkYf2CRCXs/ThZUIm3Rh8I/AAAAAAAABLg/qHGP3IzvNlw/s1600/photo-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hqkYf2CRCXs/ThZUIm3Rh8I/AAAAAAAABLg/qHGP3IzvNlw/s640/photo-2.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After an afternoon of playing, snacking, and walking in 4 inch heels (which Kate could do without any help), we packed the girls up and went to the wedding reception. On the way back to Sarah's house Kate was exhausted...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1QGsZq3cfuo/ThZUYXjqH1I/AAAAAAAABLk/_XSMddXhyVA/s1600/DSC00734.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1QGsZq3cfuo/ThZUYXjqH1I/AAAAAAAABLk/_XSMddXhyVA/s640/DSC00734.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Lily was still ready to go, ha! Seriously, I didn't know if this little girl was ever going to be tired!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gGZflVW2bY4/ThZUZkjJoeI/AAAAAAAABLo/SGZZc43OJJY/s1600/DSC00737.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gGZflVW2bY4/ThZUZkjJoeI/AAAAAAAABLo/SGZZc43OJJY/s640/DSC00737.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really loved keeping our nieces. Not living in the same city as Jeff's family makes these occasions few and far between.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I packed up and headed home on Monday afternoon... Jade and I were ready to see Jeff and Bogey. However, I did get a little warning on the way home - Oops!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZtVfpFq8UAA/ThZVxk6GgpI/AAAAAAAABLs/SEqb-Kb3T6E/s1600/photo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZtVfpFq8UAA/ThZVxk6GgpI/AAAAAAAABLs/SEqb-Kb3T6E/s640/photo.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/7090336496334492561-3280472856085881720?l=jcorkran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/feeds/3280472856085881720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/2011/07/girls-weekend-in-nwa.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090336496334492561/posts/default/3280472856085881720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090336496334492561/posts/default/3280472856085881720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/2011/07/girls-weekend-in-nwa.html' title='Girls Weekend in NWA'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13961179863939231847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVgCSkQVj7A/TS-JRWr5nNI/AAAAAAAABA4/2U5Y63LkEyc/S220/0117.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CdldGGJRx5Y/ThZO-_c4byI/AAAAAAAABLY/lqRFew_ePuQ/s72-c/photo-3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7090336496334492561.post-8550711223388524957</id><published>2011-06-29T20:36:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-29T21:18:40.722-05:00</updated><title type='text'>If At First You Don't Succeed...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-55cZICLlMYg/TgvRWGvVSXI/AAAAAAAABLQ/r1k3Y6HI05U/s1600/photo-3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;...try and try again.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Remember &lt;a href="http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/2011/06/i-was-just-trying-to-help.html"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, when I decided that yard work was not my forte? Well, look at my pretty yard today...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HUTy2_WwrDc/TgvRWaHIRYI/AAAAAAAABLU/uKt9-iDpo6w/s1600/photo-4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HUTy2_WwrDc/TgvRWaHIRYI/AAAAAAAABLU/uKt9-iDpo6w/s640/photo-4.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I got out there and cut the grass!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Unfortunately I am still not a pro... I touched the motor on the lawn mower and burned the heck out of my fingers. Ouch!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-55cZICLlMYg/TgvRWGvVSXI/AAAAAAAABLQ/r1k3Y6HI05U/s1600/photo-3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-55cZICLlMYg/TgvRWGvVSXI/AAAAAAAABLQ/r1k3Y6HI05U/s640/photo-3.jpg" width="472" /&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/7090336496334492561-8550711223388524957?l=jcorkran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/feeds/8550711223388524957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/2011/06/if-at-first-you-dont-succeed.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090336496334492561/posts/default/8550711223388524957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090336496334492561/posts/default/8550711223388524957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/2011/06/if-at-first-you-dont-succeed.html' title='If At First You Don&apos;t Succeed...'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13961179863939231847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVgCSkQVj7A/TS-JRWr5nNI/AAAAAAAABA4/2U5Y63LkEyc/S220/0117.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HUTy2_WwrDc/TgvRWaHIRYI/AAAAAAAABLU/uKt9-iDpo6w/s72-c/photo-4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7090336496334492561.post-150680177674862629</id><published>2011-06-28T20:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-28T20:49:02.245-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye Dinner And The Rest of My Evening</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Tonight the nurses at Ruch Clinic put together a little farewell dinner for me. We all met up at Red Robin for some huge, amazing burgers. I love Red Robin but unfortunately Jeff hates it so we never go. &lt;i&gt;I ate way too much!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;Anyways, it was so sweet of them and I really enjoyed it. I know that I have only been working with them for 6 months but it was my very first place to work as an RN so it is special to me.&amp;nbsp;I love these ladies and am sad to be leaving them.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;After dinner I came home and started vegging out on the couch... but then realized that I should probably be a little more productive. I decided to work on my outdoor plants a little. It rained this morning so it wasn't super hot out - I probably wouldn't have done this if the temp didn't drop a little today. My flowers had been dying... not enough water I guess. So I thinned out how many plants were in each pot. I also cleaned up my back flower bed to make room for some new blooms. This was quite the dirty job.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DcMOq-qkjgU/TgqAUeUwGrI/AAAAAAAABLI/znMEqMv0RmU/s1600/photo-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DcMOq-qkjgU/TgqAUeUwGrI/AAAAAAAABLI/znMEqMv0RmU/s640/photo-1.jpg" width="468" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;After I worked in the yard the pups and I went on a little walk. I'm lucky that they behave well on walks so that I can take them both at the same time. I feel bad that they are cooped up all day - after one quick walk they come back exhausted and panting like crazy. Poor city dogs!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CzUJARHz_Bc/TgqAU52ciYI/AAAAAAAABLM/6w6yjLhMTzM/s1600/photo-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CzUJARHz_Bc/TgqAU52ciYI/AAAAAAAABLM/6w6yjLhMTzM/s640/photo-2.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Now we are home... Jade and Bogey are already passed out asleep... and I'm looking forward to an early bedtime. Is it just me or is this week not creeping by? I could have sworn that tomorrow is Thursday.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7090336496334492561-150680177674862629?l=jcorkran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/feeds/150680177674862629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/2011/06/goodbye-dinner-and-rest-of-my-evening.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090336496334492561/posts/default/150680177674862629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090336496334492561/posts/default/150680177674862629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/2011/06/goodbye-dinner-and-rest-of-my-evening.html' title='Goodbye Dinner And The Rest of My Evening'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13961179863939231847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVgCSkQVj7A/TS-JRWr5nNI/AAAAAAAABA4/2U5Y63LkEyc/S220/0117.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DcMOq-qkjgU/TgqAUeUwGrI/AAAAAAAABLI/znMEqMv0RmU/s72-c/photo-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7090336496334492561.post-3971688413260504300</id><published>2011-06-27T21:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-27T21:33:23.101-05:00</updated><title type='text'>PB Outlet</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So we have a lovely Pottery Barn Outlet store here in Memphis - which happens to be right next door to Williams-Sonoma Outlet as well. I love walking through these stores... &lt;i&gt;I mean, I want everything&lt;/i&gt;. I adore Pottery Barn and when all of these items are discounted it just makes me want it all.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Catherine and I went over there tonight - she's hosting a wedding shower soon and we were seeing what entertainment items she might need for her party. They had all of the white dishes and serving pieces on sale tonight. If I had more storage room in my kitchen then I would love to have some fun dishes like this tiered tray...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sHOMbhxJkEM/Tgk5oox-iYI/AAAAAAAABK8/bq6v20rt870/s1600/img20l.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="576" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sHOMbhxJkEM/Tgk5oox-iYI/AAAAAAAABK8/bq6v20rt870/s640/img20l.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We made our way around the entire store and in every section I was redecorating every room in my house. The bedding is what always gets me... I love the bedding. Of course my PB bedding is never at the outlet and sometimes I regret my online purchase. I definitely could have found something as equally as wonderful at the outlet for almost 1/2 the price. But, I do love my bedding and am still searching for the quilts and extra pillows to complete it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cU-nu7w9WKc/Tgk5oy7wMfI/AAAAAAAABLA/FsfUY2cmRiU/s1600/img56l.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="576" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cU-nu7w9WKc/Tgk5oy7wMfI/AAAAAAAABLA/FsfUY2cmRiU/s640/img56l.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And the reason that I like to go frequently is to keep an eye out on the beds. The furniture is usually pretty reasonably priced and we are in desperate need for a new bed. Tonight I loved the bed below, but it was only available in a queen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Tn7bdMw-bgA/Tgk5pWAuKnI/AAAAAAAABLE/6wIEIPsVwIY/s1600/img57l.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="576" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Tn7bdMw-bgA/Tgk5pWAuKnI/AAAAAAAABLE/6wIEIPsVwIY/s640/img57l.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I love visiting this outlet but usually leave empty handed - if not close to it. Unfortunately shopping there for me is just like flipping through the catalogue - lots of day dreaming and planning but I never follow through with the purchases. I guess I'm too cheap (even in an outlet). I really don't buy much there because the items are usually wants and not necessities.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I look forward to when we move and I need to redecorate an entire house. Or better yet, when we have kids - that have a pretty great PB Kids section too - and I know a little Pottery Barn nursery will be adorable!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7090336496334492561-3971688413260504300?l=jcorkran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/feeds/3971688413260504300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/2011/06/pb-outlet.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090336496334492561/posts/default/3971688413260504300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090336496334492561/posts/default/3971688413260504300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/2011/06/pb-outlet.html' title='PB Outlet'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13961179863939231847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVgCSkQVj7A/TS-JRWr5nNI/AAAAAAAABA4/2U5Y63LkEyc/S220/0117.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sHOMbhxJkEM/Tgk5oox-iYI/AAAAAAAABK8/bq6v20rt870/s72-c/img20l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7090336496334492561.post-8178528001277108418</id><published>2011-06-22T08:38:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-22T08:38:00.227-05:00</updated><title type='text'>And Yet Another Change</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Big changes are happening again around our house... I am pretty sure that I am a person that loves change. I think it's funny that I am now saying that because, if you remember, &amp;nbsp;I used to be a &lt;a href="http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/2009/12/just-tad-anxious-about-everything.html"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;self-proclaimed change-hater&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. Apparently that is no longer one of my characteristics... we change as we grow!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Anyways, the news is (and if you follow me on twitter you probably already know)...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I have turned in my notice at my current job (OB/GYN clinic) to accept a position at a large hospital in Memphis on the cardiopulmonary transplant unit. I am super nervous about the new job, but excited to start working 3 days a week - even though I will be on nights. I am so sad to be leaving women's health, but I know that this experience will be amazing and career changing!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This opportunity was a major blessing - a perfect timing type of thing. And I owe the opportunity for the interview to a girl that was practically an acquaintance (that I am now looking forward to calling a coworker). Her thoughtfulness really reminds me to be thoughtful and kind to others - even if I don't know them well. I really appreciate the thought and help!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot tell you how relieved I am to ditch the 5 days a week, 9-5 thing. I know that nights will be hard and quite the adjustment, but I really look forward to the new schedule. Five days is just not for me. I tend to be more productive during the day when others are typically at work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, in a few weeks I will be switching jobs and changing up our life once again. And I can't wait!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7090336496334492561-8178528001277108418?l=jcorkran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/feeds/8178528001277108418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/2011/06/and-yet-another-change.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090336496334492561/posts/default/8178528001277108418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090336496334492561/posts/default/8178528001277108418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/2011/06/and-yet-another-change.html' title='And Yet Another Change'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13961179863939231847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVgCSkQVj7A/TS-JRWr5nNI/AAAAAAAABA4/2U5Y63LkEyc/S220/0117.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7090336496334492561.post-622634822464452322</id><published>2011-06-20T22:03:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-20T22:11:09.968-05:00</updated><title type='text'>But I Was Just Trying To Help</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This week (and for the next 2 weeks) Jeff is crazy busy&amp;nbsp;-&lt;i&gt; to say the least.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;I know that I have said that before, but these days "busy" has taken on an entirely new meaning. Jeff is currently taking his big final class that everyone has to take at the end of this graduate program. There is a 60 page exit paper that he has to write - about what, I don't know, something business-y - and he has to do it in 5 weeks. Most people have an entire semester to do this, but he chose to take this class during the summer so he could graduate early. Like I said, he is busy!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Anyways, my poor husband is stressed to the max. Bless him because he never shows it. You would think he was a pro at running on 3 hours of sleep, working all day, and studying all night.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Since he is so busy and all, I have tried extra hard to be on top of things around the house lately. I try to have all lunches made, clothes washed, house clean, pantry/fridge stocked, dogs taken care of... etc. etc. That way when Jeff is home, even if it is for a few hours of sleep, he might have a moment to feel like he can just relax and not worry about a thing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I have even been trying to take care of Jeff's "chores" so he doesn't have to worry. It just so happens that Jeff's major chore during the summer is the yard work. Of course the yard needs cutting, trimming, and watering, the bushes need cutting, and the sidewalks, patio, and driveway need blowing. I have never wanted to do this - like taking out the trash, this is a man's job in my home - and I have never even attempted the yard work (besides planting a few flowers). &amp;nbsp;Well, yesterday I decided it was time to try it out. Our yard is small, how hard could it be?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Uh, let me tell you, it is terrible!! I mean terrible. &lt;/i&gt;Luckily, my sweet husband came to the rescue and mowed the yard for me. But I have tried all of the rest. I trimmed the bushes and they look terrible and crooked. I tried to blow off the patio and driveway and just ended up creating a tornado of grass and leaves (and blew all of our recently placed yard fertilizer into the garage). And the icing on the cake - the one thing I thought I was getting right - I am apparently watering our yard wrong.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I really didn't think watering the yard would be very difficult. I even bragged to Jeff yesterday about how good I was at this part of yard "work." I mean seriously, how can you mess up turning on a sprinkler? Well, I guess I can. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I was just watching tv with my dogs tonight (in my pajamas none the less) when my door bell rang. It was my neighbor that lives behind our house. He took a leisurely walk over to let me know that, "I must have forgotten that my sprinkler was on." He then proceeded to explain to me that he lives downhill from my house and that our water has soaked his yard and is running onto the sidewalk in the front. Ooopsie! &amp;nbsp;Needless to say, I turned off my sprinkler immediately.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I think I may hand the yard work back over to my husband.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;But honestly, I am pretty sure that man was overreacting. I mean, if someone offered to water my yard with their water bill I sure wouldn't complain!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7090336496334492561-622634822464452322?l=jcorkran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/feeds/622634822464452322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/2011/06/i-was-just-trying-to-help.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090336496334492561/posts/default/622634822464452322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090336496334492561/posts/default/622634822464452322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/2011/06/i-was-just-trying-to-help.html' title='But I Was Just Trying To Help'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13961179863939231847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVgCSkQVj7A/TS-JRWr5nNI/AAAAAAAABA4/2U5Y63LkEyc/S220/0117.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7090336496334492561.post-8003436293870490824</id><published>2011-06-19T20:15:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-19T20:29:07.786-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Best Dad in the World</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;I don't know if everyone knows this or not but I happen to have the absolute best dad in the entire world. I simply adore him!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vBQDNkAv34k/Tf6PzxZe8AI/AAAAAAAABKs/B7ZJKqVECtY/s1600/264141_865185135097_20602565_41324472_5447239_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vBQDNkAv34k/Tf6PzxZe8AI/AAAAAAAABKs/B7ZJKqVECtY/s640/264141_865185135097_20602565_41324472_5447239_n.jpg" width="404" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;He always knows the right things to say. He is a problem solver (which comes in handy during the dramatic times in my life). He is smart, successful, &amp;nbsp;and compassionate. He has been an amazing provider to me and my brother as we were growing up and throughout college... and even a little further! I could go on and on singing the praises of my dad.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LYS41WxTO-M/Tf6Pzq-PRkI/AAAAAAAABKo/LdW0rTbB4LU/s1600/198469_1005583554568_1674270038_17400_4727_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="424" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LYS41WxTO-M/Tf6Pzq-PRkI/AAAAAAAABKo/LdW0rTbB4LU/s640/198469_1005583554568_1674270038_17400_4727_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;My dad knows how to have fun and is always up for partying and loving life. I love his optimism and am grateful that I inherited his positive out look. He has shown me the world - we have been all over and experienced many once-in-a-life-time moments together. I love that we can enjoy care-free days but still are able to have deep, life-filled, meaningful conversations that continue to impact the &lt;s&gt;girl&lt;/s&gt;&amp;nbsp;woman that I am becoming.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;But the most important thing of all is that my daddy loves me and my brother more than life itself - and we have never had to doubt that for a second.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-E8oGiSQ2TUQ/Tf6PzSRYRjI/AAAAAAAABKk/TJdHD4a0xfk/s1600/197377_767811347947_20602565_40785809_6174766_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-E8oGiSQ2TUQ/Tf6PzSRYRjI/AAAAAAAABKk/TJdHD4a0xfk/s640/197377_767811347947_20602565_40785809_6174766_n.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I&amp;nbsp;haven't lived in the same state as my dad since I was 6 years old, but that has never seemed to matter (all that much). Of course I would have loved to have him closer but he was just as much a part of my life as dads that live with their kids - if not more. And I am pretty sure we have a closer relationship than most!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It is without a doubt that Ben and I are incredibly blessed to have such a wonderful dad in our lives!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pndj4NUxDKY/Tf6P0eLNwLI/AAAAAAAABKw/Q3Byd16PGAU/s1600/n20602565_33893729_156.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pndj4NUxDKY/Tf6P0eLNwLI/AAAAAAAABKw/Q3Byd16PGAU/s640/n20602565_33893729_156.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And if you really want to know how blessed I am, I have a great stepdad and father-in-law that deserve some appreciation on this day as well. I happen to have lucked out in that department! Wesley has been an amazing part of our family, he makes my mom happy, and loves us practically like his own - &lt;i&gt;I could not have asked for a better stepdad&lt;/i&gt;. My father-in-law, Mike, is a wonderful example of a christian family man and I know that Jeff has learned from him in so many ways that I am thankful for. I definitely want to wish them a happy father's day as well!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Daddy, I hope that we - Ben, Jeff, and I - make you proud. You have taught us well and have set us up for incredibly successful lives. I cannot begin to express my gratitude for your love and guidance - for you. I love you!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7090336496334492561-8003436293870490824?l=jcorkran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/feeds/8003436293870490824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/2011/06/best-dad-in-world.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090336496334492561/posts/default/8003436293870490824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090336496334492561/posts/default/8003436293870490824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/2011/06/best-dad-in-world.html' title='Best Dad in the World'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13961179863939231847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVgCSkQVj7A/TS-JRWr5nNI/AAAAAAAABA4/2U5Y63LkEyc/S220/0117.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vBQDNkAv34k/Tf6PzxZe8AI/AAAAAAAABKs/B7ZJKqVECtY/s72-c/264141_865185135097_20602565_41324472_5447239_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7090336496334492561.post-2841407756534120621</id><published>2011-06-14T21:15:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-14T21:27:21.361-05:00</updated><title type='text'>And then life happened</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It is the middle of June, how did that happen?! I really can't believe how fast this year is going. We have a pretty casual summer lined up and I am so happy it is here!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Jeff is in his very last semester of graduate school and we could not be more thankful that school is coming to an end. My husband works very hard studying for school and it really takes a toll on our home life... meaning, we never get to see each other! &amp;nbsp;This summer session is the worst yet but having an end in sight helps him/me get through. Thoughts and prayers are welcome and much appreciated for Jeff's strength&lt;i&gt; and sanity&lt;/i&gt; as he works towards graduation. I really cannot even start to explain how many hours he puts into studying and how many hours of sleep he sacrifices. And he rarely, if ever, complains. He seriously amazes me... because let's be honest, I would be drowning myself in self-pity by this point,ha!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;On another note, I have recently discovered the pool at our gym. I always knew it was there but it is pretty much a playground and I never tried it out. Not that I don't love kids, but it's almost like visiting a splash park as an adult with zero kids in tow. Actually it is a pool plus a splash park... but still. Anyways, I decided to meet up a friend that I work with (she was there with her child of course) and we got some sun. I loved being by the pool for the first time this summer - and I definitely &lt;s&gt;fried&lt;/s&gt; got a little sun. I think I might be a frequent visitor. I will be the girl with no kids - just chilling reading my book&lt;i&gt; (even though I may have crazy-baby-fever I can definitely appreciate these child free days every once in a while)&lt;/i&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And really that's about it. That is all we have been doing... work, school, and one pool day. I am kind of loving the simplicity of it all. &amp;nbsp;But I'm still looking forward to our plans for the summer - which include a family wedding in Alabama, visiting my sweet friends, family and nieces in NWA, girl's weekend with friends at my mom's, Jeff's graduation, a Corkran trip to Orange Beach, and a boat trip with my dad. Oh, sweet summer time!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't this all sound like there is a lot of boring, easy, and wonderful living going on around here?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7090336496334492561-2841407756534120621?l=jcorkran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/feeds/2841407756534120621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/2011/06/and-then-life-happened.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090336496334492561/posts/default/2841407756534120621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090336496334492561/posts/default/2841407756534120621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/2011/06/and-then-life-happened.html' title='And then life happened'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13961179863939231847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVgCSkQVj7A/TS-JRWr5nNI/AAAAAAAABA4/2U5Y63LkEyc/S220/0117.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7090336496334492561.post-8155550829607347223</id><published>2011-06-07T19:45:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-07T19:48:07.070-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Arkansas Bride</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My amazingly beautiful best friend was recently featured in the Fall/Winter edition of the Arkansas Bride magazine. It does not surprise me at all because the wedding was breathtaking, as was the bride!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Anyways, I just wanted to share &lt;a href="http://www.inarkansas.com/article/arkansas-bride/25065/real-wedding-sarah-barbot-dylan-edwards"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;the article&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fOq5FPXYGrM/Te7GdoHuPaI/AAAAAAAABKY/l9_LLtb-oaU/s1600/168913_753630022437_20603116_40590137_7647705_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fOq5FPXYGrM/Te7GdoHuPaI/AAAAAAAABKY/l9_LLtb-oaU/s640/168913_753630022437_20603116_40590137_7647705_n.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7090336496334492561-8155550829607347223?l=jcorkran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/feeds/8155550829607347223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/2011/06/arkansas-bride.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090336496334492561/posts/default/8155550829607347223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090336496334492561/posts/default/8155550829607347223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/2011/06/arkansas-bride.html' title='Arkansas Bride'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13961179863939231847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVgCSkQVj7A/TS-JRWr5nNI/AAAAAAAABA4/2U5Y63LkEyc/S220/0117.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fOq5FPXYGrM/Te7GdoHuPaI/AAAAAAAABKY/l9_LLtb-oaU/s72-c/168913_753630022437_20603116_40590137_7647705_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7090336496334492561.post-7414538499665453701</id><published>2011-06-06T22:16:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-06T22:34:06.926-05:00</updated><title type='text'>MOLTI CUGINI</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;This past weekend Jeff and I were super busy at Italian Fest. To be honest, Jeff is the only one of us that was super busy... he is a member of the team Holy Cannoli and, therefore, worked very hard. I, on the other hand, only showed up in time for dinner and the party every night, ha!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Anyways, there was a tent at Italian Fest named "Molti Cugini" or "many cousins" in Italian. The tent caught my attention because, like many Italian families, that is exactly how my family is. I have very many first cousins - 22 to be exact - and I have 24 second cousins (that would be the children of my first cousins).&amp;nbsp;My Boldreghini cousins are such a huge and amazing part of my life! I grew up with them, they were my first friends, my best friends, and are still some of the closest people in my life.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;I would be lying if I said I was bff with all of my cousins - the truth is we are divided into groups - the "older" cousins (and I use that term only to decipher between the two) and the younger cousins. We were born into 2 age groups - the first were born all within a close age and then quite a few years passed until the second group came along within really close age. I am part of the younger crowd. Here are a couple cute pictures of me and my age group of cousins...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_FaO8vAa1xk/Te2NaV3S2UI/AAAAAAAABKM/zn8O928WrRs/s1600/photo-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_FaO8vAa1xk/Te2NaV3S2UI/AAAAAAAABKM/zn8O928WrRs/s640/photo-1.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;From left to right: Eric, Megan in Kevin's lap, Matt, Catherine in Grandpa's lap, Ben, me in Grandma's lap, and Monica... Ashlee wasn't born yet - she is the youngest cousin).&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nvZMleeOeC8/Te2NYJkHp2I/AAAAAAAABKI/QMGa8TFDjQI/s1600/photo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nvZMleeOeC8/Te2NYJkHp2I/AAAAAAAABKI/QMGa8TFDjQI/s640/photo.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me, Ben, Matt, Monica, Catherine, Megan, Kevin, and Eric.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Recently my cousins Robin, Becky, Catherine, and I have organized quarterly Boldreghini cousin dinners. We had our first one not too long ago. It is so great keeping in touch with my cousins in our ever-expanding family. Luckily, the majority of us all still live in Memphis.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RTMYCbuIcm0/Te2Qh4pzqOI/AAAAAAAABKQ/rL1htXSCfq8/s1600/226176_1899089949286_1002766795_2127239_5085149_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RTMYCbuIcm0/Te2Qh4pzqOI/AAAAAAAABKQ/rL1htXSCfq8/s640/226176_1899089949286_1002766795_2127239_5085149_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here we are at our first Boldreghini Cousin Dinner back in April. Kevin and his wife Joy, me and Jeff, Robin and her husband David, Becky and her husband Jim, Eric, Mike and his fiance Genna, Catherine, Megan, and Ashlee.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;I am really close with my cousins Catherine and Eric - Jeff and I see them all of the time. They were the Best Man and Maid of Honor in our wedding.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ni5XaXjd_J4/Te2XGoymK1I/AAAAAAAABKU/CORrO2OM-mk/s1600/0340.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="494" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ni5XaXjd_J4/Te2XGoymK1I/AAAAAAAABKU/CORrO2OM-mk/s640/0340.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;When Jeff moved to Memphis he started hanging out with Eric's high school friends and they nicknamed him "Cousin Jeff" - you know, because he was Eric's new cousin. We are all now referenced as Cousin Jeff, Cousin Jenny, Cousin Catherine, etc... and as a group we are The Cousins.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;I love that my cousins are such a huge part of my life. They are a major reason that Jeff and I moved back to Memphis. I love being part of such a large family and am so glad that we are working hard at staying close. And I may be thinking a little too far ahead but... I know that when Jeff and I have children their first cousins will be out of state - that makes me very sad - but, I am happy to know that they will be surrounded by several second cousins and raised in a very close Italian family.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;What can I say, big Italian families are the best!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7090336496334492561-7414538499665453701?l=jcorkran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/feeds/7414538499665453701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/2011/06/molti-cugini.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090336496334492561/posts/default/7414538499665453701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090336496334492561/posts/default/7414538499665453701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/2011/06/molti-cugini.html' title='MOLTI CUGINI'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13961179863939231847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVgCSkQVj7A/TS-JRWr5nNI/AAAAAAAABA4/2U5Y63LkEyc/S220/0117.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_FaO8vAa1xk/Te2NaV3S2UI/AAAAAAAABKM/zn8O928WrRs/s72-c/photo-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7090336496334492561.post-639414826688062570</id><published>2011-05-31T21:17:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T21:18:42.863-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Great Start to Summer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It finally feels like summer around here and we had a great weekend to kick it off! My bff came into town from Fayetteville and spent the long Memorial Day weekend here in Memphis. Unfortunately her &amp;nbsp;husband couldn't make it... we missed you, Dylan!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We didn't do a ton this weekend, but definitely had a great time. Saturday morning we did a little car shopping for me - ugh, what a mess! So many decisions. It's frustrating, but shopping for cars is always fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sweet husband brought home Redbirds tickets from work and that evening we went to the Redbirds game (luckily our seats were in the shade).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--WzBhmkymn0/TeWetVOxzQI/AAAAAAAABJ4/25AU8VcsKRg/s1600/DSC00701.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--WzBhmkymn0/TeWetVOxzQI/AAAAAAAABJ4/25AU8VcsKRg/s640/DSC00701.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We ate too much food and had a lot of fun! Seriously, we ate a lot - hot dogs with grilled onions &amp;amp; peppers with chips, chocolate ice cream cones, and a Blue Moon. After the game we met up with friends on Beale Street.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-b2xib7vduMk/TeWesM6FbRI/AAAAAAAABJ0/0ek4m7FKh_E/s1600/DSC00700.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-b2xib7vduMk/TeWesM6FbRI/AAAAAAAABJ0/0ek4m7FKh_E/s640/DSC00700.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;On Sunday we headed out to my Mom and Wesley's for a little sipping and sitting, and that is practically all that we did. We spent the weekend sitting on the porch and drinking some wine! We also did a little Italian cooking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;On Monday we packed up and headed home... and so did my friend. I was so sad to see her go.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The summer is starting off on a great foot... America's Got Talent (only my very favorite summer show) premiered tonight and we have Italian Fest starting Thursday. This summer is going to be a good one!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sarah, thank you so much for driving all the way to Memphis and leaving your husband so that we could spend the weekend with you. I love you so much and wish so badly we lived in the same town. I had the best weekend with you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7090336496334492561-639414826688062570?l=jcorkran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/feeds/639414826688062570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/2011/05/best-start-to-summer.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090336496334492561/posts/default/639414826688062570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090336496334492561/posts/default/639414826688062570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/2011/05/best-start-to-summer.html' title='Great Start to Summer'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13961179863939231847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVgCSkQVj7A/TS-JRWr5nNI/AAAAAAAABA4/2U5Y63LkEyc/S220/0117.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--WzBhmkymn0/TeWetVOxzQI/AAAAAAAABJ4/25AU8VcsKRg/s72-c/DSC00701.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7090336496334492561.post-3711985738006553512</id><published>2011-05-26T20:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-26T20:17:38.203-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Life, as we know it...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;will never be the same over at our house. Yesterday, Jeff came home with an xbox.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yYCJoXgnorI/Td71-KOcYLI/AAAAAAAABJs/XcrcsMA-rVk/s1600/image002.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yYCJoXgnorI/Td71-KOcYLI/AAAAAAAABJs/XcrcsMA-rVk/s640/image002.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Cons:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ugh!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I am married to a man that can play NBA 2K11 or NCAA Football&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;for-ev-er&lt;/i&gt;! &lt;i&gt;Seriously forever.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Just as I thought I was getting some Jeff-time back in my life with his quickly approaching graduation... it is now gone again, thanks to a video game.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;At first I thought to myself, "How bad can this really be? I mean, his friends won't come over &lt;i&gt;all the time&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;to play with him." Well, I guess that I am way out of the loop because apparently he can play his friends online. He has been playing Eric for the past two evenings. And remember, this is only day 2, people!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;While playing with Eric online, he wears a ridiculous headset so they can talk and play at the same time. Not too cute.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Pros:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;To be fair, Jeff did call and check with me before the purchase to make sure that I wouldn't be too upset. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;This gives him a reason to actually use his "man room," which is good because now I don't have to feel so bad about our rarely inhabited upstairs that we pay to air condition and heat year round.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I get to watch all of my "girl" tv that is piled up on the DVR.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;We got to create this cute little "Jeff avatar" on the xbox... it's cute and looks freakishly like him. I had fun helping Jeff design the guy's face and pick out his outfit.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;It puts Jeff in a good mood.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I guess an xbox doesn't really qualify as the end of the world. And if it's the worst thing that I can complain about then I guess life is pretty good!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And here is the current state of Jeff.. sitting in his old and broken recliner, playing Eric on xbox. And this, folks, is the new weekday night life around our house. Thrilling to say the least, ha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TKgsLzrTZPo/Td71-oh2bfI/AAAAAAAABJw/lQDL-4cqA0o/s1600/photo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TKgsLzrTZPo/Td71-oh2bfI/AAAAAAAABJw/lQDL-4cqA0o/s640/photo.jpg" width="480" /&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/7090336496334492561-3711985738006553512?l=jcorkran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/feeds/3711985738006553512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/2011/05/life-as-we-know-it.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090336496334492561/posts/default/3711985738006553512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090336496334492561/posts/default/3711985738006553512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/2011/05/life-as-we-know-it.html' title='Life, as we know it...'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13961179863939231847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVgCSkQVj7A/TS-JRWr5nNI/AAAAAAAABA4/2U5Y63LkEyc/S220/0117.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yYCJoXgnorI/Td71-KOcYLI/AAAAAAAABJs/XcrcsMA-rVk/s72-c/image002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7090336496334492561.post-6230798184903818959</id><published>2011-05-23T21:03:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-23T21:05:44.139-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Being Content... or working on it</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I have a problem with contentment. I am always, &lt;i&gt;always&lt;/i&gt;, planning for the next step... next house, next car, next vacation, next etc, etc, and etc. I have a serious issue with counting down the days. For example: &amp;nbsp;in 2008 it was a countdown until graduation from the U of A and then to my wedding, in 2009 it was a countdown until I quit my job for nursing school, in 2010 it was graduation from nursing school. Well, in 2011 I am not sure what to countdown to - I have nothing major planned. I even have a "countdown" app on my iPhone that is currently empty.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;But what do I really need a countdown for? What I need is contentment. I want to be happy about today and where I am right now - not constantly waiting for the next huge life event that is coming my way.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Anyways, I am working on this... praying about it and reading a book titled, what else, &lt;i&gt;Contentment&lt;/i&gt;. I am putting all of my crazy day dreaming on hold and trying to live in the moment.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Today I am thankful for my career and having a great job. I am thankful for Jeff's job. I am thankful for our health and our home. I am happy to be spending my evening eating dinner and watching television with my husband and our cute little pups.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--XwghoiV42Y/TdsR70c5fUI/AAAAAAAABJo/PnS4JvV4e4w/s1600/IMG_0358.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--XwghoiV42Y/TdsR70c5fUI/AAAAAAAABJo/PnS4JvV4e4w/s640/IMG_0358.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sometime it is hard to be like the Apostle Paul - being "content in every circumstance" (Philippians 4:11).&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7090336496334492561-6230798184903818959?l=jcorkran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/feeds/6230798184903818959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/2011/05/being-content-or-working-on-it.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090336496334492561/posts/default/6230798184903818959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090336496334492561/posts/default/6230798184903818959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/2011/05/being-content-or-working-on-it.html' title='Being Content... or working on it'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13961179863939231847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVgCSkQVj7A/TS-JRWr5nNI/AAAAAAAABA4/2U5Y63LkEyc/S220/0117.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--XwghoiV42Y/TdsR70c5fUI/AAAAAAAABJo/PnS4JvV4e4w/s72-c/IMG_0358.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7090336496334492561.post-2812612272684923154</id><published>2011-05-18T19:51:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-18T20:10:49.829-05:00</updated><title type='text'>New York, NY</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;We have made it back from New York... actually we did on Sunday, but catching up at home and catching up on sleep has been taking priority over this blog post. &amp;nbsp;FYI, this is hardcore picture overload - just offering up a warning.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KuuBTHvyZDA/TdRbFpsvWlI/AAAAAAAABIk/ft8p0Uu4iEI/s1600/DSC00652.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KuuBTHvyZDA/TdRbFpsvWlI/AAAAAAAABIk/ft8p0Uu4iEI/s640/DSC00652.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Jeff and I seriously had the best time. With Jeff's school schedule we don't really get a lot of time to spend together, so this trip was great just because &amp;nbsp;were able to spend some good ol' quality time together. &amp;nbsp;We were so exhausted the entire weekend because we did not stop during the day... there is way too much to see and do in that city!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;We arrived in NYC on Thursday, which happened to be Jeff's 26th birthday! So that day was all about celebrating. Our first stop was at the Top of the Rock.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Bxo2dYM7QtU/TdRd2BdzmII/AAAAAAAABIo/ep3fW1-m3GA/s1600/DSC00620.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Bxo2dYM7QtU/TdRd2BdzmII/AAAAAAAABIo/ep3fW1-m3GA/s640/DSC00620.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Afterwards we headed to &lt;a href="http://www.magnoliabakery.com/home.php"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;Magnolia Bakery&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; for some birthday cupcakes. We enjoyed the cupcakes and I sang "Happy Birthday" to Jeff on Avenue of the Americas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GGx5U5VgITo/TdRd3qg6RUI/AAAAAAAABIs/h6AdTf5wi28/s1600/DSC00627.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GGx5U5VgITo/TdRd3qg6RUI/AAAAAAAABIs/h6AdTf5wi28/s640/DSC00627.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;That night we ended up with a surprise visit from room service - someone had delivered a bottle of wine for Jeff's birthday. The wine was from Karl... uh, too bad that we don't know a Karl. Plus, I was kind of worried that my husband was getting a bottle of wine from a man that signed the card "Love, Karl!" We decided that it must be from Jeff's sister, Kelly, and it was! Such a great surprise!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RhdclXOJnKM/TdRd4T2uXVI/AAAAAAAABIw/fGHGXn4YwMA/s1600/IMG_3909.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="442" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RhdclXOJnKM/TdRd4T2uXVI/AAAAAAAABIw/fGHGXn4YwMA/s640/IMG_3909.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;While in New York we ate some amazing food! We ate Jeff's birthday dinner at Bobby Flay's&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.baramericain.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;Bar Americain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp;We went to &lt;a href="http://www.balthazarny.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;Balthazar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;for an amazing breakfast - we really missed out on not getting their fries, lesson learned. But these sour cream hazelnut waffles sufficed!! We also had another great breakfast at &lt;a href="http://www.pastisny.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;Pastis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; - a little French bistro in the meatpacking district.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vuTb0E2AMnQ/TdRhLnBkqFI/AAAAAAAABI0/ReIKHfDp5SA/s1600/DSC00636.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vuTb0E2AMnQ/TdRhLnBkqFI/AAAAAAAABI0/ReIKHfDp5SA/s640/DSC00636.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ate hot dogs at Yankee Stadium...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yH5uz90PCRE/TdRhM99PS1I/AAAAAAAABI4/GLj8C6G6OXk/s1600/DSC00659.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yH5uz90PCRE/TdRhM99PS1I/AAAAAAAABI4/GLj8C6G6OXk/s640/DSC00659.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoyed a giant steak at &lt;a href="http://www.gallaghersnysteakhouse.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;Gallagher's Steakhouse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JhhhhZGkQIo/TdRhOJ_TsfI/AAAAAAAABI8/23cLenbfhhU/s1600/DSC00686.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JhhhhZGkQIo/TdRhOJ_TsfI/AAAAAAAABI8/23cLenbfhhU/s640/DSC00686.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And ate &lt;i&gt;the best pizza ever&lt;/i&gt; at some little pizza place we passed on 8th street as we walked to the hotel after a show...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TtaeJApZl4M/TdRhPs4eVeI/AAAAAAAABJA/TL-2lwhzoQQ/s1600/DSC00696.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TtaeJApZl4M/TdRhPs4eVeI/AAAAAAAABJA/TL-2lwhzoQQ/s640/DSC00696.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Of course we did a lot of touristy things - after all this was Jeff's first visit and I was 13 or so when I last went to the tourist hot spots in NY. We went to the Today Show, Statue of Liberty, Ellis Island, Central Park, Wall Street, 9/11 Memorial, Rockefeller Plaza, and Times Square.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8O1o_CmZR10/TdRjeV7A5HI/AAAAAAAABJE/cOin_BIsRf0/s1600/DSC00633.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8O1o_CmZR10/TdRjeV7A5HI/AAAAAAAABJE/cOin_BIsRf0/s640/DSC00633.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-74A7AVBppJQ/TdRjfZIRP-I/AAAAAAAABJI/nVtvEcj2H-A/s1600/IMG_3920.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-74A7AVBppJQ/TdRjfZIRP-I/AAAAAAAABJI/nVtvEcj2H-A/s640/IMG_3920.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-P7CMHUNF1Vs/TdRjgUIkGmI/AAAAAAAABJM/uKkBO-JMAuE/s1600/IMG_3944.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-P7CMHUNF1Vs/TdRjgUIkGmI/AAAAAAAABJM/uKkBO-JMAuE/s640/IMG_3944.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-J8mclZxkaMA/TdRjhEP3fNI/AAAAAAAABJQ/0tHji74Jt-Y/s1600/IMG_4043.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-J8mclZxkaMA/TdRjhEP3fNI/AAAAAAAABJQ/0tHji74Jt-Y/s640/IMG_4043.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;While at Ellis Island we found my great-grandfather's name on the wall (I have seen it once before, and have this same picture framed in my home that has my brother pointing on the other side of the name).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-K52cwIWFUYU/TdRlbD1vDkI/AAAAAAAABJc/Z3yhrwXwiCA/s1600/IMG_3984.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-K52cwIWFUYU/TdRlbD1vDkI/AAAAAAAABJc/Z3yhrwXwiCA/s640/IMG_3984.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We made it to the Yankees vs. Red Sox game on Friday night...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8CrjHyLtYuk/TdRj1LPmfDI/AAAAAAAABJU/9LtAW9JfQgk/s1600/DSC00670.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8CrjHyLtYuk/TdRj1LPmfDI/AAAAAAAABJU/9LtAW9JfQgk/s640/DSC00670.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We saw The Lion King on Saturday night!! It was so amazing. Unfortunately I was sitting next to a lady that felt the need to sing along with every song, which is practically the entire show. We also had someone directly behind us that thought it was a good idea to bring her 3 year old along. With all of that considered, I still thought it was fantastic - I just left a little annoyed.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nYhWTOgAGN4/TdRk6VTgwRI/AAAAAAAABJY/suiqbxDLIAw/s1600/DSC00692.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nYhWTOgAGN4/TdRk6VTgwRI/AAAAAAAABJY/suiqbxDLIAw/s640/DSC00692.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we conquered the subway! Navigating the city was something that we really enjoyed but was also our most difficult part of the trip. You see, from what I have learned in the past 6 or so years that I have dated Jeff is that the Corkrans tend to have a little trouble with maps and directions. Jeff and I always get in "little" arguments when we have to take directions to a place - he always thinks he is right but let's be honest, it's just not his strong point!! (Okay, sometimes he is right). Anyways, we rode the subway everywhere in New York and it took both of us quite an effort to be polite to the other when we were getting from place to place. But we only started going in the wrong direction once! We really loved the subway though and strongly considered moving to New York just so we didn't have to drive anywhere, ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dgN5FgaAOcM/TdRr2l9urUI/AAAAAAAABJg/Ea4VM-9e9gs/s1600/DSC00673.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dgN5FgaAOcM/TdRr2l9urUI/AAAAAAAABJg/Ea4VM-9e9gs/s640/DSC00673.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Well, I think that is about it. Now I am sad it is all over; I spent so long planning all of the places we should see and booking reservations... now I don't know what to do with myself, ha! We both cannot wait to go again!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7090336496334492561-2812612272684923154?l=jcorkran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/feeds/2812612272684923154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/2011/05/new-york-ny.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090336496334492561/posts/default/2812612272684923154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090336496334492561/posts/default/2812612272684923154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/2011/05/new-york-ny.html' title='New York, NY'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13961179863939231847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVgCSkQVj7A/TS-JRWr5nNI/AAAAAAAABA4/2U5Y63LkEyc/S220/0117.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KuuBTHvyZDA/TdRbFpsvWlI/AAAAAAAABIk/ft8p0Uu4iEI/s72-c/DSC00652.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7090336496334492561.post-4794725276760778971</id><published>2011-05-10T22:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-10T22:16:33.413-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Jeff's Birthday Surprise</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Jeffrey's birthday isn't actually until Thursday but we happen to be leaving for our New York trip that day... so I had to give him his present early! I am the world's worst at keeping presents a surprise. It has been killing me the last month or so that I have known what I was going to give him. So, to be honest, I wasn't too sad that I &lt;i&gt;had&lt;/i&gt; to give Jeff his gift early.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Anyways, one day last week I made a stop on my way home and picked up a new charcoal grill! Jeff has been wanting one for a long time and I never really saw the need for it... after all, how many grills does one man really need? But Jeff loves to grill and is an amazing cook so I knew that this gift would not be a waste.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I came home and assembled the grill, slapped a bow on it, and waited for Jeff to get home from work. I just kept quiet until Jeff caught a peak of it sitting outside of the window. He was happy I think!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-a9j_H_FyrWw/Tcn6JSraarI/AAAAAAAABIc/NYDaz4b7S_I/s1600/DSC00585.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-a9j_H_FyrWw/Tcn6JSraarI/AAAAAAAABIc/NYDaz4b7S_I/s640/DSC00585.jpg" width="408" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We have already enjoyed a couple amazing charcoal grilled meals!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7090336496334492561-4794725276760778971?l=jcorkran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/feeds/4794725276760778971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/2011/05/jeffs-birthday-surprise.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090336496334492561/posts/default/4794725276760778971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090336496334492561/posts/default/4794725276760778971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/2011/05/jeffs-birthday-surprise.html' title='Jeff&apos;s Birthday Surprise'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13961179863939231847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVgCSkQVj7A/TS-JRWr5nNI/AAAAAAAABA4/2U5Y63LkEyc/S220/0117.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-a9j_H_FyrWw/Tcn6JSraarI/AAAAAAAABIc/NYDaz4b7S_I/s72-c/DSC00585.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7090336496334492561.post-7774809283282202377</id><published>2011-05-08T11:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-08T11:37:49.118-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Mother's Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Happy Mother's Day to my sweet Momma! I am so thankful for you!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rqsc9sG-OPU/TcbFW_dWqGI/AAAAAAAABIY/2DYFhTL3RP4/s1600/0070.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rqsc9sG-OPU/TcbFW_dWqGI/AAAAAAAABIY/2DYFhTL3RP4/s640/0070.jpg" width="394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I am so blessed to have so many to be thankful for today, not only my amazing mother, but my step-mom and mother-in-law that I love and appreciate so much. Jeff and I definitely got lucky in the mom category! Thank you all for all that you do for us.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And happy mother's day to my sister-in-law, &lt;a href="http://www.kateandlily.blogspot.com/"&gt;Kelly&lt;/a&gt;! Want an amazing job you do raising Kate and Lily. I hope that today is wonderful and relaxing for you.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7090336496334492561-7774809283282202377?l=jcorkran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/feeds/7774809283282202377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/2011/05/happy-mothers-day.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090336496334492561/posts/default/7774809283282202377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090336496334492561/posts/default/7774809283282202377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/2011/05/happy-mothers-day.html' title='Happy Mother&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13961179863939231847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVgCSkQVj7A/TS-JRWr5nNI/AAAAAAAABA4/2U5Y63LkEyc/S220/0117.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rqsc9sG-OPU/TcbFW_dWqGI/AAAAAAAABIY/2DYFhTL3RP4/s72-c/0070.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7090336496334492561.post-5277113393688971362</id><published>2011-05-06T18:02:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-06T18:04:47.246-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Being a Good Wife</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;a href="http://devotions.proverbs31.org/2011/05/a-three-things-wife.html" rel="bookmark" title="A Three Things Wife"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;A Three Things Wife&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="entry-content" style="color: #62260a; font-family: Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 24px;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;a href="http://lysaterkeurst.com/lysas_story/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Lysa TerKeurst&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-color: rgb(54, 14, 42); border-bottom-style: solid; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-color: rgb(54, 14, 42); border-left-style: solid; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-color: rgb(54, 14, 42); border-right-style: solid; border-right-width: 0px; border-top-color: rgb(54, 14, 42); border-top-style: solid; border-top-width: 0px; font-style: normal; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 15px; margin-right: 15px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 15px; padding-right: 20px; padding-top: 10px;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;“Marriage should be honored by all…” Hebrews 13:4a (NIV)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Have you ever felt overwhelmed with expectations you perceive other people have of you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;When I first got married I was determined to figure out how to do this “wife” thing well. I wanted to truly honor my marriage like Hebrews 13:4 encourages. So, I made note of what I perceived other ‘good wives’ did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 15px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;• She cooks meatloaf.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;• She vacuums every day so there are lines in the carpet indicating its cleanliness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;• She sticks love notes in her husband’s brief case.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;• She buys and wears lingerie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;• She likes wearing lingerie and wears it three times a week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;• She gives her husband his space when he gets home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;• She hangs up the phone when he walks in the door.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;• She learns facts about football and watches games with him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;• She prays for her husband every day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;And the list grew and grew.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Eventually, the list in my head of what a good wife does so completely overwhelmed me I cried. I felt inadequate. I started to shut down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I assumed the list in my head was in my husband’s head too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I grew bitter. And in a moment of complete exhaustion, I yelled, “Your expectations are ridiculous!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;To which he replied, “What expectations?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;“The list… the list of hundreds of things I need to do to be a good wife,” I sobbed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;His blank stare dumbfounded me. He had no such list.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I had so broadened my scope of things to do, I had diminished my vision of simply loving him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Can you relate? I knew I needed to do less so I could be more. But, how do we figure out which things to keep and which to let go of? We ask.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;“Honey,” I said feeling the entanglements of expectations loosening their grip on me, “I can’t do everything good wives seem to do. But I can do three things. So, tell me your top three things and I will do those well.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;After all, I could spend a whole marriage doing a hundred things half-way with a bitter attitude and an overwhelmed spirit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Or, I could do three things whole-heartedly with a smile on my face and love in my heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;His three things were simple… Be an emotionally and spiritually invested mom with our kids, take good care of my body and soul, and keep the house tidy. (Notice it says tidy — not perfectly clean.) That’s it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;He could care less about so many of the things I’d been running myself ragged doing. And he was more than happy to take care of some of those things I can’t stand doing like balancing the check book and getting the cars inspected. Whew… what a relief.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Of course, I do more than three things most days. But, if I don’t have time to cook or vacuum, I don’t feel like I’m letting him down. It’s not one of his top three.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Now, he didn’t say anything about lingerie. But, he could argue that’s a subplot of me taking good care of my body. However, that’s a topic for another day entirely.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;For today, I’ve narrowed my scope to doing three main things really well which has broadened my vision for a great marriage.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I am a three things wife who really desires to honor her marriage. It’s simple. And simple is good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-family: Times; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;This was my&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://devotions.proverbs31.org/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Proverbs 31 daily devotional&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;the other day. &amp;nbsp;A lot of times these devotionals don't always hit right on the head for what's going on in my life... a lot of times that are directed more towards mom's and women that have a lot more on their plates than I do. But this one really caught my attention. It was the kind of "perfect timing, I really needed that" devotional that reminded me how wonderfully God works.&amp;nbsp;Just the other day I sent Jeff a little email that included something to the effect of "trying to be the wife you want me to be... or actually the kind of wife I want to be for you."&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;I typically get caught up in my own expectations for myself. It's hard trying to always be what I think I should be... not that I shouldn't work hard at things, but sometimes I just need to learn to go with the flow a little better. I try so hard to be a "good" wife and then, ironically, I end up wearing myself out and make the situation worse, ha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;I just really loved the reminder to take a little weight off of my own shoulders.. to stop putting such high expectations into my own life. God is good... and has great timing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7090336496334492561-5277113393688971362?l=jcorkran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/feeds/5277113393688971362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/2011/05/being-good-wife.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090336496334492561/posts/default/5277113393688971362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090336496334492561/posts/default/5277113393688971362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/2011/05/being-good-wife.html' title='Being a Good Wife'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13961179863939231847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVgCSkQVj7A/TS-JRWr5nNI/AAAAAAAABA4/2U5Y63LkEyc/S220/0117.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7090336496334492561.post-47831690730126195</id><published>2011-05-05T18:14:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-05T18:17:14.100-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I love Cinco De Mayo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;To me this holiday means lots of Mexican food and a margarita... or two. Please tell me, who doesn't love that??&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Today at work we had a fiesta with tons of food, decorations, and some Mexican music - la cucaracha, la cucaracha!&amp;nbsp;I could eat Mexican food at practically every meal. I seriously love that stuff. So today has been one amazing day of eating for me, ha!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;For the pot-luck lunch today I made &lt;a href="http://thepioneerwoman.com/cooking/2009/09/tres-leches-cake/"&gt;The Pioneer Woman's Tres Leches Cake&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YXEf2AK2KGc/TcMvGQJ-EHI/AAAAAAAABIU/y_7bkl4CvMw/s1600/DSC00589.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YXEf2AK2KGc/TcMvGQJ-EHI/AAAAAAAABIU/y_7bkl4CvMw/s640/DSC00589.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I loved baking this cake... it is completely homemade (I even made the whipped cream that goes into the icing). If you want to feel like a true baker then try out this recipe, it includes some old fashioned folding and whipping egg whites into peaks - wearing a cute little apron was definitely warranted or at least it was in my case.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Tonight we are heading to dinner with our old roomie, Catherine, and her boyfriend Alan at - where else but - a Mexican restaurant. &amp;nbsp;Don't worry, I am definitely ready for round number 2 of tacos, beans, and rice.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hope everyone is enjoying this holiday as much as I am!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7090336496334492561-47831690730126195?l=jcorkran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/feeds/47831690730126195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/2011/05/i-love-cinco-de-mayo.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090336496334492561/posts/default/47831690730126195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090336496334492561/posts/default/47831690730126195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/2011/05/i-love-cinco-de-mayo.html' title='I love Cinco De Mayo'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13961179863939231847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVgCSkQVj7A/TS-JRWr5nNI/AAAAAAAABA4/2U5Y63LkEyc/S220/0117.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YXEf2AK2KGc/TcMvGQJ-EHI/AAAAAAAABIU/y_7bkl4CvMw/s72-c/DSC00589.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7090336496334492561.post-3138237219921580970</id><published>2011-05-02T20:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-02T20:18:52.483-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Once Again, It's Finals Week...</title><content type='html'>And I am missing this cute husband of mine...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-V-cXt1iEbbc/Tb4XFCgOaPI/AAAAAAAABIQ/RENMb9TIn7M/s1600/DSC00409.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-V-cXt1iEbbc/Tb4XFCgOaPI/AAAAAAAABIQ/RENMb9TIn7M/s640/DSC00409.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His last final is Wednesday and then he gets a much deserved 1 month off. I can't wait to spend some good ol' quality time with Jeffrey very soon. And on the bright side, he only has one more semester left. Graduation is so close!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7090336496334492561-3138237219921580970?l=jcorkran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/feeds/3138237219921580970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/2011/05/once-again-its-finals-week.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090336496334492561/posts/default/3138237219921580970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090336496334492561/posts/default/3138237219921580970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/2011/05/once-again-its-finals-week.html' title='Once Again, It&apos;s Finals Week...'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13961179863939231847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVgCSkQVj7A/TS-JRWr5nNI/AAAAAAAABA4/2U5Y63LkEyc/S220/0117.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-V-cXt1iEbbc/Tb4XFCgOaPI/AAAAAAAABIQ/RENMb9TIn7M/s72-c/DSC00409.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7090336496334492561.post-5185137453302050852</id><published>2011-05-01T21:22:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-01T21:25:38.363-05:00</updated><title type='text'>believe memphis.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Go&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tdl_qmzEiyg/Tb4RwsaKGxI/AAAAAAAABIA/f73LBnTVM0Y/s1600/DSC00554.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="488" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tdl_qmzEiyg/Tb4RwsaKGxI/AAAAAAAABIA/f73LBnTVM0Y/s640/DSC00554.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Grizzlies&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0CjBiYcny3w/Tb4Rzs3UQeI/AAAAAAAABII/x0Fgn5BPCco/s1600/DSC00567.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0CjBiYcny3w/Tb4Rzs3UQeI/AAAAAAAABII/x0Fgn5BPCco/s640/DSC00567.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: auto;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Go&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WdmiIJwS9hw/Tb4Rx1_sSoI/AAAAAAAABIE/GC5qIvdajUo/s1600/DSC00557.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WdmiIJwS9hw/Tb4Rx1_sSoI/AAAAAAAABIE/GC5qIvdajUo/s640/DSC00557.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And the Grizz win!! Now on to round 2 against OKC Thunder&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WdmiIJwS9hw/Tb4Rx1_sSoI/AAAAAAAABIE/GC5qIvdajUo/s1600/DSC00557.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TkGCm0qm-DM/Tb4R1Qk50kI/AAAAAAAABIM/kwTLuUmM0x0/s1600/DSC00577.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TkGCm0qm-DM/Tb4R1Qk50kI/AAAAAAAABIM/kwTLuUmM0x0/s640/DSC00577.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;Jeff has been a Grizzlies fan since he moved to Memphis in 2008. He has been going to regular season games now for a while... and sometimes I go too.&amp;nbsp;Jeff has made it to every single playoff game that has been here in Memphis.&amp;nbsp;The games are always a lot of fun, even when the Forum is pretty empty. But now we are in the playoffs and the crowds have been huge. These games are amazing and I am so excited about the new found love that Memphis has for our NBA team!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7090336496334492561-5185137453302050852?l=jcorkran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/feeds/5185137453302050852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/2011/05/believe-memphis.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090336496334492561/posts/default/5185137453302050852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090336496334492561/posts/default/5185137453302050852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/2011/05/believe-memphis.html' title='believe memphis.'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13961179863939231847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVgCSkQVj7A/TS-JRWr5nNI/AAAAAAAABA4/2U5Y63LkEyc/S220/0117.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tdl_qmzEiyg/Tb4RwsaKGxI/AAAAAAAABIA/f73LBnTVM0Y/s72-c/DSC00554.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7090336496334492561.post-811003521265353290</id><published>2011-04-28T20:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-28T20:25:23.977-05:00</updated><title type='text'>We are drowning over here</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It is devastating and really unbelievable to see the pictures and videos of the tornadoes that made their way through AL and GA... and the rest of the country. Of course thoughts and prayers go out to all of those affected.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;As so many people suffer devastation from this week's storms, we are worrying about a little storm trouble of our own. Around here we are worrying about flooding. The Mississippi River is rising and will continue to do so for several more days. Wolf River is a little river that runs right by our home and into the Mississippi... and is severally overflowing. We will definitely be watching the flood levels to determine if/when we need to start moving all of our belongings to the 2nd story of our home. Jade and Bogey will be staying upstairs from now on starting tomorrow.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Vs06EoSLL9A/TboP54FULqI/AAAAAAAABH8/TlL3sTYhJjg/s1600/218528_607768017702_184102708_32912203_720491_o.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Vs06EoSLL9A/TboP54FULqI/AAAAAAAABH8/TlL3sTYhJjg/s640/218528_607768017702_184102708_32912203_720491_o.jpg" width="382" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;This is a field by the entrance to our neighborhood. The water is literally starting to circle our neighborhood. Good thing we have flood insurance.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Flood insurance was a last minute requirement for us to buy our home... I was so mad the day we found out that we were going to have to pay a surveyer to come out and even more mad when he zoned us in a flood zone. Then we started paying for a flood that I just knew would never happen. Well, today I am resting easy knowing that we are covered.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Tonight I am just shopping for new hardwood floors - just kidding... kind of!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7090336496334492561-811003521265353290?l=jcorkran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/feeds/811003521265353290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/2011/04/we-are-drowning-over-here.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090336496334492561/posts/default/811003521265353290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090336496334492561/posts/default/811003521265353290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/2011/04/we-are-drowning-over-here.html' title='We are drowning over here'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13961179863939231847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVgCSkQVj7A/TS-JRWr5nNI/AAAAAAAABA4/2U5Y63LkEyc/S220/0117.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Vs06EoSLL9A/TboP54FULqI/AAAAAAAABH8/TlL3sTYhJjg/s72-c/218528_607768017702_184102708_32912203_720491_o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7090336496334492561.post-4700020733317882175</id><published>2011-04-26T21:39:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-26T21:52:30.488-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;We had a great Easter around here. It was nice, relaxing, and filled with lots of food &amp;amp; sweets! &amp;nbsp;Perfect!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;We started off with Easter Mass out in Bolivar - teeny church (seriously, like 16 pews). It was only a 45 minute service, and if you know anything about &amp;nbsp;a Catholic Easter Mass you know that it is typically&amp;nbsp;&lt;u&gt;not&lt;/u&gt;&amp;nbsp;a short service. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;After church Mom and I did a little cooking. I love being in the kitchen with her - that's where we spend most of our time when we are together. Anyways, Mom and I planned an amazing Easter lunch that was based on her traditional Easter lunch as a child - if you haven't noticed this about us yet, we are all about tradition around here. Lunch was amazing and definitely called for some naps afterwards - oh, a hard life we live.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;My stepdad's daughter and her family came out that afternoon. They have 4 &lt;s&gt;not so&lt;/s&gt;&amp;nbsp;little ones, so they gave us an excuse to have an Easter egg hunt. But first we had to dye the eggs of course. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gjgirbuhrVY/Tbd7AIX2CDI/AAAAAAAABHk/zKeXGYWDre8/s1600/DSC00520.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="484" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gjgirbuhrVY/Tbd7AIX2CDI/AAAAAAAABHk/zKeXGYWDre8/s640/DSC00520.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are all of our eggs. All of these eggs are from my mom's chickens. Most organic eggs are brown, but my mom happens to have 1 chicken, Victoria, that lays light green eggs... those are the 5 un-dyed eggs on top (prize eggs)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7p3cEgu89pc/Tbd7Bml3CgI/AAAAAAAABHo/k4pNNhTAwPE/s1600/DSC00525.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7p3cEgu89pc/Tbd7Bml3CgI/AAAAAAAABHo/k4pNNhTAwPE/s640/DSC00525.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We put the kids (who are self-proclaimed cheaters) in the storm closet so they couldn't peak, and then&lt;br /&gt;we hid all of the eggs. My mom and stepdad's yard is perfect for an Easter egg hunt - it's huge. I wouldn't doubt it if the most advanced Easter egg hiding went on out there that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dx5hqd8gI9I/TbeDsWF7gYI/AAAAAAAABH4/G4Ji085nybE/s1600/DSC00537.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dx5hqd8gI9I/TbeDsWF7gYI/AAAAAAAABH4/G4Ji085nybE/s640/DSC00537.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fPrVQkEVse0/Tbd7FxAPw3I/AAAAAAAABH0/7dnarAU_Xm0/s1600/DSC00540.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fPrVQkEVse0/Tbd7FxAPw3I/AAAAAAAABH0/7dnarAU_Xm0/s640/DSC00540.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The hunt was on. Each egg was worth $1 and except for the 5 prize eggs which were worth $2 a piece. What happened to the good old days of just finding an egg for the heck of it? But the kids loved it and were very motivated!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-usd_VVCWytM/Tbd7C_AExMI/AAAAAAAABHs/EGEPwiCh6Ok/s1600/DSC00526.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-usd_VVCWytM/Tbd7C_AExMI/AAAAAAAABHs/EGEPwiCh6Ok/s640/DSC00526.jpg" width="484" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3RRwG0XxNx0/Tbd7EYnlwtI/AAAAAAAABHw/0_28qNu6hmE/s1600/DSC00536.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3RRwG0XxNx0/Tbd7EYnlwtI/AAAAAAAABHw/0_28qNu6hmE/s640/DSC00536.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;I think the adults may have enjoyed the hunt just as much as the kids.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Afterwards, we were all exhausted from the early morning and the "busy" day's events. Jeff and I packed up the pups and headed home for an early bedtime. It was such a wonderful weekend.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;And not to mention, I am thrilled that Lent is over and sweets are back in my diet - I may or may not have had cake for dinner the last two night.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; line-height: 21px;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 1.7; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Christ is risen, and the tomb is emptied of the dead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; line-height: 21px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; line-height: 21px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 1.7; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;For Christ, having risen from the dead, is become the first-fruits for those who sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 1.7; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 21px;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 1.7; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;to Him be glory and power forever and ever!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 21px;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 1.7; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Amen. Alleluia! Alleluia! Alleluia!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7090336496334492561-4700020733317882175?l=jcorkran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/feeds/4700020733317882175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/2011/04/easter-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090336496334492561/posts/default/4700020733317882175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090336496334492561/posts/default/4700020733317882175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/2011/04/easter-time.html' title='Easter Time'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13961179863939231847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVgCSkQVj7A/TS-JRWr5nNI/AAAAAAAABA4/2U5Y63LkEyc/S220/0117.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gjgirbuhrVY/Tbd7AIX2CDI/AAAAAAAABHk/zKeXGYWDre8/s72-c/DSC00520.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7090336496334492561.post-2675571029097692333</id><published>2011-04-23T20:11:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-23T20:46:10.709-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Little Bit of Homemaking</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Today has been absolutely wonderful. All of my cleaning was done earlier this week to prepare for my dad and stepmom, who just left town this morning, and that left me with nothing on my (short term) to do list... so I got to do whatever I wanted to do!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My Saturday started in true Saturday tradition with coffee and cinnamon rolls while watching HGTV. That's what I do every Saturday morning that I am home and I love it. I saw Dad, Ms. Chris, and Jeff off for all of their Saturday events and then I headed out for some shopping. Old Navy and T.J. Maxx were on my list. &amp;nbsp;I picked up some shorts and a dress and these two beauties for the house...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I love this glass vase. It's in the dining room right now, but who knows if that's were it will stay. I love it so much I think I would prefer it in a room that I spend more time in.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-y-6YExjQyZ8/TbN0_dZ_wyI/AAAAAAAABHQ/vZT00uItA5Q/s1600/DSC00512.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-y-6YExjQyZ8/TbN0_dZ_wyI/AAAAAAAABHQ/vZT00uItA5Q/s640/DSC00512.jpg" width="456" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And the white pitcher has been on my wish list for several months now and I just haven't had any luck finding it... until today! I love how it looks. And the picture frame is a new gift from my stepmom. It's a New Orleans souvenir. I almost bought it for myself when we were down there but Ms. Chris "slyly" hinted that I should just pass on the purchase - good advice - she had already bought it for me as a hostess gift. It will soon hold a pic of my grandmother cooking in her kitchen.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MnG6n8zyG6w/TbN1ATHioAI/AAAAAAAABHU/gTsciR0TFcs/s1600/DSC00513.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="502" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MnG6n8zyG6w/TbN1ATHioAI/AAAAAAAABHU/gTsciR0TFcs/s640/DSC00513.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I had to make a quick trip to the grocery so I could spend the rest of my day cooking and baking some treats for tomorrows Easter brunch at my mom's. My part of the menu includes green bean casserole, oatmeal raisin cookies, and chocolate chip pound cake. I spent a large part of the day listening to country music and baking, lovely!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qAUOhHLdmS4/TbN3erzJiOI/AAAAAAAABHY/Ru3pxrJPpBU/s1600/DSC00507.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qAUOhHLdmS4/TbN3erzJiOI/AAAAAAAABHY/Ru3pxrJPpBU/s640/DSC00507.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Once my cake was done I realized I didn't have a traveling cake holder-thing. So, I headed out to grab one. It was just a plain, cheap one so I decided to copy a look I saw recently and make it a little cuter. I went to Hobby Lobby (of course) and picked up a few stickers for my cake holder. And wa-la it's now cute and personalized!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4Hjo1ogT38s/TbN4FNccCuI/AAAAAAAABHc/Yw4yA35tenY/s1600/DSC00498.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="488" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4Hjo1ogT38s/TbN4FNccCuI/AAAAAAAABHc/Yw4yA35tenY/s640/DSC00498.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SANVXKmKgXI/TbN4GdMjeCI/AAAAAAAABHg/c702FjfzRNI/s1600/DSC00500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="display: inline !important; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SANVXKmKgXI/TbN4GdMjeCI/AAAAAAAABHg/c702FjfzRNI/s640/DSC00500.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The only thing that would have made this day better was if Jeff was home to hang out with me, but I know he has had an equally amazing day playing golf and going to the Grizzlies playoff game... and the day apart makes our time together tomorrow that much better!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7090336496334492561-2675571029097692333?l=jcorkran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/feeds/2675571029097692333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/2011/04/little-bit-of-homemaking.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090336496334492561/posts/default/2675571029097692333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090336496334492561/posts/default/2675571029097692333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/2011/04/little-bit-of-homemaking.html' title='A Little Bit of Homemaking'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13961179863939231847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVgCSkQVj7A/TS-JRWr5nNI/AAAAAAAABA4/2U5Y63LkEyc/S220/0117.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-y-6YExjQyZ8/TbN0_dZ_wyI/AAAAAAAABHQ/vZT00uItA5Q/s72-c/DSC00512.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7090336496334492561.post-169461792748115362</id><published>2011-04-18T20:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-18T20:56:44.374-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Jade's Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;April 18th just happens to be my little one's birthday!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UTJslgJJlR4/TazrR_NC4mI/AAAAAAAABHM/8NgVFhdyRo0/s1600/n20602565_30131382_8308.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UTJslgJJlR4/TazrR_NC4mI/AAAAAAAABHM/8NgVFhdyRo0/s640/n20602565_30131382_8308.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Today my precious baby turns six year old!! I cannot believe that we have had 6 wonderful years with our girl! Bitter sweet!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4OrkcQzzFHc/TazqfFNY2RI/AAAAAAAABHA/svTXAI2t7x0/s1600/IMG_0357.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4OrkcQzzFHc/TazqfFNY2RI/AAAAAAAABHA/svTXAI2t7x0/s640/IMG_0357.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7090336496334492561-169461792748115362?l=jcorkran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/feeds/169461792748115362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/2011/04/its-jades-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090336496334492561/posts/default/169461792748115362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090336496334492561/posts/default/169461792748115362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/2011/04/its-jades-day.html' title='It&apos;s Jade&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13961179863939231847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVgCSkQVj7A/TS-JRWr5nNI/AAAAAAAABA4/2U5Y63LkEyc/S220/0117.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UTJslgJJlR4/TazrR_NC4mI/AAAAAAAABHM/8NgVFhdyRo0/s72-c/n20602565_30131382_8308.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7090336496334492561.post-6454746460180510233</id><published>2011-04-13T21:19:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-13T21:29:00.511-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Life of a Working Girl...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;... is so boring!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;All I do is wake up, go to work, go to the gym, come home, eat dinner, and watch television all night until bed. How boring is that? And add the fact that I usually do all of this alone since Jeff is at the library working on school stuff most nights - or like this week, he hasn't been home a single night yet - even more boring when you do all of this alone. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I would like to be productive, but I honestly don't feel like doing more work around the house when I get home from my long day. Call me lazy, but don't underestimate some good ol' down time and an early bedtime! I'm sure I will eventually adjust one day, right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Unfortunately my lack of activity leaves me very little to blog about. So here's a little bit about what I wish that I had time to do...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Most importantly I want to fix this ugly little hole above my fireplace.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CUtl6dRn9dc/TaZWES_tXlI/AAAAAAAABG8/r4YsZiw8BUQ/s1600/IMG_0694.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CUtl6dRn9dc/TaZWES_tXlI/AAAAAAAABG8/r4YsZiw8BUQ/s640/IMG_0694.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;And I want to fix it up with something that looks a little like this...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CnTClBHtOlU/TaZWEK_pZrI/AAAAAAAABG4/lMx5Xdh5VnY/s1600/IMG_0679.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CnTClBHtOlU/TaZWEK_pZrI/AAAAAAAABG4/lMx5Xdh5VnY/s640/IMG_0679.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Isn't that perfect?!? I have been wanting to do this for a long time now. Fingers crossed that this will happen sometime this summer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I also have some painting/decorating/rearranging that needs to be done in the next few weeks because we have big news around our home that's causing some changes....&amp;nbsp;Catherine is moving out. She has rented a house close by and will be moving out of our guest bedroom in about 2 weeks. My mind has been going crazy with what I want to do with all the spaces upstairs. I have been hunting my fav magazines and blogs for some ideas. But all of this has to be on a tight budget, after all, we do have a trip to New York coming up!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And of course all of this beautiful weather has me excited to work in our yard, plant some flowers, and get our back patio looking cute. Hopefully that will be what Jeff and I do this weekend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;But sadly the reality is that I don't know when all of these things will get done. Like I said, I have just had no energy to be very productive around this place. Maybe next week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and by "working girl" I don't mean hooker working the streets.&amp;nbsp;&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/7090336496334492561-6454746460180510233?l=jcorkran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/feeds/6454746460180510233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/2011/04/life-of-working-girl.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090336496334492561/posts/default/6454746460180510233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090336496334492561/posts/default/6454746460180510233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/2011/04/life-of-working-girl.html' title='Life of a Working Girl...'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13961179863939231847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVgCSkQVj7A/TS-JRWr5nNI/AAAAAAAABA4/2U5Y63LkEyc/S220/0117.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CUtl6dRn9dc/TaZWES_tXlI/AAAAAAAABG8/r4YsZiw8BUQ/s72-c/IMG_0694.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7090336496334492561.post-3062157842133762489</id><published>2011-04-10T19:12:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-10T19:15:46.721-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What a Weekend!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;This weekend was &lt;i&gt;beyond &lt;/i&gt;busy, to say the least. Jeff and I are exhausted and being lazy is the plan for the rest of the night.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;It all really started on Thursday (even though we &lt;i&gt;did&lt;/i&gt; work Friday), our friends' Kat and Jeff had a group of us over for a cook out. And this was not your typical cook out, Kat is practically a gourmet chef and the menu included rosemary chicken and grilled shrimp - so good! Sometimes it is just fun to stay out late and do something on a week night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Friday night was Alan's birthday. A large group of us met downtown for dinner at the Rendezvous and headed to Beale Street for his party! We spent the evening listening to the band at Silky's out on the patio.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Catherine and the birthday boy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-j0LxxPzWih0/TaJB3dDxlPI/AAAAAAAABGc/E9L29KhbTzo/s1600/DSC00432.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-j0LxxPzWih0/TaJB3dDxlPI/AAAAAAAABGc/E9L29KhbTzo/s640/DSC00432.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The beautiful weather continued into Saturday so Jeff of course spent the morning on the golf course. Catherine and I had lunch, pedicures, and did a little furniture shopping. It was wonderful. Saturday also happened to be my friend Laurie's wedding day. Such a beautiful wedding (I hate I didn't get many pictures). Laurie was stunning!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jeff, me, Amelia, Morgan, Alan, and Cat at Laurie's reception.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AZH7UOuvn_I/TaJB4czfC1I/AAAAAAAABGg/c9ND3A5e6eE/s1600/DSC00433.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="504" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AZH7UOuvn_I/TaJB4czfC1I/AAAAAAAABGg/c9ND3A5e6eE/s640/DSC00433.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the wedding a large group of us went downtown to dance for the rest of the evening, which turned into a very late night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jeff and I about to head downtown.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-R5s5QVEasR0/TaJB5bO8uJI/AAAAAAAABGk/EdYS25eACfU/s1600/DSC00463.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-R5s5QVEasR0/TaJB5bO8uJI/AAAAAAAABGk/EdYS25eACfU/s640/DSC00463.jpg" width="446" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Today my cousin Eric had his company's suite for the Redbird's game. It was so nice to watch the game in the comfort of air conditioning, catering, and a television so the guys could watch the Masters. Ah luxury, ha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LAp5e92_Q5A/TaJB7FF8YHI/AAAAAAAABGo/g1E6ipTV9Kw/s1600/DSC00483.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LAp5e92_Q5A/TaJB7FF8YHI/AAAAAAAABGo/g1E6ipTV9Kw/s640/DSC00483.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But seriously, I absolutely loved the day and I appreciate Eric inviting us to join him at the game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RK7xch568ZM/TaJB8ckT7AI/AAAAAAAABGs/k2DWJJ9SLYI/s1600/DSC00484.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RK7xch568ZM/TaJB8ckT7AI/AAAAAAAABGs/k2DWJJ9SLYI/s640/DSC00484.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Like I said, life has been a little crazy around here the last few days but sometimes I just really love having so much to do. And &amp;nbsp;I really loved spending so much time with friends this weekend.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Lately I have been missing our Arkansas group so much. I hate how infrequently we get to see them all, but I have been especially sad about not having that group here in Memphis for our everyday. So it was such a blessing to have a jam-packed weekend with our wonderful friends here in town to ease my pity party!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7090336496334492561-3062157842133762489?l=jcorkran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/feeds/3062157842133762489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/2011/04/this-weekend-was-beyond-busy-to-say.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090336496334492561/posts/default/3062157842133762489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090336496334492561/posts/default/3062157842133762489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/2011/04/this-weekend-was-beyond-busy-to-say.html' title='What a Weekend!!'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13961179863939231847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVgCSkQVj7A/TS-JRWr5nNI/AAAAAAAABA4/2U5Y63LkEyc/S220/0117.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-j0LxxPzWih0/TaJB3dDxlPI/AAAAAAAABGc/E9L29KhbTzo/s72-c/DSC00432.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7090336496334492561.post-1430379501557154653</id><published>2011-04-04T21:10:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-04T21:50:57.197-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Charlie's Shoe Shop</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Sometime last year my mom called me and mentioned that she was going to "re-open" my grandparent's shoe shop. &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/pages/Charlies-Shoe-Shop/111978152214380?sk=wall"&gt;Charlie's Shoe Shop&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;is a very large part of my family's history going back generations, I have posted a little bit about this before &lt;a href="http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/2010/07/what-went-on-in-charlies-shoe-shop.html"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #76a5af;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. I'm not going to lie, when my mom first mentioned opening the shop I thought she was crazy - sorry Mom! Not only does she not know how to work the machines (she used to work the cash register) but who in the world was going to use a shoe repair out-in-the-middle-of-nowhere Hickory Valley, TN.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Well, she definitely proved me wrong. And I must admit that I love having a shoe repair back in the family. All of my boots, coats, and purses can be fixed instead of replaced!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;My Unlce Kit, who worked in shoe repair for years, has been coming into town once a month and teaching my mom all of his tricks. And she is doing really good!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-S_ct4dCNvBI/TZpyCnfPpBI/AAAAAAAABGA/jlNxf6cReq8/s1600/DSC00416.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-S_ct4dCNvBI/TZpyCnfPpBI/AAAAAAAABGA/jlNxf6cReq8/s640/DSC00416.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Uncle Mike came out this past weekend and did a little shoe shining!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YNFQlGDO3-Q/TZpyFGUZjfI/AAAAAAAABGI/0dHdMzMDjKk/s1600/DSC00419.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YNFQlGDO3-Q/TZpyFGUZjfI/AAAAAAAABGI/0dHdMzMDjKk/s640/DSC00419.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My mom has all of the old equipment set up in a building on her and my stepdad's property. She even has the old register!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WJj7n5pV-RM/TZpyDkRnGhI/AAAAAAAABGE/R5VZgBUSN4Y/s1600/DSC00418.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WJj7n5pV-RM/TZpyDkRnGhI/AAAAAAAABGE/R5VZgBUSN4Y/s640/DSC00418.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Here's a little picture I drew for my grandparents when I was a little one that my mom has hanging on the new shoe shop wall...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-x561u6Mxj2o/TZpyGjBmgJI/AAAAAAAABGM/m-WtQenQVY8/s1600/DSC00421.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-x561u6Mxj2o/TZpyGjBmgJI/AAAAAAAABGM/m-WtQenQVY8/s640/DSC00421.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I signed it #18... which I assume I meant the number grandchild that I am... but unfortunately, I am the 19th... just a little off.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pzqVhBmee88/TZpyHmNqpcI/AAAAAAAABGQ/whfqkANWZDg/s1600/DSC00422.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pzqVhBmee88/TZpyHmNqpcI/AAAAAAAABGQ/whfqkANWZDg/s640/DSC00422.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And what is Charlie's Shoe Shop without some cute pups running around? My grandpa always had his old dog, Charlie (original name, huh?), on the counter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Jq4Iz2Wkd2w/TZpyI5ZddDI/AAAAAAAABGU/rZVoOyfAR5M/s1600/DSC00425.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Jq4Iz2Wkd2w/TZpyI5ZddDI/AAAAAAAABGU/rZVoOyfAR5M/s640/DSC00425.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Anyways, my mom has this shop up and running. If anyone in the Memphis area needs shoes, coats, purses, etc. repaired check out &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/pages/Charlies-Shoe-Shop/111978152214380?sk=wall"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #76a5af;"&gt;Charlie's Shoe Shop on facebook&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. There are a few drop off locations in town... check it out for details!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #45818e;"&gt;Here's a little idea of what they do:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #45818e;"&gt;My husband's 2 year old boots that once had holes all the way through the soles... now are practically brand new...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vpaxX1X6YFA/TZqCa51KPeI/AAAAAAAABGY/4NUnKGq1nUA/s1600/photo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vpaxX1X6YFA/TZqCa51KPeI/AAAAAAAABGY/4NUnKGq1nUA/s640/photo.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #45818e;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/7090336496334492561-1430379501557154653?l=jcorkran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/feeds/1430379501557154653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/2011/04/charlies-shoe-shop.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090336496334492561/posts/default/1430379501557154653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090336496334492561/posts/default/1430379501557154653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/2011/04/charlies-shoe-shop.html' title='Charlie&apos;s Shoe Shop'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13961179863939231847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVgCSkQVj7A/TS-JRWr5nNI/AAAAAAAABA4/2U5Y63LkEyc/S220/0117.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-S_ct4dCNvBI/TZpyCnfPpBI/AAAAAAAABGA/jlNxf6cReq8/s72-c/DSC00416.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7090336496334492561.post-5446648147860693974</id><published>2011-03-29T21:49:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-29T21:51:25.553-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Humdrum</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;That is basically what I think about my week days, nothing special. I don't really have anything going on. Jeff is super busy this week with work and school... he got home after I was asleep last night and left before I woke up today and is still not home.... so I am here just hanging out with Jade and Bogey. But, at least I have cute company!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kMWMQt04t9Y/TZKTs6dm5_I/AAAAAAAABF0/RBSrVWSyaak/s1600/IMG_0809.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kMWMQt04t9Y/TZKTs6dm5_I/AAAAAAAABF0/RBSrVWSyaak/s640/IMG_0809.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I went to the gym this afternoon; the usual instructor for the class was out and the sub-instructor kicked my butt. I am already hurting, ouch!! But I probably needed that considering how much I ate in New Orleans - not to mention the fact that my office has had lunch catered in the last few days.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I am just excited about the fact that tomorrow is Wednesday, which means we are getting closer to Friday. It is opening weekend for turkey season this weekend, joy. My husband has been playing with his turkey calls for at least a month now and the other day I came home to a large package from Cabela's sitting by our front door. Needless to say, Jeff is thrilled for this weekend. It means we will be out at my mom's house all the time - which is fine with me! It also means that Jeff will be dressed in his camo all the time... I've always been a sucker for camo, and he just looks so cute!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aVfS-1sZFQM/TZKZjlxi7II/AAAAAAAABF4/BtIaLDSpXCk/s1600/CIMG3264.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aVfS-1sZFQM/TZKZjlxi7II/AAAAAAAABF4/BtIaLDSpXCk/s640/CIMG3264.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Anyways, that's just a little update about what's going on around here. Hope your week is going great... and is a little more exciting than mine, ha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7090336496334492561-5446648147860693974?l=jcorkran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/feeds/5446648147860693974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/2011/03/humdrum.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090336496334492561/posts/default/5446648147860693974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090336496334492561/posts/default/5446648147860693974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/2011/03/humdrum.html' title='Humdrum'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13961179863939231847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVgCSkQVj7A/TS-JRWr5nNI/AAAAAAAABA4/2U5Y63LkEyc/S220/0117.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kMWMQt04t9Y/TZKTs6dm5_I/AAAAAAAABF0/RBSrVWSyaak/s72-c/IMG_0809.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7090336496334492561.post-904664714855497458</id><published>2011-03-27T21:13:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-27T21:17:29.546-05:00</updated><title type='text'>New Orleans</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Jeff and I just got back from &amp;nbsp;a quick weekend trip to New Orleans! We had a blast of course... and the majority of the trip was centered around eating&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;a ton of food&lt;/i&gt;. In light of that fact, I am going to do a restaurant re-cap before sharing the details that filled in the time between feedings.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;____________________________________&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/goog_1869907431"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt;Mother'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mothersrestaurant.net/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, amazing brunch spot. Don't let the line outside the door be a deterrent - it moves quick. We ordered the debris sandwich and ate every bit of it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.chefpaul.com/site297.php"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt;K-Paul's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, by far the best meal of the weekend. Perfect atmosphere and &lt;i&gt;truly amazing food&lt;/i&gt;. Whatever you do, make sure that the meal you order is blackened. Jeff says that his filet was the best steak he has ever had.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bayona.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt;Bayona&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, it was good! Nothing compared to K-Paul's. We were told to try the garlic soup which was interesting.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.camelliagrill.net/home.htm"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt;The Camellia Grill&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, the cutest diner ever. We had breakfast here this morning and loved it. The omelettes are beyond huge. We had the greatest waiter, Will!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zPY5exVsTGE/TY_n1KM6RCI/AAAAAAAABFk/6yOARvGSR54/s1600/DSC00406.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zPY5exVsTGE/TY_n1KM6RCI/AAAAAAAABFk/6yOARvGSR54/s640/DSC00406.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;And of course we made it to, &lt;a href="http://www.cafedumonde.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt;Cafe Du Monde&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, for beignets and cafe au leit!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;____________________________________&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;The food definitely was a highlight of the weekend, but it is not all we did. We were in town for my dad's friends 60th birthday. On Friday night we did a little birthday celebration and walked Bourbon Street after dinner.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My dad with his friends... &amp;nbsp;Hal (the birthday boy) and Rich.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rukQwWh55Qg/TY_ns29ksoI/AAAAAAAABFM/NjS-FosLmGs/s1600/DSC00374.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rukQwWh55Qg/TY_ns29ksoI/AAAAAAAABFM/NjS-FosLmGs/s640/DSC00374.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We started off Saturday with brunch at Mother's. The line was long but worth the wait!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gaH9v5ZwEQE/TY_nuSAz5oI/AAAAAAAABFQ/GY2ISQRYUBw/s1600/DSC00375.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gaH9v5ZwEQE/TY_nuSAz5oI/AAAAAAAABFQ/GY2ISQRYUBw/s640/DSC00375.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It didn't hurt that we had some Bloody Mary's to sip on in line!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cO70tb4SB-Q/TY_nvhwV26I/AAAAAAAABFU/R50qTgBTeQ4/s1600/DSC00376.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cO70tb4SB-Q/TY_nvhwV26I/AAAAAAAABFU/R50qTgBTeQ4/s640/DSC00376.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;After brunch we took a trolley ride down St. Charles Avenue through the Garden District, by far my most favorite event of the trip. I loved all of the historic homes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7NSeGdeIEAU/TY_nxF_ua3I/AAAAAAAABFY/FcDYwxrkktM/s1600/DSC00379.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7NSeGdeIEAU/TY_nxF_ua3I/AAAAAAAABFY/FcDYwxrkktM/s640/DSC00379.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And at the end of the trolley line we walked through an art festival before heading back to Canal Street.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4nQAYMRbd-U/TY_s-aOygEI/AAAAAAAABFw/inby-dkxa48/s1600/DSC00383.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4nQAYMRbd-U/TY_s-aOygEI/AAAAAAAABFw/inby-dkxa48/s640/DSC00383.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We also fit in a little shopping down Royal Street and the French Market, but this girl didn't buy a thing the entire weekend (saving up for New York!). &amp;nbsp;We also had a little history lesson by a famous bartender, Chris McMillian. He is a 4th generation bartender and listening to him was like walking through a museum. Definitely an interesting happy hour!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OG8KNanpxfk/TY_nz6kZawI/AAAAAAAABFg/QkddnMiVg5Y/s1600/DSC00397.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OG8KNanpxfk/TY_nz6kZawI/AAAAAAAABFg/QkddnMiVg5Y/s640/DSC00397.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;This morning we had breakfast, walked through Jackson Square, and then made our way down the river walk. We couldn't have asked for better weather for so much site seeing!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nZz8Osr216s/TY_n2VxABjI/AAAAAAAABFo/gTeCp7FKUgw/s1600/DSC00407.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nZz8Osr216s/TY_n2VxABjI/AAAAAAAABFo/gTeCp7FKUgw/s640/DSC00407.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-I2zxxvv7hLI/TY_n3iu214I/AAAAAAAABFs/en3OEW-E2gk/s1600/DSC00409.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-I2zxxvv7hLI/TY_n3iu214I/AAAAAAAABFs/en3OEW-E2gk/s640/DSC00409.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It was such a great trip and I am so glad we got to go. Believe it or not, this was my first trip to New Orleans and I was definitely not disappointed by the city. Loved it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7090336496334492561-904664714855497458?l=jcorkran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/feeds/904664714855497458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/2011/03/new-orleans.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090336496334492561/posts/default/904664714855497458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090336496334492561/posts/default/904664714855497458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/2011/03/new-orleans.html' title='New Orleans'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13961179863939231847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVgCSkQVj7A/TS-JRWr5nNI/AAAAAAAABA4/2U5Y63LkEyc/S220/0117.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zPY5exVsTGE/TY_n1KM6RCI/AAAAAAAABFk/6yOARvGSR54/s72-c/DSC00406.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7090336496334492561.post-7514461298451191146</id><published>2011-03-21T22:13:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-21T22:20:29.414-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Planning a Big Trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Jeff and I are in the process of planning a big trip. It's definitely not the biggest trip we have ever gone on, but it is the first trip we have planned completely on our own and only the 2nd trip that we will be taking just the two of us... the other was our honeymoon. Needless to say, I am beyond excited.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Soon we will be in New York City!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I have been to NYC a couple of times and loved it, but Jeff has never been. I can't wait to enjoy this amazing city with my love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's kind of a last minute trip, but that makes it even more exciting. We were just watching TV&amp;nbsp;the other night when a New York City commercial came on and this is how the conversation went:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Jeff: "So when are you going to take me to New York?"&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Me: "Uh, as soon as you want to go!!"&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And the &amp;nbsp;rest is history.&amp;nbsp;We started planning and now I am just dying for our trip to get here.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Our schedule will be jam packed... so far we are planning an early morning trip to the Today Show (I am a huge Matt and Meredith fan), of course the Statue of Liberty, Ellis Island, Ground Zero, etc., Friday night we will be going to a NY Yankees game, and look what I got in the mail today... &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-h9EMHQ6ihW0/TYgVQGIBtdI/AAAAAAAABFI/CFKvZKeT030/s1600/photo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="600" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-h9EMHQ6ihW0/TYgVQGIBtdI/AAAAAAAABFI/CFKvZKeT030/s640/photo.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The highlight of the trip - for me at least - our Lion King tickets!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I cannot wait to see The Lion King.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;I was a little too obsessed with this movie as a child and it was the first thing I asked Jeff to squeeze into our trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We still have quite a few details to plan, but I have been too excited to not mention it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7090336496334492561-7514461298451191146?l=jcorkran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/feeds/7514461298451191146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/2011/03/planning-big-trip.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090336496334492561/posts/default/7514461298451191146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090336496334492561/posts/default/7514461298451191146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/2011/03/planning-big-trip.html' title='Planning a Big Trip'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13961179863939231847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVgCSkQVj7A/TS-JRWr5nNI/AAAAAAAABA4/2U5Y63LkEyc/S220/0117.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-h9EMHQ6ihW0/TYgVQGIBtdI/AAAAAAAABFI/CFKvZKeT030/s72-c/photo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7090336496334492561.post-8656420118373574974</id><published>2011-03-20T19:37:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-20T19:37:32.785-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring Weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;You know it is spring time when....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&amp;nbsp;The windows and back door are open non-stop... my dogs could not be happier.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&amp;nbsp;I spend my Saturday spring cleaning.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&amp;nbsp;Jeff is glued to the television watching March Madness and checking his bracket every 2 minutes. Only taking a break for a round of golf.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Dinner is spent on the patio at Cafe Ole.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-HdKZjlmZ49E/TYaY6opmWqI/AAAAAAAABE8/aZFOOyBQChw/s1600/189384_765462634787_20602565_40750050_2308218_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-HdKZjlmZ49E/TYaY6opmWqI/AAAAAAAABE8/aZFOOyBQChw/s640/189384_765462634787_20602565_40750050_2308218_n.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;Right now we are in the middle of cooking dinner, pork tenderloin and roasted sweet potatoes (yum)! And are planning to eat in front of the television to watch the &amp;nbsp;Big Love series finale... in 30min.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;I&amp;nbsp;am so sad this weekend is coming to an end. It was wonderful. Spring is definitely welcome in my home!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7090336496334492561-8656420118373574974?l=jcorkran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/feeds/8656420118373574974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/2011/03/spring.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090336496334492561/posts/default/8656420118373574974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090336496334492561/posts/default/8656420118373574974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/2011/03/spring.html' title='Spring Weekend'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13961179863939231847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVgCSkQVj7A/TS-JRWr5nNI/AAAAAAAABA4/2U5Y63LkEyc/S220/0117.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-HdKZjlmZ49E/TYaY6opmWqI/AAAAAAAABE8/aZFOOyBQChw/s72-c/189384_765462634787_20602565_40750050_2308218_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7090336496334492561.post-39277070042363568</id><published>2011-03-16T19:40:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-16T19:45:05.519-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Weekend at the Races</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Last weekend Jeff and I drove over to Hot Springs to meet my Momma, Wesley, my brother, and his girlfriend, Lynette, for the horse races. We love the races... but honestly, I am the &lt;i&gt;absolute worse horse gambler in the world. &lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;The horse that I bet on came in last place in most races... you may think I am exaggerating, but I am not! I have always been terrible at this and haven't won a single race since my very first race on my 18th birthday (and I won $75) - I like to say that was a little thing called beginners luck. Even though I am so terrible, I still really love to bet the horses and the optimist in me keeps me believing that I am going to win big on the next race. Plus I love horses in general.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-q4kGWX9Kqo4/TYFLuhB0QuI/AAAAAAAABEk/i0eE4qub0JA/s1600/DSC00343.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-q4kGWX9Kqo4/TYFLuhB0QuI/AAAAAAAABEk/i0eE4qub0JA/s640/DSC00343.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Here is our group...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-Gsl4GrPUJvs/TYFLypeosYI/AAAAAAAABEw/Dt-NkGotHos/s1600/IMG_0198.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-Gsl4GrPUJvs/TYFLypeosYI/AAAAAAAABEw/Dt-NkGotHos/s640/IMG_0198.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I love getting to hang out with my brother. He is always so much fun!! He talked Jeff into a large bet (well, large for us) on the last race... they both put $50 on a horse... Jeff wouldn't tell me how much until after we won. And yes, I am claiming Jeff's win as "ours" because otherwise I would have just been a loser that day. Luckily Jeff won enough that day to cover all of my losses, ha!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-mc-yBLZVsb4/TYFLzgAL5VI/AAAAAAAABE0/YWiwrIr7ClY/s1600/IMG_0200.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="522" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-mc-yBLZVsb4/TYFLzgAL5VI/AAAAAAAABE0/YWiwrIr7ClY/s640/IMG_0200.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We stayed at the Arlington Hotel, which is one of the few original bath houses and the most famous hotel in Hot Springs. I love staying in historic hotels, but it always creeps me out sleeping in a place that is so old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took a little photo shoot of all the couples by the front steps of the Arlington. &amp;nbsp;Me with my love...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-2x3T5c5KPec/TYFLv7pHZBI/AAAAAAAABEo/2g__7w6HRh8/s1600/DSC00346.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="482" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-2x3T5c5KPec/TYFLv7pHZBI/AAAAAAAABEo/2g__7w6HRh8/s640/DSC00346.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We had such a great time at the races and afterwards we went to dinner at a local place that our cab driver recommended. While we were waiting on a table, an older gentleman came outside where we were and sneezed... and then just stopped breathing. Lynette noticed he wasn't breathing and we ran over. Luckily, he came to pretty quickly. The paramedics came and took him away. It was quite the commotion!! Afterwards we all had an amazing dinner.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;On Sunday morning, which was Lynette's birthday, we had breakfast at The Pancake Shop and then did a little shopping before we all headed home. We had such a great trip!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-DvA5y5WA6-w/TYFLxNrwO5I/AAAAAAAABEs/tXvI44PNzdw/s1600/DSC00363.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-DvA5y5WA6-w/TYFLxNrwO5I/AAAAAAAABEs/tXvI44PNzdw/s640/DSC00363.jpg" width="480" /&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/7090336496334492561-39277070042363568?l=jcorkran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/feeds/39277070042363568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/2011/03/our-weekend-at-races.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090336496334492561/posts/default/39277070042363568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090336496334492561/posts/default/39277070042363568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/2011/03/our-weekend-at-races.html' title='Our Weekend at the Races'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13961179863939231847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVgCSkQVj7A/TS-JRWr5nNI/AAAAAAAABA4/2U5Y63LkEyc/S220/0117.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-q4kGWX9Kqo4/TYFLuhB0QuI/AAAAAAAABEk/i0eE4qub0JA/s72-c/DSC00343.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7090336496334492561.post-5630243156910399591</id><published>2011-03-13T17:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-13T17:56:05.491-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hasta La Vista... Sweets</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So last week started the Lenten Season. This year I gave up sweets/dessert. The last time I gave up something that I loved to eat/drink was in 2007, I gave up diet coke... and I have never looked back. I honestly don't even really like the taste of it anymore. So I am hoping the same thing happens for dessert. And no eating &amp;nbsp;meat on Friday's of course.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;With how difficult it is for me to stay away from my favorite food craving, it will be a great reminder of the love and sacrifice Jesus has for us. I love that I will be sacrificing for Him as well. I will also love celebrating Easter with enjoying something that I have been denying myself... this year I will be eating some cake I'm sure!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;When I was in high school this was my most favorite time of the year. Every Friday night at church the Knights of Columbus would host a fish fry and my youth group would perform The Living Stations of the Cross. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We would perform behind a sheet that was backlit with a light. We would pose for each station - perfectly still for several minutes - while other members of the youth group would narrate the scene. Very amazing!! It looks like this...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-apzoQnWZy8Q/TXmN9LI7uyI/AAAAAAAABEg/Q8zJRQGLQYM/s1600/SAS22a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="402" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-apzoQnWZy8Q/TXmN9LI7uyI/AAAAAAAABEg/Q8zJRQGLQYM/s640/SAS22a.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Anyways, I love this time of year... and I am not eating sweets (besides breakfast foods, but excluding donuts) until Easter rolls around... we'll see how tough this is!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7090336496334492561-5630243156910399591?l=jcorkran.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/feeds/5630243156910399591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/2011/03/hasta-la-vista-sweets.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090336496334492561/posts/default/5630243156910399591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7090336496334492561/posts/default/5630243156910399591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcorkran.blogspot.com/2011/03/hasta-la-vista-sweets.html' title='Hasta La Vista... Sweets'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13961179863939231847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVgCSkQVj7A/TS-JRWr5nNI/AAAAAAAABA4/2U5Y63LkEyc/S220/0117.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-apzoQnWZy8Q/TXmN9LI7uyI/AAAAAAAABEg/Q8zJRQGLQYM/s72-c/SAS22a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7090336496334492561.post-7282347980721441762</id><published>2011-03-10T20:32:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-10T20:32:37.669-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Trip to Shreveport</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Last weekend Jeff and I packed up and headed to Shreveport for the weekend to go see his parents. I'm pretty sure this was the first time we have gone out of town since the 1st couple weekends in January, which is major for us!! We usually travel a ton. It has been so nice being home... but I think we are getting stir crazy because our calendars have recently been booking up for the rest of the year pretty quickly.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Of course it was wonderful to see Jeff's family, his sister and her family came in town too, and we had an easy going weekend... complete with mani/pedi's, golf, a little shopping, and some mexican food! Too bad the weather was so gross last weekend because I have a feeling we would have enjoyed a few glasses of wine on their patio and I know Kate and Lily would have loved free range of the back yard.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Jeff and I especially love getting to spend time with &lt;a href="http://www.kateandlily.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;our nieces&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. It is amazing how much they change in the few months that we go without seeing them. They were adorable as always. I don't think Jade likes the fact that they have learned to walk and are getting so quick, ha! She is usually okay around them until they get a little too close. The girls were too cute bringing Jade the dog toy to play with her. And Lily found Jade's kennel...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-fzUSMTeVKHk/TXmHM0xuWiI/AAAAAAAABEY/6N2c9nHaO3A/s1600/DSC00328.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-fzUSMTeVKHk/TXmHM0xuWiI/AAAAAAAABEY/6N2c9nHaO3A/s640/DSC00328.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Sad day when she realized she couldn't get out on her own. Kate was a little concerned for her sister, but luckily their mom came to the rescue and pulled her out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-c5_llKBrtlA/TXmHOKr8HzI/AAAAAAAABEc/VzGC6pkKGqc/s1600/DSC00330.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-c5_llKBrtlA/TXmHOKr8HzI/AAAAAAAABEc/VzGC6pkKGqc/s640/DSC00330.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Jeff is on Spring Break this week and I am loving it. We had a date to the Grizzly game on Monday night and have just been enjoying being home together for once. &lt;i&gt;This week has been a wonderful week!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt
